Total pages in book: 186
Estimated words: 178688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 893(@200wpm)___ 715(@250wpm)___ 596(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 893(@200wpm)___ 715(@250wpm)___ 596(@300wpm)
Finally, Everleigh speaks up. “You were legally married to someone else before the wedding?”
“Yes, that way I could get Robert to sign the deed over to me, and I didn’t have to actually marry him.
“That’s fucking brilliant!” Katie squeals. “You played him! I should’ve thought of that.”
“Wait!” Everleigh shouts between Katie and me laughing. “Who’d you marry?”
“Well, it’s someone I know you’ll both like…” I tease.
“Ruby?” Katie shouts.
I snort and make a mental note to have Tyler call her later. “No!”
Tyler’s dying next to me, trying his hardest to keep quiet.
“Oh my God…” Everleigh drawls out. “Did you marry my brother?”
“Hey, sis,” Tyler says.
“Holy shit!” Katie shrieks. “You and Tyler got married? No fucking way…”
“Are you serious?” Everleigh’s voice shakes, and I can tell she’s nearly in tears.
“Yep. He helped me come up with the whole plan. Got Robert out of town for a couple of days to get my shit back, put up security cameras, and scammed him into giving me the property.”
“That’s some genius shit right there,” Katie says.
“Are you guys staying married? Or…what’s going on?” Everleigh asks.
Tyler and I look at each other with stupid grins on our face. “We sure are,” Tyler responds. “I’m moving in with Gemma, and we’re starting our life together.”
“I have goose bumps!” Katie squeals.
“I’m so happy for you guys!” Everleigh’s full-on crying. “And how dare you not tell me this beforehand! For two miserable fucking weeks, I had to watch my best friend make the worst decision of her life, and there was nothing I could do. I’d hate you both right now if I wasn’t so damn happy you’re finally together.”
“Sorry, we had to keep it a secret so there was no way Robert would catch wind of it before he signed on Monday.”
“Then I kept her hostage for two days to…” He pauses, waggling his brows at me, but I shake my head at him to keep his mouth shut.
“Yeah, yeah. To bang each other’s brains out.” Everleigh groans.
We talk and laugh for the next ten minutes before we end the call. I’m so happy, my heart feels like it’ll burst out of my chest.
“Who should we call next?” he asks.
“What about your friends Liam and Maddie?”
“Hmm.” He ponders it for a moment. “How would you feel about telling them in person? Maybe over Christmas?”
I instantly perk up. “I’d absolutely love that, Mr. Blackwood.”
“It’s no Hawaiian honeymoon, but I promise to give you everything you deserve. Including a real wedding ring.” He rubs over my bare ring finger.
“Being your wife is all I ever wanted,” I say truthfully. “The rest is just a perk.”
Our lips collide, and I taste the wine we had with dinner tonight. “I love you, Mrs. Blackwood.”
“I love you more.”
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
TYLER
SIX WEEKS LATER
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whisper into Gemma’s ear as she curls into my chest. The sunrise is barely over the horizon, but today, we’re flying to Sacramento to visit Liam and Maddie for a week. They have no idea Gemma’s joining me or that we’re married.
Maddie’s gonna lose her shit.
I’m excited to see both them and the kids.
“It’s too early,” she mutters. “And cold. You’re nice and hot. Keep me warm.” She slides her palm down my stomach and inside my boxer shorts. I chuckle, knowing exactly where it’s going to lead.
“We don’t have time, baby,” I warn when she brushes her fingers along my half-erect shaft. “You didn’t finish packing last night.”
“Mmm…I can throw some sweaters and jeans in a suitcase within two minutes.”
My chest rumbles with laughter because there’s no way she’ll do that. It’s taken her a week to pick the three outfits she managed to pack.
“You know we won’t be able to fool around when we’re there, so we need to before we go.”
“Gemma, I literally heard them banging every single night when I was there. Trust me, us going at it in their spare room would be payback. Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, we should do it just so I can finally get even.”
She laughs before sliding her leg over mine and straddling my waist. “So let’s have a practice quickie. Lord knows you haven’t mastered that yet.”
“Wouldn’t most wives appreciate that?” I arch a brow, grabbing her hips as she rocks on top of me.
“Of course, but sometimes, there’re only ten minutes to spare, and you’re more of a…teaser and pleaser.”
I snort, then groan as she moves her panties to the side and rubs her pussy along my cock.
“Alright, if you want fast and dirty, I can do that.”
She lifts slightly, giving me enough room to grip my dick and slip it inside her entrance. Bending my knees, I thrust up hard and deep, squeezing her breast with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. I keep up my pace until she’s gasping and hanging on by a thread.