Page 89 of One Pucking Surprise
We stay like that for a moment, both of us catching our breath. Then he pulls out slowly, and I feel his release dripping from me. I turn to face him, a mischievous smile tugging at my lips as I trail my fingers down my body, touching myself before bringing my finger to my mouth.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he growls, pulling me into a kiss that leaves me dizzy. We tumble onto the bed together, and he pulls me on top of him, his arms wrapping around me as he kisses me deeply.
The peaceful moment is interrupted by a sudden realization. “Oh my God!” I yelp, pushing up from his chest. “We have to get ready for the wedding!”
Zach groans dramatically, his hands trailing down my back. “I’m perfectly fine staying right here.”
I swat at him, laughing as I climb out of bed. “You promised Wyatt you’d be there early. And Chloe will kill me if I’m late.”
He sighs but gets up, grabbing his pants as I head to the bathroom to freshen up.
Anhourlater,we’reat the wedding venue, the hotel buzzing with activity. Zach kisses me on the cheek before heading off to join Wyatt and the rest of the groomsmen. I take a deep breath, glancing at my clipboard to double-check the final details.
The hotel staff are pros, but I’m still a perfectionist. I walk through the space one last time, confirming the arrangements with the coordinator. The flowers are perfect, the seating chart is in place, and the ceremony setup is breathtaking.
“Everything looks amazing,” I tell the staff, giving them a grateful smile. “Thank you.”
With everything set, I join Chloe in the bridal suite. She looks stunning in her gown, her face glowing with happiness as Janelle adjusts her veil.
“You ready?” I ask, squeezing her hand.
She beams at me. “I’ve never been more ready.”
The ceremony goes off without a hitch. Wyatt looks at Chloe like she’s the only person in the world, his love for her evident in every glance and touch. When they say “I do,” the crowderupts in cheers, and Wyatt dips Chloe for a dramatic kiss that has everyone clapping and laughing.
As I watch them, my heart swells, and I can’t help but glance at Zach. He’s watching me from across the room, a soft smile on his lips that makes my chest tighten.
I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
Chapter 33
Zach
Theenergyinthereception hall is electric, filled with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. Wyatt and Chloe’s wedding is everything they deserve—perfect. And yet, my focus isn’t entirely on the happy couple. It’s on Lainey, standing beside me, radiant as ever in her dress, her hand tucked firmly into mine.
“You ready for this?” I tease, holding up my glass as the emcee announces it’s time for the best man and maid of honor speeches.
She rolls her eyes, her lips curving into a smile. “Born ready.”
We head to the front of the room together, and I take the microphone first.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to start by saying that Wyatt was insistent that I don’t embarrass him tonight,” I begin, pausing as the crowd laughs. “But let’s be honest, that’s a tall order when it comes to Wyatt.”
Wyatt groans, and the room bursts into laughter. Chloe nudges him, her face lighting up in that way only she can manage. The sight is bittersweet—seeing my best friend so happy while I wrestle with doubts about my own life. But I push those thoughts aside and continue.
“It’s an honor to stand here tonight as the best man. Wyatt’s been my teammate, my best friend, and basically my brother for years,” I continue, my voice softening. “We’ve seen each other through a lot—on and off the ice. But watching him with Chloe? It’s like he’s finally found his center. His calm in the chaos. Chloe, thank you for loving this guy the way he deserves. And Wyatt, congratulations on marrying way out of your league.”
More laughter and cheers erupt, and I lift my glass. “To Wyatt and Chloe—may your love be as powerful as Wyatt’s slapshot and as perfect as his penalty record.”
I step back as the crowd claps, handing the mic to Lainey.
Lainey’s speech captivated the room with its heartfelt moments and perfect humor. She’s incredible, and as she glances at me while talking about the importance of true partnerships, something in my chest tightens.
When our speeches are done, we return to our seats just in time to watch Wyatt and Chloe cut the cake. Lainey leans into me, resting her chin on my shoulder, her hand still laced with mine.
“They’re so sweet,” she whispers.
“Not as sweet as you,” I murmur, turning my head just enough to brush my lips against hers. The kiss is soft, quick, but it sends warmth flooding through me.
