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As soon as I’d begged him to elope, Ryan had reached out to everyone to set up a wedding reception at the restaurant following our nuptials. Well, he’d reached out to everyone but me. After we eloped yesterday with only our parents, Maria, his uncle, and Enzo as our witnesses, Ryan let me in on the little secret about the surprise party he’d planned. The place was brimming with people tonight. With my staff’s assistance, Maria had helped him set up everything. And, of course, with our mothers at the helm as well, everyone worked to keep me completely in the dark.
Almost every Teamguy Ryan had worked with as part of Alpha Platoon had made it, and I knew that meant a lot to see them all.
And, of course, Luke, Owen, Noah and their wives had shown up. I’d also been right back in Monaco—the President’s son had been there on the mission. Ryan had told me they were in the same BUD/S class together. Knox had been unable to make the party tonight, but he’d sent several congratulatory bottles of expensive champagne.
About twenty other sailors were also there, and I wish he’d given me a cheat sheet with everyone’s names on it before the party had started.
But someone who most definitely stood out tonight was my new brother-in-law, and mostly because of the date he’d brought—a single mom to one of the kids he coached up in Toronto. Based on the time I spent with her, I was rooting for their relationship to work and for Anthony not to muck it up. I adored her, and I could only hope the “new leaf” he’d turned, according to Ryan, was legitimate and long lasting. Like forever lasting.
“I’m a little worried,” Maria began a minute later, “you refrained from a big wedding because of me. Worried it’d be hard on me because of what’s going on with Thomas.”
The thought had crossed my mind, but it wasn’t why we’d eloped. “I waited eleven years to be with that man. I was impatient. Just wanted to be his wife, and I didn’t need anything fancy to make it happen,” I promised and squeezed her hand. “And you’ll get your second chance when the time is right.”
At that, Maria looked over at Christian who was hanging nearby behind the bar. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Maria all night in her black dress that showcased her gorgeous figure.
Maria was single now, I supposed. Not officially, but the separation paperwork had been signed and agreements were made in writing that they could see other people before the divorce was finalized. Thomas was still begging her to reconsider working things out, but Maria had made up her mind, and there was no turning back.
I highly doubted she was ready for rebound sex, though, especially not with someone she knew, like Christian. But I had to wonder how she would live next door to Enzo without jumping into his arms at some point. They had chemistry, that was for sure.
“She’s off-limits, Nat,” Enzo had said to me a few weeks ago when we’d all been out in the city while Thomas had Chiara for his weekend. “I won’t make a move on her. I’m not good for her. But that doesn’t mean I won’t protect her until my dying breath.”
I shivered at the memory of his words, unsure why he’d decided to share them. It sounded more like he was trying to convince himself to keep his hands off my sister since I’d never given him such marching orders.
“Looks like someone wants his wife’s attention.” Maria lifted her glass, and I followed her focus to see Ryan, hands in his black dress pants pockets, the matching jacket open to a casual white shirt under it, his head angled toward the hall leading to my office.
“Mmm. Office sex, huh?” Maria teased. “You know that’s what he wants. He can never keep his hands off you.”
“We’ve yet to christen my office, so it might be time.”
“The fact I now manage your catering business and spend a ton of time in that office, well . . . I still fully support that idea.” She chuckled, then gripped my shoulder and lightly squeezed. “So happy for you, sis.”
“Thank you.” I quickly left the bar to follow my husband who had already disappeared down the hall, too anxious to wait.
The second I entered my office, he had the door closed and locked, and my back to the wall.
“Hi, beautiful,” he murmured into my ear, his palms planted alongside my body. “I’ve been dying to get you alone all night.”
“Oh have you?” My nipples pebbled at the feel of his breath at the shell of my ear. “What do you plan to do with me?”
“I have a few ideas.” He peered over his shoulder toward the desk. “Get over there,” he roughly commanded, and my legs went weak at that gruff tone.
“Yes, sir,” I rasped. He brought his mouth to mine and sucked my bottom lip, teasing it between his teeth before letting it go. “But you’ll need to move out of my way for me to follow orders.”
A handsome grin played across his lips, and he finally pushed away from the wall. “Roger that.”
I swallowed as I watched his large hand begin to unbuckle his belt. I’d never forget some of the hot, naughty moments we’d spent in our bedroom the past several weeks, many involving his sailor skills. He was great with knots, that was for sure. And even better at making me come over and over and over again.
I forced myself to move and stood in front of the desk, unsure how he wanted me, so I would wait. I loved when my man told me just what he wanted in the bedroom, and he never failed to deliver, giving me exactly what I needed. And then some.
He slowly stalked my way, his belt hanging loose from his pants now like a promise of what was to come.
His gaze raked over my outfit in appreciation. I’d worn a white satin dress tonight that had a sweetheart neckline and went to my thighs. It was a slightly downplayed version of what I’d worn when we’d said “I do” yesterday. I had on the same white heels, though.
“I want you only in your lingerie with those heels.” He peeled his jacket off, revealing his muscular arms, and tossed it onto a nearby chair.
“Mm. As you wish.” I slid down the side zipper, then slowly peeled the fabric free from my skin, revealing my sheer white bra and panty set. He set a hand to his crotch and murmured a few curses. I’d never get enough of this, of watching him admire me as if seeing me for the first time all over again.
“Sit on the desk. Cross those sexy legs of yours.” He adjusted himself as he waited for me to be exactly where he wanted, then closed the space between us and dragged a finger along my thigh before both hands went to my face. “I have another surprise for you. A wedding gift.”
