“It’s just cold.”
“What a bad liar you are.” He tweaked her nipple at the same time he sucked on the side of her neck. She’d never understood the appeal of hickeys—until Gavin had given her one. Now she enjoyed them a little too much for an adult woman.
He whispered words against her ear, making her blush and her body heat up further. When he pushed her jeans down and his fingers delved below the elastic of her panties, she could’ve cried with joy. But he only danced his hand across her sex. When she tried to get him to touch her where she needed him most, he just chuckled, the jerk.
He played and petted her, giving her only a taste of what she wanted. Frustrated, she cupped his hardened length and squeezed. Gavin hissed in a breath, his eyes turning dark.
“You’re playing with fire,” he rasped.
“Well, I’ll be cliché and say that I want to get burned.”
Gavin kissed her hard. They undulated their bodies against each other, needing that friction but not quite getting it. Soon they were tearing off their clothes, their things flying in every which way.
Gavin pulled Kat on top of him, his cock pressing against her. He tugged on her nipples.
“Perfect,” was all he said.
Kat was already wet and open, and she slid onto his cock with a relieved breath. Gavin bucked under her. Both of them were already close to the edge. Leaning over him, Kat began to grind slowly, loving the way his pelvis brushed her clit while his cock filled her completely.
“I love you,” she said, digging her fingers into his shoulder.
“I love you.” He gripped her hair. “So much.”
Kat closed her eyes, feeling the orgasm creeping into her. And then it burst inside of her. She buried her face against Gavin’s shoulder to stifle the sound. When she began to shake, he grunted, his own release pushing through him.
He kissed her until her lips felt bruised, his cock still inside of her. God, she loved this man. She’d never known love like this, and she was so grateful that they’d managed to find each other in this crazy world.
Gavin pulled a blanket of them both as Kat snuggled into him. After some minutes of silence, he said, “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about how pretty you look when you tell me that you love me.”
Gavin snorted, and Kat laughed, and he then proceeded to show Kat exactly how a pretty man like him could love her.
Now, sitting with Joy at her wedding on Christmas Eve, Kat reflected that she’d never been happier than she had been these past two months. The Incident aside, she’d fallen in love with Gavin Danvers even more than she had before, if that was possible. He’d done everything in his power to make up for turning her away, and she’d let him. She smiled, thinking of how he’d made things up to her just this morning.
“What are you smiling about?” Joy looked at her in the mirror, where she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. Unsurprisingly, she wore a dress that wasn’t remotely traditional: instead of white, she wore a creamy pink gown with flowers trailing down the back, like a waterfall of petals. It brought out the peachy creaminess of her skin, and Kat rather thought she looked like a queen wearing it. She didn’t wear any jewelry except the engagement ring on her finger, which would soon have a wedding band added to it.
“I’m just so happy to finally see you and Adam get married and stop living in sin,” Kat quipped.
Joy rolled her eyes. “Takes one to know one. Besides, there was no way I was marrying Adam without planning the wedding I wanted. He would’ve run to the courthouse if I’d said yes.”
Kat smiled. “Gavin said the same thing to me.”
“Did he ask you?” Joy whirled to face her. “Kat Williamson, don’t play with me! Are you engaged?”
She could only nod, and Joy squealed with delight. But seeing that her left hand was bare, Joy made a face.
Kat couldn’t help but laugh. “He kind of asked me without planning the rest of it. But don’t worry, I’m getting the biggest ring out of him I can.”
“Good. You deserve it.” Joy stood up and hugged her, and Kat suddenly fought tears. “I’m so glad you’re part of the family now, Kat.”
So was Kat. Gavin hadn’t been the only one to overcome his fears: Kat had as well. She’d realized she’d kept herself alone to avoid getting hurt, but Gavin had shown her that, for love, the risk was always worth it.
The door opened, and Grace entered. She wore the silvery bridesmaid dress that Kat also wore, and her blonde hair was piled on top of her head. She looked absolutely radiant, and Kat had to wonder if Grace Danvers had a secret of her own.
“Adam wanted me to ask if you were ready,” Grace asked.
Joy raised an eyebrow. “And you can ask him if he’s ready.” Then she smiled. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
Grace practically bounced on her toes, and Kat eyed her. Was she touching her abdomen more often than usual, or was she imagining things? She bit her lip to keep from smiling too obviously as she asked, “Does Jaime know?”
Grace’s head whipped toward her, her fingers pressing against her stomach. When Joy noticed the gesture, she gasped. “Grace Danvers!” Joy breathed. “Tell me right now what’s going on!”
Grace blushed and sat down beside them, and they huddled together as a group. “I just found out this past week. I told Jaime last night.” If it was possible, she blushed harder. “I’m pregnant.”
The sound they all made together was enough to wake the dead. Joy hugged Grace so hard that she rumpled her gown, and Grace’s hair was in danger of falling from its pins. Kat hugged her as well.
“Congratulations. How did Jaime take it?” Kat asked.
“He’s still kind of
