Sweet as Honey (The Seven Sisters) - By Caitlyn Robertson Page 0,63
day? And that was without the added worry that he’d done it before.
“Unbeknown to me,” he said, “Jude’s mum is a marriage celebrant.”
Honey’s eyebrows rose and she glanced at Wendy. “Oh…” Her brain worked furiously. Did that mean… Oh my God…
“Jude suggested I book Wendy for the day before the wedding. Just in case.” He took her hands. “I thought about it over the next few months, and gradually became convinced it was a great idea. Honey, I want to marry you. I still want you to have your wedding day with our proper vows and your family and the big dress and all the paraphernalia that goes with it. You can still have that—the only thing that would change is that we wouldn’t sign the register again afterward. And I still want to wait until our proper wedding night to sleep together. But I don’t want you to worry that I won’t be there, or that Cathryn will somehow spoil it. I’m worried she’ll turn up somehow, and this way, there’s absolutely nothing she can do to stop us getting married.”
He lifted her hand that held her engagement ring and kissed it. “I didn’t agree to this so you wouldn’t have time to think about it. If you want to take a while to talk to Koru and Daisy or even Wendy, or if you’d rather wait until Saturday and make sure it’s what you want to do, that’s fine. But I would like to marry you now, so I know you’re mine and nobody can take that away from me. If you can forgive me. And if you’ll have me.”
She studied him without saying anything. He looked hopeful and panicky at the same time, his blue eyes wide.
“Say something,” he said as she stayed silent.
She chewed on her bottom lip, not missing the way his gaze dropped briefly to her mouth. The hunger that flared in his eyes as he obviously thought about kissing her made her catch her breath. How could she deny him this? What was the point in saying no just to punish him, when this was what she wanted more than anything else in the world?
“You’re killing me here,” he said softly. “I promise you I’ll love you forever, Honey Summers. I’ll treat you like a princess. And I promise I’ll be a saint from now on.”
She surveyed him thoughtfully before finally raising her eyes to meet his. “I never said I wanted to marry a saint,” she said.
He blinked a few times. “Huh?”
She started to smile. “You’re a bad boy, Dexter Concannon, and I wouldn’t change that. The naughty twinkle in your eye is what attracted me to you in the first place.”
Relief crossed his face, and then he grinned. “I thought it was the uniform.”
“That as well.”
He pulled her a little closer to him. “Well, if you like the devil inside me, maybe I won’t try so hard to exorcise it.”
She lifted a hand to cup his cheek. “You’re not evil, Dex. Just as I’m no angel.”
“I’m banking on that. In the bedroom, anyway.”
She slipped her hand into his hair. Little did he know how much that devil inside him turned her on. “I want you,” she said huskily, raising herself on tiptoes so her lips hovered near his. “I want to wake up next to you every morning, and make love you to every night. I want to feel you naked next to me. I want you inside me so much it makes me ache.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I want you too. Say you’ll marry me today, Honey.”
“Yes, I’ll marry you today.”
And so Wendy had married them, and they’d kissed under the apple tree, and then Dex had gone back to work and they’d carried on with the stag night and hen night as if nothing had happened. Only Jude, Koru and Daisy had known, and Cam of course, as Dex had felt it only right and just that her father was aware what was going on.
But now, watching Dex’s back and waiting for him to turn, her heart rose in her mouth and panic filled her stomach. He’d dated Cathryn for a long time, and their relationship had obviously been passionate and reckless. Did he miss that? Was he regretting sending her away?
Then he turned around, and the joy and relief on his face nearly made her cry. He strode up the aisle, right up to her, put his arms around her and kissed