Page 14 of Yours, Now and Always
Because these feelings? These big, what-do-I-even-do-with-this feelings? They’re not gentle. They’re not calm. They’re new.And I don’t know how to breathe through any of them without him.
“Fuck,” Gage growls, pulling back, finally ending the kiss even though the look in his eyes says he didn’t want to. “Fuck.”
“Yes,” is all I manage. Because feelings. Because no air. Because I just legally married a man who kisses likethatand makes promises with his entire body.
We’re still staring at each other like we’ve forgotten what comes next when both our phones explode. Three dings in a row. Then four more times in rapid succession.
I groan against Gage’s mouth. “This cannot be good. I am officially disowning my phone.”
He chuckles but it quickly turns into heat as his hand curves over my ass and he says, “You’re never disowning that phone. You need it to send me filth.”
Our phones just keep exploding andI want to throw them both away.
I reach for mine and take a quick peek, just to see if it’s who I think it is. Not to actually read the messages.
It is who I think.
And damn him, his opener makes me tap that group chat so fast I question everything about myself.
Tim
WELCOME TO THE INNER SANCTUM. New group chat activated: Gage & The Wedding Wolves. You’re all here because Amelia is being UNREASONABLE about letting me plan her wedding. So, I brought backup.
Tim
@Marin—you’re up. Save my sister from her own chill.
Tim
@Colin—you’re here for emotional regulation and veto power. Also snacks.
Tim
@Gage—you are the husband. Say something hot and supportive.
Tim
Also, please note the group rules.
Tim
1. No boring color palettes.
Tim
2. All theme suggestions must be delivered in meme format.
Tim
3. Gage, I expect full cooperation, or I will write my best man speech so it includes the phrase “sex collar.”
Tim
4. That’s it. I’m not a tyrant.
Colin
I hate this already.
