Page 155 of Prince Charming

His love felt everywhere.

His hand may as well be between her legs, for all her body cared. Every time this man put his hands on her, something simple or meaningful, she folded to his will.

“I was thinking about how crazy I am about you.”

Big tough bikers needed affection too, she’d learned. They needed words of affirmation just as much as a woman needed them. And when she gave them to Tag, he came alive. And that made her happy.

He’s the only man to make her stomach butterfly flutter and her heart race. “I was thinking about how pretty you are.” He scoffed. “And how much I enjoy your body.” This time he grunted, “and love listening to you laughing. I especially love to watch you walking.”

“Walking? You little freak.” He teased.

She couldn’t help it. She was crazy for a Prince.

“Now give me a kiss because I have to rush to the club to help with the wedding venue things.”

Tag groaned. He was a typical man and hated to listen to anything to do with weddings. So cute. She kept him awake last night talking about flowers to torture him.

The kiss was scorching, and she almost,almostforgot all about helping Zara so she could stay home to seduce her man.

“There she is,” he gloated. “My hot little Russian.” Reluctant to leave him, she curled her arms around his neck to steal one more kiss.

It was when he walked her to the door, helping button up her coat like a sweet gentleman, did he tell her, “enjoy your wedding shit today, darlin’.”

“Oh, I will. There are lots of fun things to do.”

He winked. “And remember, it’ll be ours soon enough.”

Wait.

What?

WHAT?

Tag grinned, and all but pushed her out the door, patting her butt as he did.

“Tag! You mean… you mean our wedding? As in you and me getting married to each other?”

They hadn’t even talked about that yet.

They’d only been living together one month today!

Tag smirked like a devilish boy, leaning a shoulder in the doorway, watching her closely as he always did.

She ought to have known he’d drop something like this on her.

He always bided his time.

“We will have words about this when I get home later, baby boy.”

“It’s a done deal, darlin’.”

The most shocking thing of all was hownotscared she was for that kind of commitment. Knowing Tag as she did, she would guess he would ask her soon and she would say yes.

She would always say yes to him.

“Yes,” she agreed, eyes misting, looking at him standing there so tall and perfect for her, “it is.”

Marianna felt his eyes on her on the way to his truck. She’d recently got her license and thought herself, how did Paige say it? The bee’s feet… no, the bee’s knees, now she could drive everywhere.

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