Page 54 of Our Big White Lie
Oh, hell. The fire in Tori’s eyes was… wow. Yeah, I had definitely missed the clue bus when it came to my attraction to her, but I was onboard now.
And then I remembered where we were and what we were doing.
“So… do you think we should get married for real?” I asked. “Or go through the motions tomorrow and then see how things go?”
Tori gazed at the venue for a moment, unaware of how the warm light pouring out through the windows lit up her gorgeous face and picked out golden highlights in her hair. When she turned to me again, that light added a beautiful spark to her pretty blue eyes. “Do you think we need to wait?” She shrugged. “Because I think we’re the only ones who didn’t know we’ve been practically married all this time?”
A rush of humor, love, and certainty almost knocked me off my feet. “Let’s do it. We’ll do the wedding tomorrow, and then quietly do the legal thing next week or whatever.”
Any worries I had about doing that impulsively fled when she smiled that sweet, adorable smile. “Okay! Let’s do it!”
I laughed as I pulled her in. Just before our lips met, though, I paused.
“What’s wrong?” Her expression went serious. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, but…” Heat rose in my cheeks, but I managed to get the words out even as I had to fight a smile: “Does this… Does this mean our first time will be on our actual wedding night?”
The laughter pouring out of her cemented the reality that I was stupidly in love with this woman. She was just so beautiful, and that smile lit up the whole evening.
Sliding her hands up my waist, she gazed at me with dancing eyes. “I guess it will be. So we should probably go easy on the champagne, huh?”
My spine tingled. Oh, I would definitely be going easy on the champagne. I wanted to remember everything tomorrow… including our wedding night.
“Easy on the champagne,” I murmured, drawing her in. “Got it.”
Then we were kissing again, her soft lips making my knees weak. The thought of taking her to bed had me dizzy. I kind of wanted to go home tonight and finally find out what sex with her was like, but we’d waited this long. What was one more day so we could experience each other for the first time on our wedding night? I wasn’t sentimental about virginity or anything, and we’d both had plenty of girlfriends, but there was just something sweet and romantic about it this time. About Tori being my wife the first time we slept together.
Yeah, I could wait one more night.
Footsteps on concrete made me break the kiss and turn, and I looked just in time to see Marco coming around the corner. His face was full of concern, but as soon as he saw us, relief charged in.
“Are you two…?” He gestured at Tori, then me.
I laughed and looked at the woman I loved. “Yeah. Yeah, we are.”
“Jesus Christ—finally!”
We both faced him.
“What?” I asked.
“Oh, please.” He waved his hand as he came closer. “I’ve been telling this dork for years to just get together with you already.”
I faced Tori. “He has?”
She blushed bright and shrugged. “I… probably should’ve listened.”
“Probably.” Marco scoffed and gathered us both into a group hug, making us squeal with laughter as we tried to pull away. “Youprobablyshould’ve listened.”
“You’re such a jerk!” Tori said through her laughter. “You justhaveto say ‘I told you so,’ don’t you?”
“Obviously.” He let us go, but his expression turned surprisingly serious. “I really did want to make sure you were both okay, though. And I’m glad you’re on the same page.”
“We are,” I said. “Finally.”
Marco smiled. “Good. So we’re still…?” He nodded toward hotel.
My heart went wild. “Yeah. And we’re going to mean it this time.”
