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“See, it’s fine,” Parker states.
Allison opens her mouth, then snaps her lips closed just as I feel a hand touch the small of my back and lips at the side of my throat. “Are you ready to go home?” the deep voice asks.
I should say no, but it would be a lie. A shiver of excitement slides throughout my body, from the inside out, at the thought of being with him again. Of him being inside of me. Of every part of his naked body touching every part of mine.
Shifting my attention to the side slightly, I look back at him over my shoulder. His gaze searches mine, his lips in a smirk. “Let’s go, hummingbird,” he murmurs.
I’m not sure what I should be saying or doing, but when Coleman’s arm slides around my waist and he begins to move us away from Parker and Allison, I don’t protest. I go with him. We walk past the dozens of drunk guests who offer their congratulations.
Coleman doesn’t stop to talk to any of them, though. He gives them each a wave and calls back to each and every one of them as we move toward the door. Everyone is so happy. Nobody is screaming at anyone else. Nobody is falling down angry and drunk.
Once my parents left, the black cloud that had been hanging over me disappeared and I really took in these people. Family and friends of my new husband, of me. I realize that maybe this wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to me.
But as I step out of the reception and into the darkness of night, I wonder if this is indeed my last evening, somewhat, of freedom. When I slip into the car and he drives us away, am I being driven to my prison tower to be kept until he’s ready to show me off again?
I have a million unanswered questions.
Instead of asking any of them, I allow him to guide me toward a black car. It looks fancy, but I have no idea what kind it is. It doesn’t matter. He takes the fob out of his pocket, and I flick my gaze to his hand and watch as he clicks a button, then the lights of the vehicle flash.
When we arrive at the side of the car, he tugs the door open and looks at me, his hand falling from my back. “Are you ready?” he asks.
His voice is deep and sexy, rough. I watch him for a moment. He’s beautiful. His beard is short but sexy. His eyes are dark, but they sparkle in the moonlight. My tongue slides out and across my bottom lip as I think about his question. It isn’t as simple as me sinking down into the seat of this car. It’s deeper than that.
“I think so,” I confess on a whisper.
He chuckles. “Kind of too late to think anything, right?”
He is right. I’m already his wife, but is that the end of it all? Is it too late for anything… for everything?
Instead of answering him, mainly because I don’t know how to, I sink down into the seat, gathering the train and bottom of my dress before placing it inside the car. My hands are in my lap, and I lace my fingers together, twisting them a few times as he closes the door and coolly walks around the front of the car to his side.
I bite my bottom lip, tip my chin, and stare at my hands. Coleman sits down beside me, starts the engine, and then the car begins to move. I don’t know where we’re going, and I don’t bother looking either. It doesn’t matter.
A few moments later, the car comes to a halt and the engine is turned off. I wait for the car door to open and close, but nothing happens.
“Claire,” Coleman calls out from beside me.
Lifting my head, I turn to look at him. His lips are curved up in a grin as he watches me, his gaze searching mine. I suck in a breath, holding it as I wait for whatever it is he’s going to say to me.
“Are you ready to go inside?”
Nodding my head once, I don’t say anything. I’m not sure what to say. Do I tell him that I’m ready? Do I tell him that I’m not? Do I try to run down the street with nothing except the dress on my back?
“Answer me, hummingbird,” he demands, his voice a low hum. “With words.”
“Yes,” I blurt out.
I don’t know if I mean it, but the word comes out in a rush, blurted loudly. He chuckles, his eyes sparkling and lighting up all at the same time. It’s beautiful. He’s beautiful, and I wonder if I’ve just made the best decision or the absolute worst one.
COLEMAN
Gripping her hand,I hold the door to the building open for her. I should have booked a hotel for us tonight. It is our wedding night. We aren’t having a honeymoon, so I should have done something special tonight, but to be honest, it was the last thing on my mind.
I gently guide her through the lobby and toward the elevator banks. Touching the button, I wait for it to arrive. The doors open, and I take a step inside, tugging her behind me.
Claire doesn’t say anything, but I can hear her panting breaths become heavier with each floor we climb. She’s nervous, but she doesn’t need to be. I’ve already fucked her. This isn’t anything new other than the fact that she is legally mine now.
The elevator dings, the doors open, and I step out into the hallway. I tug her behind me as I head toward the front door. I don’t want to let her go, afraid that if I do, she’ll somehow disappear.
