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“Jazzy-”

“No,” she snaps, turning to look at Jason. “I will agree to having extra security or changing the plans to ensure we are safe, but I will not hide away and let them ruin this for us.” She turns her attention back to me, and I see strength and power in her eyes as she stares deep into my soul. “We have worked so hard to have this happiness and to spend the rest of our lives married. I have spent my whole life with people taking everything from me, and I have had enough. They will not take the excitement and love we all deserve. I will be married to you all, and I dare anyone to try and stop me because they will fail, and that includes you too, Christian O’Reilly.”

I look at her for a moment, and my heart swells with pride. Every time I think she couldn’t make me prouder; she proves me wrong.

Threading my fingers into the hair at the back of her head, I kiss her hard, crushing her lips with mine. Jasmine kisses me back with just as much passion that when we finally separate, we are both short of breath.

“You are right, Sweetheart. You deserve this, and nobody will stop us from giving it to you.” Looking away from my amazing fiancée, I find my brothers watching us, looking as proud of our girl as I am. “Get Layton and Terry in here, and we can ensure she is as safe as possible without ruining her plans.”

Jason nods and pulls his phone out as I look deep into my girl's eyes again. I’ve been on edge about the hen party, especially with how everything ended on her twenty-first. But this time, we already had plenty of security in place. I think with a slight change of venue we will be able to ensure not only hers but everyone’s safety.

ChapterTwenty-Six

JASMINE

“I swear my body has never been this relaxed,” I hear Danielle sigh from somewhere within the hotel suite we are using to get ready. “We need to go back to that spa as soon as possible so I can have another full body massage.”

“Is it the massage you want to go back for? Or that god, Manuel?” Abbi asks.

“Well, if one comes with the other, who am I to say no?” I hear Danielle reply as the girls laugh.

I try not to giggle whilst putting another layer of mascara on my eyelashes. Danielle, Verity and Abbi are all in the main room getting ready while I hide in here.

Giving my makeup one last check, I step back and look at my outfit. Running my hands over my tight white lace dress, which hugs every one of my curves perfectly. I want nothing more than to send a picture to the guys so they can see how sexy I look and feel. But part of me wants to tease them as well. I smile to myself, knowing precisely what Christian would say about that.

“You trying to top from the bottom again, Sweetheart?” Maybe I am, and why not? As much as I love the guys taking control, I enjoy watching them squirm as I turn it back on them every now and again.

“Jaz, your phone is vibrating!” Verity calls. I give myself one last look in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom.

All three look at me and grin excitedly.

“Oh, Jaz, you look beautiful!” Abbie gushes as Verity fans her face whilst fluttering her eyelids.

“I’m going to ruin my eye makeup by crying!” she sniffs before rushing to me and throwing her arms around my neck. “You look like a real-life bride!”

“But a slutty one who knows how to get what she wants,” Danielle teases as I look over Verity’s shoulder. “And let's face it: you always get exactly what you want when it comes to the O’Reillys,” she winks as Abbi and I laugh while Verity looks shocked.

“Danielle! Jaz does not look like a slut!” she exclaims before looking at me, “But she’s not wrong about getting what you want,” she smirks before stepping back. She hands me my phone, and I remember her saying it was vibrating. Just as I’m looking at the screen, seeing I have a missed call, Layton knocks on the door and enters with his hand over his eyes.

“You are safe; we are all dressed,” I laugh as I pull up Christian’s number.

“Better safe than sorry,” Layton laughs. “Christian’s trying to call you-” he stops when he sees my phone against my ear and me pointing to it. “Well, be sure to point out I still told you,” he calls whilst walking out of the room.

“Hey, Sweetheart. You okay?” Christian answers. My heart races as it does every time one of them calls me terrified that something has happened to one of them. Even though they are sure all threats have been taken care of, I still can’t help worrying.

“I’m fine. Are you?” I ask, trying to keep the worry from my face and voice.

“I’m okay, Sweetheart, but I have to go deal with something. So, I won't be there when you get back tonight, sorry.” Disappointment courses through me. As much as I’m looking forward to tonight, I’m looking forward to the hot sex I have been promised afterwards. As much fun as I will have with the other three, it feels like Christian is missing more and more.

The guys have held back from anything sexual since my memories come back, but I have told them I’m ready and made a point of reminding them of that all day to be sure. I refuse for that psycho bitch to destroy another part of my life. I love sex; my four men make me feel amazing, and that is what I’m focusing on, nothing else.

“When will you be home?” I ask as I listen to Christian’s car engine.

“It will only be the one night, I promise. I will be home before you know it tomorrow. This should be the last thing I need to do before the wedding. So you will have my undivided attention until we return from our honeymoon.”

“Really?” I ask excitedly.

“Absolutely,” I can hear the smile in his voice and find myself squealing excitedly. I don’t think we have had more than a few days together without him having to leave for something work-related since we came home from the two weeks at the villa after I was kidnapped.

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