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Why would he be?

I shook my head. I was being silly. We weren’t getting married for the usual reasons.

Andres was simply a good man. He was just doing me a kindness. Probably more for Sammy’s sake than mine.

He stepped up to help when I asked, and he was offering protection to me and Sammy.

After the wedding, I would find out what he really wanted in return.

I mean, we talked about some things. Like the fact we were both open to a real marriage. As in, sex was something we both wanted.

Oh God. Sex with my almost husband.

My body had no problem remembering what it was like the one and only time we’d had sex. And yeah, if the moisture between my thighs was anything to go by, my body was more than willing to do it again.

And again.

Shit. Stop. Think of anything else.

I needed to concentrate on the positives of having him for a husband.

Andres was kind.

He was patient.

Brilliant.

Protective.

And there is also the little fact he fucked like a god.

Fuck. I shouldn’t have even bothered with underwear.

CHAPTER EIGHT ANDRES

“Well, you clean up nice,” Josef said, standing next to me as I waited at the makeshift altar for my bride.

I appreciated him offering the use of his magnificent backyard to host our nuptials. It was huge and private, and the planner had done a fantastic job.

I wanted to give Ellie everything she wanted, and she’d mentioned liking it here. Josef and Meredith were accommodating, and Sammy was even going to spend the night so we could have a sort of honeymoon.

True, I hadn’t talked much with Ellie over the last few days. I was busy seeing to all the arrangements.

Also, I didn’t want to give her the chance to back out.

Oh, I made sure I was there for dinner every night. I wanted to make sure Sammy got acclimated to his new home, and to offer support and praise when he picked out stuff for his new room.

That I loved that kid and thought of him as mine already was just icing.

I mean, how could I not love him? He came from Ellie.

He looked just like her. That boy was a total sweetheart.

Bright and brave. I looked forward to spending more time with him. To being a father to him, even though we hadn’t really talked about my role in his life.

I had every intention of making this family, my family, real. Ellie might need some time before she believed me, but she would get there. I’d help her as unobtrusively as possible.

Sammy seemed to like me well enough. Which was awesome. Kids were the best judges of character. I knew what it was like to be protective of my mother, and Sammy already showed signs where Ellie was concerned.

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