a thousand times yes,” she said as she threw her arms around his neck and began kissing him.
Epilogue
Scotland – Three months later
She stood, staring in the mirror, as she smoothed her hands over the smooth creamy satin of her wedding gown, wishing that she wasn’t sad because her sister wasn’t going to be a part of her wedding. ‘Yeah, my sister who hates me’, she thought. A knock on the door brought her thoughts back to the moment, “Come in,” she said.
She tried not to gape, but the sight that entered the room, well, Stryker, in a form fitting tuxedo with his hair pulled back in a loose ponytail meant brain to mouth close just wasn’t happening.
He stopped just inside the door and stared at her as if he too were stunned by her appearance, “You look breathtakingly beautiful, Highness.”
Tess blushed, “Thank you Stryker, I could say the same about you.”
That got a grin out of him and he walked towards her, “Are you about ready, Ma’am?”
She spun around, “What have I got to do to get you to call me Tess ‘cause this ma’am and highness shit is making me feel about a million years old and I don’t like it.”
That made Stryker blush, “Alright, I will call you Tess in private but when we’re in public I have to show respect for you, your husband and your titles so I will not be calling you Tess in public.”
“I can live with that. Can I get you to do the clasp on my pearl necklace please?”
“Sure thing, Mmm,ummm, Tess,” he said as he took the necklace from her. Stryker tried his best not to notice her creamy neck as she swept her hair up and out of the way or way that the back of her dress dipped down showing all of her smooth back and even just a hint of butt cleavage. This woman was his Queen for God’s sakes, he absolutely could not think of her in that way, but he was also a man, a man who loved women, a man who had denied himself the touch of a woman since he had been in New Orleans because he was busy working with Tess’ sister Selena – a decision he was now definitely regretting.
“How is she doing?” Tess said, forcing his eyes back to hers and away from her fine ass.
Stryker cleared his throat, “Better but she is a stubborn one. She is going to take a long time to break.”
“Can I see her while I’m here?”
He smiled, “We’ll see. Maybe in a few days, but she’s still pretty mad at you. I don’t want her ruining your wedding day, okay?” Then he turned and stuck out his elbow, “Shall we go and see if your beau has gotten cold feet?”
Tess threw her head back and laughed, “He does and he will be looking for his balls.”
Stryker slipped out the back door right after the hell he had to endure of dancing once with the new bride. Once was enough of his hand having to rest on the bare skin on her back as they glided across the floor. He didn’t need the aggravation of another dance. He’d already given the required best man toast. His duties were done as far as he was concerned. It was time to get back to work. He stopped by his room to change out of his tux and into more comfortable jeans and a black t-shirt then he headed down into the dungeon where he found his guest glaring at him.
“Hello, Selena, how are we feeling today?” he said as he frowned at the tray of uneaten food.
“Fine, asshole, how was the party?” she hissed.
“The wedding was very nice and your sister looked beautiful and it’s too bad you had to miss out on it.”
Selena stared at Stryker for a full minute, smiling.
Finally Stryker rolled his eyes and said, “What is it Selena?”
“You’ve got a hard on for her. You want to fuck my sister. You want to screw the Queen, the married Queen. Wait until the King hears about this,” she said in a sing song voice as she danced around her cell.
“Are you finished? You’re completely wrong, Selena,” he mumbled.
She grinned, “No I’m not. When you mentioned her that log that you’re packing between your legs twitched. Oh, you want her alright.”
“And what the hell are you doing looking at my dick, huh, Selena?” he growled then he turned and stormed off. As he turned the corner