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“It happens.” I hesitated before adding, “I could have told you it wasn’t your imagination though. I’m the one who suggested we get married for real, remember?”

“Yeah,” he said.

“I remember going to the marriage license office. I remember saying our vows.” I bit my bottom lip. “Some of it’s fuzzy, but it definitely happened.”

Wes brushed his mouth over mine. “I’m glad one of us remembers it.”

My stomach twisted uncomfortably. We were married, and Wes didn’t even remember it. That didn’t feel right.

“I’m sorry. I was drunk too, but I should have used better judgment. We never should have done something like that when we weren’t sober.”

Wes shook his head. “I don’t regret it, Beck. How could I? I only regret that I don’t remember every moment of standing there promising you forever.”

“You’re sweeter than you pretend to be,” I told him.

He grinned. “Don’t tell anyone my secret, okay?”

“All your secrets are safe with me,” I said.

“Well, maybe soon, I won’t have so many to worry about,” he said. “Let’s talk about this plan we need to make. What’s step one?”

“Step one, I think, is telling the rest of our friends.”

“I guess half of them know anyway.”

“Yeah,” I agreed. “Plus, if things go to hell, we’ll need the support.”

He snorted. “Way to be optimistic.”

“I’m just planning for worst-case scenarios,” I said apologetically. “Hopefully that won’t be the reality.”

He nodded once before kissing me again. “I get it, Beck. It’s one of the reasons I love you. You think things through. You’re cautious. But don’t forget the reason you love me.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Do tell?”

“I’m a charming fucker,” he said with a grin. “And when I’m through with this town, the only gossip is gonna be how adorable we are together and who tops who.”

“Think they’ll guess it right?”

“I don’t know,” he mused, to my surprise. I figured Wes would immediately claim he was the obvious choice of top. Instead he said, “Youarepretty bossy when we’re around our friends. And after last night, I kind of think I’m only the top because you want it that way.”

I smirked. “Finally you see the truth, huh?”

Wes grinned. “Well, as long as you let me pretend I’m in charge while we do dirty things, I’m happy. I’m dick-whipped and happy to admit it.”

I rolled on top of him and peppered kisses all over his face. “Pretty sure we’re gone for each other, Wes. It’s kind of pathetic.”

“Yeah.” He slid his hands down to cup my ass. “We totally shouldn’t spend the entire day in bed.”

“Not at all,” I agreed.

“But you know me,” he said, wrapping his arms around me. “I can never turn down cuddles.”

I giggled and nuzzled into his neck, letting him absorb my weight and relishing the feel of his arms holding me so fucking tight. I’d never been with a partner like this before. Someone bigger than me, stronger than me. The bruised spot on my thigh gave a little throb as I thought about how he’d handled my body the night before, giving me the fierceness I’d craved. The soft brush of his fingers against my back now gave me something else just as important though.

With Wes, I could have everything I needed. The sweetness, the passion. The hard and the soft. I could feel overpowered by his strength one moment and empowered by his love the next.

He was everything I wanted. But more than that, he was everything I’d never even known I’d needed before now.

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