Page 191 of With Us

Luc dropped the fake dramatics. “I’m happy for you, too, boss. And I’ll get started on planning the bachelor party now. I’m sure that’s the most important job the best man has, right?”

“Who said you’re best man, Luca?”

He made a snort and rolled his eyes, picking up his coffee. “Yeah, right.”

“You havenothingplanned?” Mar asked suddenly, her outrage clear. “I know exactly how my wedding will be. Rainbow dresses, glitter tiaras, and a pony!”

“Lord, help me,” Tina muttered as Gabe laughed.

“That’ll be… beautiful,” Dahlia said. She glanced at me before looking back at Mar. “We don’t have anything planned, but I’m still pretty sure we’ll be havingtwoflower girls…”

Mar and Kat squealed, asking a million questions. When they realized Dahlia had meant it, and she had nothing planned, they began whispering their ideas to each other.

“This is going to be trouble,” Tina said, yet she smiled at her daughter’s antics. “So no date, no venue, and no even vague ideas? I have to second Mar’s outrage.”

“What about next winter?” Mom suggested. “A Christmas wedding would be magical.”

“No.” I shook my head. “Anything else Dahlia decides she wants for this wedding, it’s hers. But I’m not waiting almost a year to marry her. I’ve waited long enough.”

Dahlia leaned her body into mine. “I agree. We haven’t talked about what size wedding we want or any of the details. Once we know, it’ll be easier to pick a date. I don’t want it to be a stressful scramble to get things ready.”

Conversation continued as the pitchers of mimosas were dropped off.

“This couldn’t have come at a better time,” Dad said, his voice low.

“Why?” I asked.

“Your mom has been talking about redoing the living room and basement. She’ll be so distracted making your life hell with planning, no way will she have time to rip apart the house.”

“I heard that,” Mom snapped.

“Am I wrong?” Dad shot back.

She glared at him. “No. It’s not a good time to start such a big project.”

“See?”

“That’ll just give me time to think of more changes.”

Dad looked at me with exaggerated panic. “I take back what I said. Elope tomorrow.”

I made a thoughtful expression before Mom pointed at me. “Don’t you dare!”

Cazzo.

Dahlia

God, this is hot.

On my knees, I looked to the side and watched Theo’s cock disappear into my mouth. Well, as much of it as I could take. I glanced at him and saw his eyes locked on the mirror. His hand held my hair out of the way, setting a steady pace.

When Theo had said he’d be installing a mirror wall in his elevator, he hadn’t been messing around.

He’d kept me facing away from it as we’d taken the elevator up. When we neared his floor, he hit the emergency stop button. After he’d assured me there were no cameras and that security knew not to respond, I’d given him a smile and immediately dropped to my knees.

I knew it wouldn’t be long before we either traded places, or he was fucking me. With the visual, however, I was getting some extra time.

Sucking hard, I pulled back until I reached the head. I released him all the way, my tongue twirling the tip before he moved away.

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