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My gaze moves across the room to where Luca is standing with Audrey. The man is practically undressing his fiancée with his eyes. Who knew the brusque director had such passion bubbling beneath the surface? But only for Audrey. I wouldn’t be surprised if they ran off to Vegas for a quick wedding.
Abel and his Scout linger a few feet away, talking with some crew members. Like Luca, Abel can’t keep his eyes off Scout. Ryder told me about his midnight meeting with Abel on the set. It seems Ryder’s advice did the trick because Scout looks radiant, and Abel looks like a man who’s finally found peace. As his PA, Scout was fundamental in his shift in attitude and lifestyle choices. She simply gave him a better choice—her.
But they’re not the only new-engaged couples. Landon, the set caterer, and Grace, the camera operator. Even Julianna, the studio owner, has found love with the movie’s writer, Nick Claus.
And me? I couldn’t be happier. Ryder and I eventually found our way to each other, not by letting memories of Luke fade but by remembering and cherishing them. Together.
As if my thoughts have summoned him, Ryder appears beside me, sliding an arm around my waist. “Looks like someone barfed up a Christmas lovefest in here,” he grumbles, looking at all the couples.
I turn my head to look at my fiancé. God, he’s gorgeous. And all mine. “Not getting all Grinchy on me again, are you, big guy?”
He lowers his head, his mouth close to my ear. “Only because I have to share you. I’ve been hard all fucking evening watching you glide around in this dress.”
I shiver as his heated breath teases my ear. If I were wearing panties, they would be ruined.
My red dress is demure by Hollywood standards with its high neckline and long sleeves. However, the deep V at the back ending just above the dimples at the base of my spine is driving my man crazy.
“Christmas may be over, but I can’t wait any longer to unwrap you and put my mouth all over this delectable body.”
Oh, God. Is it possible to orgasm from words alone?
I turn and loop my arms around his neck, the ring on my left hand sparkling under the muted lights. “Do I get to unwrap you too?” I ask with a sultry smile.
“Sparkles, you’ve got me so on the edge, I’ll be lucky to get your panties off and my pants unbuttoned before I slide inside you,” he growls.
Yep. Starting to believe in a hands-free orgasm.
I lift on my toes and whisper in his ear, “I’m not wearing panties.”
He groans and drops his head to my shoulder. “Jesus, fuck, woman. Are you trying to kill me?”
I laugh softly. “You think it’d be rude if we left now?”
“Two hours is more than long enough,” Ryder rasps, nipping my earlobe.
“Another minute won’t hurt,” I say as the band strikes up a rendition of Bing Crosby’s “Let’s Start the New Year Right.” Couples take to the dancefloor, melting into each other’s arms.
Ryder lifts his head, his expression tortured. “I’m about to come in my pants like a fucking teenager rather than inside my fiancée, and you want me to wait another minute?”
“Please. It’s almost midnight. Then you can do whatever you want to me for however long you want.”
Ryder’s jaw twitches. “Deal. But the second the clock strikes twelve, we’re out of here. We need to christen that king-size bed in our hotel room.”
I shake my head, the wine making me bold. “I want to fuck you in that huge jacuzzi bath first.”
“Goddamn, Sparkles. You’re gonna pay for this,” he mutters, grinding his cock against my stomach.
I grin. “Can’t wait.”
Ryder closes his eyes briefly, and when they open again, they blaze with so much love and desire it takes my breath away.
Ten…Nine…Eight…
The band leader grabs the mic and begins the countdown.
Seven…Six…Five…
“I love you, Ryder Thorne,” I whisper, gazing up at my man.
