Page 69 of His Secret Virgin
Chapter 28
Emma
Running my hand over the red brick exterior of the Centennial Hotel in Concord, the place our love affair had started, I couldn’t believe I had a new last name—and a husband to go with it.
Christopher held my hand as we walked into the lobby. “It seems only fitting to spend our first night as a married couple in the same room where we first made love.”
“I totally agree.” For once, everything felt right in the world, and that gave me a confidence I’d never had before.
No longer little Emma Hancock, being Mrs. Christopher Taylor gave me an inner strength I didn’t know I had. I had a partner now for life. Someone who’d be there for me, and who I’d get to be there for, any time things got rough. Looking at the wedding ring on my left hand, I sighed and then rested my head on my husband’s shoulder.
Husband!
That sounded so cool to me.
Like a whirlwind, we’d driven straight to Concord, completed the proper paperwork, and then found ourselves a justice of the peace to make our relationship legal and binding. Now our critics would have a heck of a time trying to separate us—they’d have to contend with the law now, too.
Even with all that, I knew our loved ones wouldn’t take things as well as we would’ve liked them to. Our relationship wasn’t going to be well-received by many, and we were getting used to that fact.
As we approached the desk clerk in the lobby, I got ready for the odd looks we’d get from the staff. Christopher smiled at the attendant as she greeted us.
“Hello, welcome to the Centennial. Do you have a reservation with us?”
“I made one just a short time ago. I’ve reserved the Governor’s Suite for Mr. and Mrs. Christopher Taylor.” He held up my left hand to show her my gorgeous rings. “We’ve just gotten married.”
“Well, congratulations,” she said as she smiled. I was surprised to get such a positive reaction, but pleasantly so.Maybe not everyone will see our marriage as an oddity.
“Thank you,” I said as I smiled back at her. “We actually spent our first night together in that room. That’s why we came back here for our honeymoon.”
Christopher put his arm around me, then kissed my cheek. “Of course, I’m taking my wife on a real honeymoon after this.”
“Of course,” the clerk said. “So, let’s get you newlyweds to your room then.”
A few minutes later, Christopher had me in his arms, carrying me over the threshold and into the room where it had all began. “Here we are again, baby.”
The bellboy put down the one bag we’d brought with us. “Congratulations, guys. You have fun now.” He closed the door, leaving us alone and smiling at one another.
“I can’t believe this,” I whispered.
“Believe it, Mrs. Taylor.” He kissed me, making my head even lighter. “I love you more than you will ever know.”
Laying my head on his broad shoulder, I said, “And I love you so much, you’ll never have any reason to doubt it.”
On the way here, we had stopped at a department store where Christopher bought us a couple of changes of clothing. We’d left his house with nothing but the shirts on our backs after all.
Our attire didn’t speak to the wealth Christopher had. I had on a simple white dress and flats to match, and he had on jeans and a button-down shirt and sneakers. As I looked in the mirror at our reflections, I laughed.
His lips grazed up my neck as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. “What’s so funny?”
“It’s just that I’ve just married a billionaire, but we look like we bought our clothes from the discount store down the street.” I ran my hand over the dress as Christopher unzipped the back of it.
He pushed the dress off my shoulders, sending it into a puddle on the floor. “We did buy clothes from a discount store down the street. But only to save time.” His hands moved around my body to cup my breasts.
I covered his hands with mine. “You know what, sexy? I wouldn’t care if you didn’t have a dime. I would still love you just as much.”
His eyes met mine in the mirror. “I know that. You’ve never shown me even once that you were after my money. You’ve always loved me for me, and that’s part of what stole my heart.”
As his hands moved to run over my stomach, I thought about some of the things that had made me fall in love with him. “I fell in love with the way you treated me like your equal, instead of like a kid.”
