Page 220 of Wild Card

“You don’t need to imagine it, baby, it’s happening.”

“I believe you, honey.” She peers at me with so much trust, I want to hold her forever, protecting her from ever feeling unworthy again.

My phone vibrates in my chest pocket and she pulls it out, a little sigh escaping. “Our absence has been noticed.”

“Don’t fucking care.”

She wiggles off my dick, glancing around. “Where did you throw my panties?”

“Are you referring to the scrap of material held together by string?”

“They aren’t that skimpy.”

I raise an eyebrow.

She stands, giggling. “Okay, they may be risqué, but not much would go under this dress.”

“Which is why it’s getting destroyed.” I reluctantly hand her the piece of lace.

I rearrange my pants and stand, taking her hand.

She leans into me as I lead us back to the reception.

“I need to pop in here.” She releases my hold and points to the restroom.

“Why?”

Her eyes widen. “Are you seriously questioning me about using the bathroom? Do I need to explain how gravity works? You may like me being full of you, but it’s not very comfortable right now.”

Before I can argue, she pushes me gently and disappears behind the door.

When she returns, I beat back the urge to haul her straight to my truck.

“Don’t even think about it,” she warns.

“What?”

“Whatever you’re thinking. I can see it in your eyes.”

“Not apologizing for wanting to take you home. We’ve been doing this wedding shit for two days.”

“It’s my first time as a bridesmaid. I’m not bailing early.”

Two bodies flash by us with a high-pitched squawk. Addie and Carson take hold of Willow’s arms, yanking her away.

“Rowan’s stalled as long as possible. It’s time.”

“Time for what?”

“Bouquet toss,” they answer in unison.

She freezes, wrenching them to a halt. “I’m not going out there.”

“Yes, you are. We all know it’s between you and Shayla who’s next. Addie and I have our money on you,” Carson rationalizes hurriedly.

“You have money on me?”

“There’s a pool going and we’re set to win five hundred dollars. Get your ass out there and fight for that bouquet.”

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