“What?”
“That you marry me again next weekend. Just so I can fuck you like this in another country.”
I roll my eyes. “You are unwell.”
His eyes turn that intense shade of darkI live for. “No. I’m in love.”
And there it is.
The full, raw weight of it.
Of him.
Of us.
Of what it means to be chosen like this.
Gage doesn’t just love me.
He claims me.
Every time.
Every breath.
Every look.
And I claim him too.
Every time.
Completely. Fiercely. His.
Now and always.
CHAPTER 33
THE WEDDING WOLVES
Tim
AMELIA. Are you WALKING today or do you need a GoFundMe for hip replacement surgery?
Colin
Can’t we just ask if they’ve seen the Northern Lights like normal people??
Marin
Wait. Did the embargo lift?? Are we officially in the “he got fed” phase of the honeymoon?
TIM
Phase?? This man has entered a full-body religious experience. I’m surprised Iceland isn’t tilting.
Colin
OH MY GOD. I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF THEY WENT DOGSLEDDING. NOT DOGGY STYLE.