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“You’remydemanding, controlling, loving asshole,” she whispered. “Those are only a few of the things I love about you.”

“And here I thought you only wanted me for the sex.” My lips curved down into a pout.

“Oh, I definitely want that.” She slithered her body against mine, driving me nuts, like always.

“Can we skip to the wedding night?” I groaned as I nuzzled my nose into the soft skin on her neck, inhaling her scent.

“And miss seeing you all handsome in a monkey suit? Not a chance.” She threaded her fingers through my hair.

The officiant cleared his throat, his disapproving eyes on me. “We welcome everyone here today…”

* * *

Iheld Devlynn in my arms as we swayed on the dance floor at the reception an hour later. The wedding had gone off without a hitch, much to our mothers' pleasure.

I didn't care about any of the hoopla, only her. Devlynn made me so fucking happy, and I owed her everything. She was my entire fucking heart. Sometimes it seemed like the waves were crashing and the stars were falling all for us. I couldn't wait to be with this woman forever.

I’d almost lost her once, and that had haunted me for years.

I pulled her tighter against me as we danced, engulfing her with my body, reassuring myself she was here, this was real, and we were each other’s forever.

Devlynn pressed her body against mine, her eyes flashing before she stretched on her toes and whispered in my ear. She pulled away, eyes twinkling as an entertaining smile lifted her cheeks with her little surprise reveal.

I pulled away, my mouth dropping in shock as I processed her words. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she watched me.

“How about a few words from the groom?” The DJ chose that moment to press a mic into my hands.

Was it all planned?

I sucked in a few deep breaths as Devlynn watched me. Her curves were perfectly encased in all that lace, her soft waves curling around one shoulder and begging for my fingers, and those beautiful lips turned up into a sexy smirk. She'd gotten one over on me, that was for damn sure.

I shook my head and ran my hand over my face. “Sorry. Devlynn’s just…dropped a bit of a bomb on me. Apparently, my wife is…we’re expecting a baby.”

Tears burned behind my eyelids as I struggled to hold back the overwhelming emotion. I thrust the mic back into the DJ’s hands as guests cheered. I blocked everything out except her dark gaze locked on me.

I pulled her into my arms, held her tightly, lifted her off her feet, and kissed her like she was my reason.

My reason for breathing.

My reason for living.

My reason for it all.

My life began with her, and it would end with her and our baby.

“I love you so fucking much,” I muttered against the soft flesh of her neck.

“I love you too,” she whispered.

My heart clenched in my chest, and tears pooled in my eyes. I ran one hand up her red waves and inhaled her soft scent. “I can’t wait to get you home and show you how happy I am.”

“I think that’s what got us here in the first place, Brooks.”

“Princess…”

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