Page 74 of Reforming Hunt
Her orgasm hit, and she clung to Hunt. He followed her a second later, thrusting inside her and moaning out his release.
When his breathing calmed down, Hunt lifted his head. “Damn, that was too fast. Round two?”
Epilogue
At their second wedding, Hunt’s bride wore pale pink. “You look beautiful,” he said, and kissed his wife.
They’d just said their vows and walked down the narrow yacht aisle, and though Hunt’s vows the first time around had been sincere, his vows the second time held more meaning.
Hunt and Abby were in it for life, and he couldn’t be happier.
“Why thank you, husband,” Abby said as she cradled her round tummy. “The baby kicked through the entire ceremony. I think it knew we were on a boat on the lake for the first time.”
Hunt touched his wife’s six-month-round belly. Abby had wanted to wait a year or two before they had a child, but nature and hormones took over. “Smart kid. Little does he know, we’ll be spending a lot more time on the lake in the future. Like, for the rest of his life.”
“Smile for the camera!” the wedding photographer said, and Abby and Hunt grinned, his arm protectively holding her waist.
Abby’s mouth twisted. “These are my only wedding pictures, and I’m the size of a hot air balloon.”
Hunt winced. “I forgot to hire a photographer for the first wedding. But just think, our son is in all of these pictures. He’ll love that.”
A spark lit her eyes. “You keep referring to the baby as a boy.”
He leaned over and kissed her lips. “That’s because I want a girl, but since my parents had all boys, I’m sure I’ll be equally cursed.”
“Cursed,” she scoffed.
“Very generously cursed,” he amended.
“What does that even mean?”
Married only a few minutes and he was already working his way into the doghouse. “You’ve seen how me and my brothers are together.”
“Loving, yes, I’ve seen.”
Hunt gave her a look. “Not exactly how I’d characterize my relationship with my brothers, but okay. Anyway, if you and I have a son, the genetics are not in our favor. I’m not sure your beauty and brains could outmatch male Cade sperm and their need for dominance.”
“Your brother had a girl,” she pointed out.
“Yeah.” He rubbed his chin. “That was an odd occurrence. I’m sure it won’t happen again.”
The photographer set up to take another picture, and Hunt turned them in that direction.
“Well,” she said, “you’d be wrong. We’re having a girl.”
Hunt’s jaw dropped and he stared at his smiling wife beside him.Snap. Snap. Snap.The photographer caught the moment.
“What?” he said.
“Did you not wonder about the color of my dress?”
He glanced down. “It’s pink. I thought you were going for the second-marriage-off-white color thing.”
“Yes, but pink?” Her eyes twinkled.
“But…how?”
Abby waved to their guests across the yacht they’d rented for the wedding. They’d told everyone it was a second celebration of their love. The guests were also waiting for them to hurry up and finish taking pictures. “I imagine it was one of the hundreds of times you woke me in the middle of the night or in the morning before Noah woke or after Noah went to bed to—”
