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It only grows when they both state, “Bahamas it is,” together.
“And so I know you’re not out causing trouble, we should probably plan for two instead of just one,” Oliver states, holding up a box to me, shocking me silent. Dani laughs, but I can’t pull my attention away from the gorgeous ring in front of me.
“Bye, I’ll call you tomorrow when you’re less busy,” Dani teases as I attack Oliver with a kiss. My arms shoot out around him as I turn, holding him tight, and one of his settles around my waist, while the other dives into my hair, tightening around the strands.
I can’t believe he wants to marry me, let alone has a ring. He really wasn’t lying when he said he wanted me as his from the moment he knew I wasn’t Dani. Wants me, not my perfectly put together sister.
I give him a nod, seeing the way his brow’s lifted, laughing when he grabs my hand sliding the stunning ruby onto it. It’s a perfect fit and I don’t know how, but I’m not about to argue it. Not now, not ever, if it means I get to have him as mine entirely.
“You know this means you’re marrying me this weekend, so if you’re going to pout that it’s not some big, fancy affair…”
“You might like dealing with all the little details, but I sure don’t. So no arguments here,” I promise him, and his kiss tells me he’s perfectly happy with that response.
Chapter 4
Oliver
Gabi is stunning as she walks up the little aisle with Dani. Our loves decided that they were fine with sharing a wedding anniversary since they share a birthday as well as engagement days. I didn’t give a damn, not as long as it means Gabi’s my wife. It’s the most spontaneous thing I’ve ever done, but even my parents are behind me now.
I called them Thursday morning, telling them I was eloping with Gabi this weekend, and if they wanted to be at the wedding to join us here in the Bahamas for it. They were in town that night, at my office the next morning, asking not only who was I marrying but also where Dani was.
That had me brining them with me over to Jeremy’s, finding him tossing a woman he was supposed to be representing out the door, learning she went off on Dani learning they were together. Made me laugh my ass off when Mom grew just as furious, then just as protective over Dani’s sudden engagement as she was over mine—at least until she learnt I was marrying Dani’s sister Gabi. Seems Mom wasn’t as upset that Dani and I weren’t marrying when she learnt that Dani would still become family.
That afternoon with Dani and Gabi had Mom and Dad on board, and we all flew down here on Jeremy’s private jet thatevening. We got our marriage licenses Saturday, and now, we’re marrying our loves.
Mom gives me a smile as the girls split off, Gabi coming to me in a stunning white silk dress that hugs her every curve. While Dani slips into Jeremy’s arms, her dress a gauzy swirl of white that fits what Jeremy calls her sweetness.
I honestly don’t hear much beyond the question posed to me to say ‘I do.’ Staring at my woman is far more enthralling than words that can’t begin to convey just how deeply I adore her. The officiant’s last statement that we’re now man and wife has me claiming Gabi’s mouth as mine, enjoying a sweltering kiss until Jeremy clears his throat loudly.
“Really?” Dani says, rolling her eyes at me, and I simply shrug, then give Gabi another little kiss, loving her mouth and the things she does with it. It can unman me in seconds when she gets going, especially if it’s wrapped around my cock. Something which is going to happen soon, because I was forced to sleep apart from her last night.
I patiently wait through the late lunch we planned, chuckling when it seems Jeremy’s just as anxious as I am to get out of here, but letting Dani enjoy the time with Gabi and my mom. Dad gives me a nod of approval then a warning look to Jeremy who lets out a sigh, shutting his mouth for another half hour.
I’m on the edge when I feel a soft hand slide up my thigh to cup my hard cock and I stare down my bride, silently warning her to not start something at the table. Her mouth quirks into a knowing grin and I cave, claiming her lips with a hard kiss before pulling her up from her seat and into my hold.
“We’ll see you in two days,” I tell the others before scooping my wife up, marching out of the restaurant with her, to a chorus of laughs from the table.
“I told Dani I could make you cave first, she said I was nuts,” Gabi whispers against my ear as we hit the elevator, herhand running down my chest. “Said you wouldn’t begin to do something sordid in public.”
“I’ll just blame it on that spicy mouth of yours,” I tease, claiming it in a kiss before we reach our room.
I don’t bother being gentle with her dress. She had to know the second she chose it that I was going to tear it off her. She certainly won’t be wearing it ever again—no matter how gorgeous she looked in it.
The silky material rips in my hands, slithering down to the floor, showing off the sexy lingerie that she was wearing beneath it. I almost double over from the blood rushing straight to my dick seeing her in the white dream that’s nowhere close to being sweet. Oh no, it’s all spice, just like my woman.
The top lacy bit barely covers her nipples while leaving the rest of her breast out for my view, the back two little bands, keeping it on, and I turn her, letting out a deep moan, seeing the string of the thong disappear between her cheeks. Her dark curls are easily seen through the white flimsy material, the little lace bits on her hips begging to be destroyed.
“Do you like it, husband?” she asks, giving me a smirking grin, and shit, between this barely there nothing and her calling me husband, I’m about to black out.
“Bet your ass I do, wife,” I return, sliding my hands up into her hair, pulling her mouth to mine. I know my girl has a love-hate relationship with me fucking up her hair. She loves me playing with it while I fuck her, but she hates it being messy. Which makes me laugh because my woman is messy as hell.
I nearly had an aneurysm when we stopped into the apartment to get some of her clothes. Her room was a disaster zone, and I couldn’t handle it. So while she packed up some clothes to bring over to my place, I picked up the crap scattered all around the space. Dani stopped by to get some of her own things and just laughed at me when she saw what I was doing.
It told me precisely what I was in for, but the hell if I was going to back out just because my woman is a mess tornado. She’s perfect in every other way, so if it means me picking her shit up daily, I’ll do it.
Right now, I’m claiming my bride as my wife, and putting my baby in her—if I haven’t already.
I pull at my clothes as Gabi pushes at them, getting me naked and I lift my hands to the lacy bits covering her breasts, tearing at them to get what’s mine. Her hard nipples bounce as the material breaks free, and I give her a soft kiss when she lets out a little gasp of surprised pain when the straps smack against her.
