“Not over your shoulder like a caveman! Plus, we aren’t even married.”
I slap her ass playfully. “Who says I can’t caveman you over the threshold? I think this is perfect. There’s no getting away when you’re over my shoulder.”
She just laughs, wrapping her arms around my waist.
I carry her into the house and straight to our bedroom, then toss her down onto the mattress. She looks up at me with a sexy smile, her eyes dancing with happiness, her cheeks flushed from being over my shoulder. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I love you, Amos. So much.”
I crawl up her body, kissing her deeply. “I’ll never stop earning your love.”
Epilogue
Margo—Two Weeks Later
I look in the mirror, admiring the beautiful white dress I’m wearing. In case you’re wondering, it’s a wedding dress. Everything has been a whirlwind with Amos and me, including the whole wedding thing. We might’ve waited, but we both agreed to a quick wedding so that Alan would be able to experience the day while he’s still having more good days than bad.
“Oh, honey, you look gorgeous,” Trudy says tearfully.
“The dress is perfect,” my mom says in agreement with Trudy.
“No tears! I just spent an hour getting her face just right,” Lani shouts at the mothers.
I shake my head, my black curls bouncing. That’s the one thing Amos requested that my hair be left wild and free. It’s definitely wild, though Lani put some kind of cream in it that’s tamed the frizziness and made my curls look soft and beautiful.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Prue asks, giving me the same out she offered Lani before she walked down the aisle to Torin. “I can have the truck pulled around back, and we can bust you out of here.”
Ana slaps her arm. “Why are you so anti-marriage?”
Prue snorts, “Haven’t you seen how high the divorce rate is? Men are pigs.”
“You just wait, Pruette Olsen, one of these days you’re going to meet your match, and you’ll be eating your words,” Lani says.
“It’s time, ladies,” my dad says.
The wedding is small and brief. We opted to have just close family and friends. And six of those people make up our bridesmaids and groomsmen. Ana grouses as she holds Carson’s arm—we may have paired them on purpose, giving them a little push in the right direction… hopefully.
The officiant has us repeat our vows, and then Amos’ lips are on mine, and we are pronounced man and wife. The reception is just as small and intimate.
Amos drags me out to dance even though I can’t dance at all. Somehow, I manage to not step on his feet as he twirls me around the dancefloor. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?”
I can feel my cheeks heat with a blush. “Once or twice.”
“Then definitely not enough. You look phenomenal. All I can think about is flipping that skirt up and licking your hot little pussy until you’re screaming my name.”
“Yes, please,” I say without missing a beat. I’m ready to get this honeymoon started. We discussed having a baby, and I stopped taking my birth control… this is the first week I’m fertile, and I’m ready to start trying for a baby.
Amos throws me over his shoulder and starts carrying me out of the reception hall. “Amos! We can’t just leave.”
“Sure we can, and we are.”
There are woots and claps as he carries me off to our hotel suite. Everyone in the hotel laughs at my husband and me as he strides through the lobby and to the elevators. Inside the elevator, he sets me down long enough to lift me up so I’m hugging him with my thighs. He presses me to the wall and kisses me until there is no breath between us.
When the elevator dings, he carries me with his lips still on mine to our room. He fumbles with the room key for a second, but then he’s carrying me over yet another threshold wrong.
“Are you ever going to carry me over the threshold in a normal way?” I ask between kisses.
“No,” he growls. “I’m your caveman husband. I want you over my shoulder or over my cock when I carry you off to ravage.”
I giggle happily. “Who can argue with that logic.”
“I love you, wife of mine.”
“I love you too, husband. Now make love to me.”
And he does. Over and over until he’s certain he planted a baby in me. Only time will tell…
THE END
Find out what happens next for Amos and Margo. Get their bonus story here.
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About the Author
Rory Reynolds is a stay-at-home mom of two little monsters. She's a ravenous reader of romance and firmly believes that you can never have too many book boyfriends.
She writes feisty heroines, alpha heroes, and panty drenching smut with happily ever afters.
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