Page 40 of The Bet

Rich

Three months later, I watch as my gorgeous, sinfully sweet bride walks down the aisle in a flowing white gown with a tight top that cups her breasts.

I can’t wait for the wedding to be over so I can sink into her delicious body. There’s no denying I’m addicted to her.

While some people might question the speed of our marriage, I don’t care. Once I had her in my arms, I never intended to let her go.

As I raise her veil, she smiles. Her eyes hold such adoration that I nearly fall to my knees and thank God for giving me the perfect gift – one I might not deserve, but fuck if I’m going to let her go. “You’re beautiful.”

“So, are you.” Her eyes glisten with unshed tears.

Despite what I always thought, she isn’t just sweet. She’s also strong. I love how she stands up for herself and what shebelieved in – like taking on Kameron, even if misguided, and confronting Tabitha. I’m proud of her strength.

And in the bedroom. Well, we rarely make it there. The floor, sofa, kitchen counters, and walls we’ve happened to find are sufficient for our needs. And I’m not as rough as I thought I was. She’s turned me into a pile of sappy emotions.

As the minister pronounces us husband and wife, I claim her mouth, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind who she belongs to.Finally, no one can take her away from me.When she whimpers, I pull her against my hard body and dive my tongue into her heat.

“Enough, man, your grandmother is going to have a heart attack.” Tony hits me.

“Sorry.”I’m not sorry at all.I pull back and wink at Chloe.

“Don’t forget what you were doing.”

“Have I ever forgotten?”

Chloe shudders forcefully. “Nope. Thank God.”

As we walk up the aisle as husband and wife, I nod to our friends and family. It’s a wonderful day. One I’ll never forget.

After we exit the main chapel, Chloe jumps up and wraps her arms around my neck. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“I love you.”

“I know that.” I smile at my wife.My wife. How did I get so lucky?

“I was breaking it to you gently. I love you, but you’re going to have to share me.”

“Oh, ménage? Male or female?”

“Shut up.” She rolls her eyes, leans over, and whispers, “we’re having a baby.”

“Chloe, that’s wonderful.” My eyes fill with tears. “Damn it. You’re going to run my mascara before the wedding pictures.”

Her face turns red from laughter. “God, I love you.”

“I love you too, Sugar. I can’t wait to see this perfect human being we’re creating.”

“The baby will be beautiful. Won’t it?” A tear slides down Chloe’s cheek.

“Son of a bitch, Dude. You’re already making her cry.” Tony ambles over to us and pats Chloe’s back. “What did he do to you, Sweetheart? You know, Daddy Tony will always be there for you if you need anything.”

“God, you’re ridiculous.” Jenna crosses her arms. “Does that shit actually work?”

“You want me to be your daddy?”

“Jackass.”

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