voice the only thing I ever care to hear.
I close the door and carry her straight to the bedroom. “Don’t tell my mother, but you outshined the bride this afternoon—in fact, you outshined all four brides at all four weddings. You’re too beautiful to believe.”
“Technically, it was three weddings.” She giggles like a schoolgirl as she crawls onto my lap. “And that’s very kind of you to say, but we should probably keep that to ourselves or we’ll have half of Hollow Brook after us with torches and pitchforks.”
“Or in the least three angry grooms.”
“You mean four.” She caresses my cheek with her cool fingers.
“I mean three. I’m betting your dad would agree with me.”
“Doubt it. It’s his bride you started this war of beautiful words with.”
“Speaking of beautiful, I have something for you.” I reach into my pocket and pull it out slowly. I hold up the luminescent string of pearls, and they catch the moonlight and trap it in their orbs.
“Oh my God.” Scarlett’s chest expands with her next breath as she rides a finger along the edge of the beads. “Rex! What’s this?”
“Your dowry.” I land the delicate string of beauty over her neck and secure the clasp. “Stunning.” A smile curls on my lips. “But you always are. The pearls are nice, too.”
“I don’t know what to say.” Her voice breaks. “Thank you.” Her fingers fumble for it as she bumps over the rim of the necklace. “I suppose the horses and llamas are on backorder.”
“I’ll have them shipped to Cutler Tower in the morning if they’ll make you smile.”
“You make me smile.” She laughs as her mouth covers mine. Her fingers fumble with the buttons on my shirt, and she glides her hand over my chest. “You came into my life and shined your warmth over me. It was under your love that my heart finally bloomed.”
A thousand like sentiments try to break free, but a lump the size of this wild summer has lodged in my throat. Instead, my palms clasp over her soft face, and I feel the fire exuding from her like only Scarlett can.
I clear my throat in an effort to pull it together. “You ready for a magic carpet ride that ends with you screaming?”
Scarlett takes my hands and lands them over the curves of her chest. “I’m ready to take you wonder by wonder, Goober.”
I wince. “That’s not really going to stick, is it, Muffin Top?”
She groans as I drop the moniker. “Fine. I’ll revert to your original nickname—Sexy Rexy.” Her chest ripples as she giggles. “Cassidy might have coined it, but I totally agree.”
“Well, if Cassidy coined it, it’s completely acceptable.” I contemplate my next move. “Bambi.”
“What?” She swats me over the chest three times fast. “Bambi is sexist and belittling and all the way wrong for me.”
“All right, all right. Hold off on the beatdown. I was just teasing—Kitten.”
“No.” Her body jolts, and she lands square on the hard problem brewing in my boxers.
“Yes.” My hand slips up the back of her dress. “You happen to be the owner of my favorite—”
“Kitten!” She jumps a little when she says it. “Kitten it is. Thank you for keeping it G.”
“Thank you for keeping it just for me.”
She falls over me, and our mouths lock tight, our tongues wrestle out our affection. My lips edge their way to her ear, and I take in her soft lilac scent a moment. “Take my heart, Scarlett. Don’t give it back.”
“I couldn’t if I tried. It’s stitched to mine.”
Scarlett and I lose our clothes, lose our minds, and lose track of time, loving one another as the night gives birth to a brand new day.
Scarlett has had my heart for an entire year already whether or not she knew it.
Our love is only destined to grow.
The best is yet to come.
We just get better.
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