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“It’s going to be epic,” Vaughn said, laughing.
We hurried down the hall, then Vaughn texted Claire to start the music. As soon as “Pony” by Ginuwine began to play, we entered the room and started our choreographed group dance.
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Giselle
The second I heard the song, I knew something was up, but never in my wildest dreams would I have expected Zayne and his friends to dance for us.
The beat pulsed through the speakers, and I was on my feet, laughing and loving every minute of the gorgeous guys’ moves, especially my husband’s.
They dropped to their knees and shucked the tux jackets, rolling their hips. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip, glued to every sexy move Zayne made while counting the minutes until I could remove his clothes myself.
We all cheered as they continued.
"Ohmigosh! I think I just got pregnant watching them. They're sexy as hell." Mac fanned herself.
Gemma, River, and I burst into laughter. I was quickly learning that Mac was constant comedy, and I loved her for it. For years, I'd forgotten how to laugh, but the fantastic people in my life showed me what real love and fun were all about.
I glanced at Gemma, who was holding my son. She bounced him to the music as she watched the men, grinning.
"Well, I guess if we ever need some extra cash, these guys can find a strip club." She giggled and shook her head. "I think someone else is going to have to take care of your baby, Giselle. I'm taking Hendrix somewhere for a quickie before we sing." She blushed as she continued to stare at her husband.
"Go for it. I want to grab Zayne, but I'm afraid with all the layers of this dress it will make it impossible."
"Nah, just flip the skirts over your head," River suggested, laughing. "I think all of the guys will be missing for a little bit. Damn, Holden is fucking hot." She fanned herself.
The song came to an end, and all of the guests stood and cheered. Zayne hurried to me and planted a searing kiss on my mouth.
"Wow, you guys were amazing. I can't believe you did that." I smiled so hard my face hurt.
"It was fun." Zayne pressed his lips to mine again, then took my hand and led me to the middle of the room.
"Save This Dance for Me," by Alexander Nate, began to play, and Zayne pulled me against his muscular body. He slipped his free arm around my waist, then threaded his fingers with mine.
"You're beautiful in your wedding dress, but I can't wait to take it off you." He pressed his forehead against mine, then spun me around.
I glanced over to see Vaughn and Claire dancing, too.
"Those two are spice," I said, glancing at them. "As Mac said, I think I just got pregnant again from watching the chemistry between them. You don't find that often in a dance partner."
"I'll show you some chemistry when we're out of here," he whispered against my ear, and my core throbbed with his promise.
* * *
As soon asthe reception was over, Zayne and I headed to a bed and breakfast in Sandpoint, Idaho. Since we had Steele, we decided to stay nearby and only leave for an evening. We felt best about that decision, so I intended to make the night memorable.
Once I was out of my dress, I hurried to the bathroom to change for him and grab some fun things I'd stashed in my purse.
Hopefully, he liked my plan. I'd worked with my therapist for a year and wanted to try more things with Zayne. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. It was strange how I'd been sold, tortured, and raped, but had nerves about being with my husband, who would never hurt me. But I wasn't fearful. I was excited.
59
Zayne
While Giselle was freshening up, I removed and tossed my tux jacket and shirt on the chair. Even though it was dark, I could still make out the view of the lake. It was more spectacular than the one from the home we'd built over the last several months. I was looking forward to when Steele got a little older, and we could take him out on the boat.
The sound of the bathroom door opening grabbed my attention, and I caught the sight of my wife in black, barely-there lingerie. My cock gave her a full salute as she strutted by me in black high heels. She bent over, then slipped a small bag into the nightstand drawer.
