Surrender (Coastal Elite #4) Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Insta-Love, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Coastal Elite Series by Sam Mariano
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Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
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Epilogue

Sophie

I’m towel-drying my hair after a shower, trying my best not to be frazzled in the last of my solitary moments for the day when I’m startled by the sound of someone pounding on the door to my bridal suite.

My eyes widen, and I walk over to it, but before I can say anything, my future husband’s voice rumbles, “Let me in.”

I lean close to the door and call back playfully, “Who is it?”

“You know who it is.”

“Hmm… nope.”

“It’s the only man who better be trying to get in your dressing room when you’re half naked. Now, open the damn door.”

“Isn’t it bad luck to see the bride on the wedding day?”

“If I believed in superstitions, I wouldn’t have given you a cursed ring. Now, let me in before I break down the damn door.”

I crack a smile and open the door to my bridal suite so Silvan can step inside. “So beastly,” I say with playful reprimand.

“Just the way you like me.”

I’m not dressed yet, but I’m fresh from a shower, wearing a white satin robe as I wait for my wedding entourage to show up.

Silvan smiles down at me like I’m the most gorgeous creature to ever exist. He slides his arms around my waist and pulls me close. “There’s my beautiful bride.”

I smile and lock my arms around his neck. “There’s my handsome groom.”

“What do you say we blow this whole thing off and go find a soft surface I can fuck you on instead?”

I cover his mouth with my hand. “Silvan, you can’t say that word in a church.”

He moves his mouth, keeping his gaze locked on me. Rather than move my hand, he grabs it and kisses the sensitive skin along my inner wrist.

My stomach flutters.

Other parts of my body feel fluttery, too.

He makes it so hard not to fuck him.

These damn pregnancy hormones aren’t helping matters.

I sigh and hug him, needing not to look at his stupid handsome face. “Be gone, beast. I have a wedding to get ready for. You can’t ravish me until later.”

“That’s quitter talk,” he murmurs, kissing my forehead.

I smile and tip my head to look up at him. “What did you need?”

He frowns, uncomprehending.

My eyebrows rise. “The urgent matter which required me opening the door to my private bridal sanctum and letting you inside?”

“Oh. Nothing. I just missed you.”

My heart gives a little and I lean up to give him a kiss. “I’m really glad I’m marrying you, you know that?”

He locks his arm around my waist to keep me close and leans in, his lips lingering near mine. “You better be,” he teases.

The door opens and several girls I hardly know all come in together. They’re girlfriends of Silvan’s friends. Since they’ll constitute Silvan’s side of the wedding party, I just invited the girlfriends to be mine. I don’t have any close friends other than Silvan, so there was no one I really needed to ask.

I thought about asking Kendra since she is sort of the one who introduced us, but when I bumped into her on campus and told her I was engaged, she looked at me like I’d lost my damn mind.

Which is fair.

Still, not the energy I wanted at my wedding.

Luckily, Silvan’s friends have a whole team of enablers. Right now, Harley Quinn is leading the charge, hauling my wedding dress over her shoulder.

I guess I should call her Aubrey now, but they’ll always be Harley and Joker to me.

“Whoa, you’re not supposed to be in here,” she says, cocking an eyebrow at Silvan.

“He’s a dirty rotten rule-breaker,” I tell her.

She nods. “I know the type. You can break all the rules later, buddy. We’ve got a bride to build.”

Silvan smirks and reluctantly lets me go. “I guess I’ll have to share you today, huh?”

I nod and give him one last pre-wedding kiss. “It’ll be good practice for parenthood.”

He holds me for a moment longer when I try to pull back and murmurs against my lips, “I guess I’ll do it, but I don’t have to like it.”

I roll my eyes at him and give him one last kiss, then I shoo him out the door.

Once my groom has been banished from the bridal suite, I head back over to Aubrey. She’s talking to one of the other girls about a photo they should pose me for. The photographer will be here in a few minutes to get shots of me getting ready for Melanie’s photo album.

“We’re sure this fits, right? We don’t need to send anyone out for emergency shapewear?”

I shake my head. “I haven’t gained any weight yet. We should be good.”

Aubrey and I aren’t friends, exactly, but it’s not because we don’t like each other. It’s because both of our boyfriends are god-awful at giving up time with us.

When we got back from New Hampshire and Silvan was leaving me home one night so he could go meet Dare, I asked if I could tag along.


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