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“I love you,” I whisper against his lips, my heart soaring.
His lips curve into a smile, his hands dropping from my face to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “That's all I needed to hear,” he murmurs, his eyes softening with love. “That's all I ever need to hear.”
“There's more,” I admit, pulling an envelope from my bag.
“More?”
I extend the envelope, but the second he moves to open it, panic surges through me. I quickly grasp his wrist, stopping him.
“No! Don't look at those here,” I insist, my eyes darting around to make sure no one is watching us too closely.
He raises a brow at me, a knowing grin starting to form. “What's in there?”
My cheeks flush and I lean in, my lips grazing his ear as I whisper, “The camera was on a timer. It captured… everything. And I mean everything.”
Frozen, his eyes widen in surprise before a familiar spark of heat flashes across them, a wicked grin curving his lips.
“Is that so?” he says, his voice dropping. The timbre sends a shiver of anticipation down my spine.
“Yes,” I say, pulling back to meet his gaze. I can't suppress the mischievous smile that creeps onto my lips, watching as his eyes darken with a mixture of shock and unmistakable desire.
“Sounds like we have some viewing to do later,” he murmurs, tucking the envelope securely into his jacket pocket.
“Pervert.”
He squeezes my waist and silences me with another kiss.
“How about you get me something to drink. You’re making me sweat.” I give him a faux stern look, but my amusement bleeds through. “I’m going to find Claire.”
He concedes with a grin, pressing a brief kiss to my forehead before slipping into the crowd.
I turn to leave, but after just a few steps, I hear him call my name. Puzzled, I turn back around, meeting his eyes across the room. He's watching me, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“Yes?” I call back, tilting my head in question.
“Nothing, pretty girl,” he answers, his smile growing wider, “Just looking.”
Epilogue
Two years later…
Logan
“Please help me in welcoming Mr. and Mrs. King!” The announcement vibrates through the hotel suite, rolling in like distant thunder from the celebration below.
Beth’s cheeks are flushed, pressed into the white sheets, her brown eyes fluttering. “I think they're looking for us,” she murmurs, her voice low and breathless.
I growl in response, my hips rolling against hers as I thrust into her once more. “Let them wait.”
“But—” she begins to argue, the rest of her words dissolving into a moan as I bury myself deeper.
“They can wait,” I repeat, reaching between us to tease the bundle of nerves at her core.
As she starts to protest again, I cut her off, thrusting into her harder. She tightens around me, her body trembling as she clenches, a stifled whimper escaping her lips.
“Do you still want to leave?” I tease her, smirking as I meet her gaze.
“No,” she gasps, her back arching off the bed, the pool of white silk that is her wedding dress gathered at her waist. Her fingers dig into the muscles of my biceps, the sting of her nails drawing a hiss from me.
