I reacted to her fingertips on my skin. “No. My only regret right now is that we aren’t headed straight to France.”
She squirmed under my hands. “And miss the wedding?”
“We can go to others.” My hands massaged her lower back.
“I’m not missing it, or the chance to see you and Grey in tuxes at the same time. It’s like a unicorn sighting. That’s probably only going to happen once…” She stopped, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
I brushed my mouth over hers. “Or twice,” I growled. I kissed her hard. I wanted her to know I wouldn’t let her down. I would be there for her. I would love her. Make love to her. Fight with her. Make up with her. Kiss her when she needed to be kissed. Hold her when she had one of those days. Laugh with her. Cry with her when she couldn’t hold it together anymore. Share secrets. Share life. Damn it, I wanted her to know I loved her every way I knew how to love.
I smiled, folding her into my arms. Yes, the
re was only one way this was going to go from the beginning. Somewhere between the Cove and that sandy stretch of beach to the Palm, I had landed the deal of my life. An unexpected, earth-shattering deal.
The car deposited us on the tarmac next to the jet. I helped Sydney out of the car and led her up the staircase.
She looked around. “This is going to be amazing. I can’t believe we have our own plane.”
“You have no idea.” I ordered two glasses of champagne.
The flight attendant placed them on the table in front of us. We waited for the pilot to finish his pre-flight checks before we could leave Texas.
“I bet Eden is crazy nervous right now,” Sydney tilted the glass to her lips.
“Yeah, probably so.” I didn’t know what brides did the day before their weddings.
“What time do we land?” she asked.
“We’ll be there by two. Plenty of time before the rehearsal dinner.”
Her smile changed. I saw the way her eyes shifted to the door behind us. “Didn’t you promise me a proper introduction to private flying?” Her lips parted, her teeth edging over her lip enough to drive me crazy.
I looked around for the flight attendant. “Right now? Before we take off?”
She unbuckled her seat belt, crossing in front of me. Her hand trailing over my legs. “Let’s see if we can time it just right.” She winked. “Coming?”
And I knew then.
God help me, I was going to marry this woman.