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I don’t wait for him to finish. I don’t need anyone’s permission to kiss my wife. I lift my hands to her face and give her a kiss worthy of the occasion. It says this is forever. It says I’ll be here for her no matter what. It says I’m going to be wanting kids right away.
Our family and friends stand and clap. When we pull apart, we face them and hold up our joined hands together in victory. I take a second to look around at the view before we run down a carpet of rose petals that cover the grass.
We’re in a grassy field that sits at the top of our ranch, just below the mountains. We’ve been given the perfect early summer day to start our new life together, with a warm sun and just the slightest breeze to keep the men from sweating in our suits.
As we make our way down the aisle, I think about how lucky I am to be alive and to be healing so well. I think about how lucky I am to have a million bucks in the bank so I can spoil my bride. I think about how lucky I am that I found the perfect woman to spend my life with. I think about the wedding night and how I can’t wait to get the guests out of here.
“We did it!” she says, turning to me with a huge smile.
I swoop her up in my arms. “We sure did.”
It’s after eleven in the evening when the last of our guests pull out of the driveway. She stands in front of me, her body pressed against mine as we wave goodbye. “Thank God. I thought they’d never leave,” she says, turning to me.
I pick her up under her knees and carry her toward the door.
“Ryder, are you sure—”
“I’m fine, darlin’. You don’t have to keep asking.”
“Okay. I’ll stop.”
I push the door open with my foot, then cross the threshold with her in my arms, right where she should be. Kicking the door shut behind me, I take her straight to our bedroom. She gasps when she sees my surprise for her. I’ve lit candles around the room, sprinkled rose petals, and replaced the old bedding with brand new crisp white linens that cost me a small fortune. But, the look on her face makes it all worth it.
“My husband is so romantic.”
I gently set her down on the floor. “He’s also horny as all hell. How do I get you out of this dress?”
She turns and points over her shoulder to what looks like a thousand tiny cloth buttons. “That’s how.”
I get straight to work. After a few minutes, I ask her if she couldn’t have found one with a zipper instead.
“I could have, but I needed to get you back.”
“For what?”
“For pretending you didn’t know who I was.” She looks over her shoulder at me with a grin.
“In the hospital?”
“Yup.”
“That was six months ago.” I laugh. “You’re not going to hold all your grudges this long, are you?”
“Depends.”
“On what?” I ask, getting down to the last few buttons.
“On whether you manage to make me forget what I was mad about in the first place.”
“And exactly how do I do that?”
“You’ll figure it out,” she says, as I finally get to the last button. I reach up and slide the lace dress off her shoulders and onto the floor.
Spinning her to me, I kiss her hard on the mouth. She parts her lips, letting me slide my tongue inside. Grabbing her ass with both hands, I pull her to me, pressing her against me. As soon as she lets out that little moan, I pull back. “This is how, isn’t it?”
“This is how to what?”
“To make you forget you’re mad.”
