Page 33 of Pounded in the Patch
"Hello, husband," she says when she reaches me, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss to my lips.
Husband.
I'm never going to get tired of hearing that.
"Hello,wife," I reply, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Ready for your wedding present?"
Her eyes light up with curiosity and excitement. "You got me a wedding present? Luke, the winter wonderland wedding was already more than enough."
Oh, baby. You have no idea what I’ve done.
"The wedding was just the beginning," I tell her, taking her hand and leading her toward the edge of the reception tent. "I have something to show you."
"Luke Morrison," she says, using that tone that means she's both exasperated and charmed by me. "What did you do now?"
Built you another world. Created another adventure for us to share. Spent the last several months designing the perfect Christmas surprise.
"You'll see," I say, helping her into the warm winter coat I had specially made to go over her wedding dress. "But we need to take a little walk first."
She looks at me suspiciously but doesn't protest as I lead her away from the reception tent and toward the tree line. Snow is falling gently around us, creating a perfect winter wonderland atmosphere that makes everything feel magical and surreal.
Perfect timing, as always.
Even Mother Nature is cooperating with my plans tonight.
"Luke, where are we going?" Seraphina asks as we enter the forest, our footsteps crunching softly in the snow. "My dress is going to get ruined."
"Trust me," I say, squeezing her hand gently. "Your dress is going to be ruined by the time I’m done with you."
The thought goes straight to my cock, making it strain against my tux pants.
The forest is beautiful in the moonlight, the snow-covered branches creating a canopy of white lace above our heads. I've walked this path dozens of times over the past few months, supervising the construction, checking every detail, making sure everything would be perfect for this moment.
For her.
It'salwaysfor her.
"This is beautiful," Seraphina says, her breath creating small puffs of steam in the cold air. "But Luke, seriously, what's going on?"
"Do you remember what you said to me last Christmas?" I ask instead of answering directly. "About how you'd always wanted to get lost in a Christmas tree farm? About how romantic it would be to walk through rows of evergreens under the stars?"
She stops walking, turning to stare at me with wide eyes. "Luke. You didn't."
I did.
I absolutely did.
"I might have," I say with a grin, continuing to lead her through the forest. "We're almost there."
The excitement is practically vibrating through me now. I can see the glow through the trees up ahead—the thousands of lights I had installed throughout the tree farm, the magical candyland atmosphere I spent months creating.
She's going to love it.
"Luke, you are completely insane," Seraphina says, but she's laughing as she says it. "What am I going to do with you?"
Love me forever.
Sayyesto whatever adventure I plan next.
