Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“Faith—”
“What did you just say?” My dad’s voice was like grinding ice, his face paling as he cut my mother off. Slowly, as his eyes darted between us and then down to our clasped hands, I could see fury rising in his face.
“Ooooh no! No no no!” He started to bellow, wagging a finger as his jaw clenched. “Not a fucking chance! Not with this—”
“Dad,” I hissed sharply. “We already are. We’ve been married since Paris.”
My father went silent, his face aghast. My mother started to weep dramatically.
“Oh dear!”
“Mom! I love him, okay?” I said quietly, squeezing Cole’s hand. “I love him.”
“Goddamnit, Faith!” My father roared. “This man is a criminal! He’s a brute who—”
“Who was set up by assholes like you so you could steal what’s his? Is that what you were about to say?”
His face went ashen. “What? I— No, this— He—” my father sputtered, his face paling by the second as his eyes darted wildly.
“Faith, honey, whatever he’s—”
“I know, Dad,” I muttered. “I know everything.” I glanced meaningfully at my mother, and his face paled even more.
“For all of our differences, sir,” Cole growled, stepping forward. “I want to tell you both that your daughter is amazing, and that I’d lay my life down for—”
“You’ll lay down in prison when I’m done with you!”
Cole looked at him coolly. “I invite you to try.” He turned to my mother, smiling as he bowed. “Ma’am, it’s honor to meet you. Please know you’re welcome at my palace any time.”
“Goddamnit, Faith!” my father bellowed. “Get over here!”
“No, Dad,” I said quietly, stepping into Cole.
“We’re leaving! We’re going home right this inst—”
“I am home.”
Cole’s arm slid around my waist.
“Let’s go,” he whispered in my ear.
“Mom? Dad?” I smiled. “I love you both, but this is my life.”
And just like that, we turned, our hands slipped into each others, and we walked away.
My pulse thundered in my ears, and we were barely out of the ballroom and out into the palace gardens when I shrieked and just jumped into Cole’s arms. He chuckled, kissing me deeply as my arms flung around his neck.
“Did that seriously just happen?”
“It sure did.” He grinned at me. “Any second thoughts?”
“Little late for that isn’t it? Seeing as I’m already your wife?”
“Very, very true,” he murmured. “Pretty slick move on my part, I gotta say.”
I laughed kissing him. “So, now what?”
“Well I don’t know if you heard, but I’m actually a Prince, and heir apparent to the throne in the next few months.”
I made a big exaggerated show of dropping my jaw.
“You’re a Prince? A real Prince?”
“Hard to believe, isn’t it?”
I giggled, kissing him again.
“Do you also have a palace?”
“A huge one.” He grinned.
“Think I could move in?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Our lips crashed together again, this time slow, and deep, and passionately, until the rest of the world faded away.
“Damn, do I love my wife,” he whispered into my lips.
“And damn do I love my husband,” I said softly.
There was a mechanical whirring sound, and we glanced up to see a big helicopter with King Hayden’s royal crest on it slowly dropping out of the sky to land on Milton’s palace lawn.
“Ready to run off with me?”
“I think I technically already did that.”
“Well how about in this case, we take a helicopter ride back to my palace, I take you to my chambers, and make a real honest woman out of you.”
I beamed as I pressed my lips to his.
“I think I’d like that very much.”
And that was our escape. Us, Hayden and Callie, and — well, all of us. Eight people arrived at that wedding, and four head-over-heels couples left in that big helicopter as it lifted off of Milton’s lawn and flew away.
First I married him.
Then I ran from him.
And then I fell in love with him.
I slid into his lap as the helicopter flew into the sunset. Into the unknown, into the rest of our lives, and into our own happy ever after.
Epilogue
Faith
“I think we should get married.”
I giggle as we tumble into the backseat of the limo.
“I’m not sure if you remember, but, we are?”
Cole smirks. “Cute. Very cute.”
I shriek as he gives my ass a quick smack, sending heat blazing through me as he shuts the limousine door behind us.
“I meant a real wedding, like this one.”
That’s where we are. A “real” wedding, the joining of two of our friends who also came crashing together that day in Robling when Hayden ran off with Callie. Who exactly? Well, I wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.
But wedding or not, and as much fun as this, it’s fifteen minutes before the ceremony, and instead of sitting quietly with our friends, we’ve decided to do what we do best: sneak off somewhere and fuck each other’s brains out.
I jump into Cole’s lap, moaning as my legs spread around his hips and his hands slide up to my ass. I cup his face, kissing him deeply as he pushes my dress up, letting his hands slide over my bare skin. My hands slide down to his tuxedo shirt, pulling the buttons undone one by one and letting my fingertips trail over his muscled chest.