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“No…I forced your hands on the lady bits. I’m packed for Utah.”

“Are you really?”

“I even brought my cute boots.”

His smile lines deepen. “I packed for the Bahamas.”

“Well, repack. We’re going to Utah.”

“Why?”

“Because I lost.” I reach up and run my hand through his dark hair that’s already dry from the tub. “And because I love you. We should go there.”

“I love you. We should go to the Bahamas.”

“We’re arguing in the middle of our sexfest.”

He quirks a grin. “So does that make us peas and carrots again?”

I pull him down to my lips. “We’re good together.”

“But we should shut up so we can get to dessert.”

“Mmmhmm.”

He takes my hands, holds them over my head, and settles on top of me.

“All right, Mrs. Wangford. This time when I take you to the stars, remember to say my name and not some fruit’s.”

I laugh, and he groans as my muscles lock around him. And he lets me taste all the treats in Chocolateville. Four more times.

Chapter 38

We don’t catch a flight the next morning. We never make it out of the hotel.

Instead we wake up in each other’s arms, watch reruns ofFriends,and Landon calls the front desk and gets a room for the next week. We just need a hotel anyway, because the only sights we’re seeing are on each other.

Then we make love again, and one more time, then fight over who gets to open the biggest present when we get home.

I like this marriage thing, because it’s the best of all of us. We get to be the whole meal. The appetizer, the entrée, the luxurious dessert…

And yes, the peas and the carrots.

Epilogue

JULY

Landon

“This thing is impossible to pee on!” Liz shouts through the bathroom door. I chuckle and adjust my hat, trying my best to stay calm, but my heart’s beating clean out of my chest.

“You want me to come in and help you?” I joke. She’s gonna yell at me for it.

“Don’t you dare! And stop pacing outside the door. You’re making me nervous.”

“Let me in. I’ll push on your bladder.”

“Go wait on the bed!”

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