Page 119 of The Retreat

He smiles and kisses my nose. “Yes, I am, but you like it.”

“You know Oliver is going to hate this, right?”

“Isn’t that a benefit?”

I chuckle, and he heads for the door. “I love you, Colin.”

“I love you, Owen.” I turn to face him and smile at the love of my life.

I really need to rest before I’m forced to go to breakfast with Isaac and Oliver, but now I’m wide awake and horny. Bastard. The stupid concussion has been a real downer. I’m still easily tired and overwhelmed, get headaches if I push myself too hard, so I have to rest all the damn time. If Owen isn’t telling me to rest, then Isaac and Oliver are. It’s annoying as fuck.

My phone buzzes on the side table, so I grab it.

Husband: Don’t you dare touch what’s mine. I’ll take care of you later.

Princess: You are the worst.

I reach for my dick and stroke it, then snap a picture to send to him.

Husband: My mouth is watering already.

Husband: Better rest so you can keep up with me later.

I groan and get up to clean the cum cooling on my chest and stomach.

When I lie back down, it doesn’t take me long to pass out.

EPILOGUE

Owen

Colin and I stand facing each other on the beach hand in hand. The light breeze blows his blond hair around his smiling face. He’s nicely tanned from all the nude beaches we’d been visiting on our pre-honeymoon, and his sun-kissed skin makes me want to strip him out of his clothes right here on the beach. But this is important, so I don’t.

This isn’t like our first wedding, or the party our parents threw us. This is just the four of us and a minister on a beach. Oliver as my best man, and Isaac as Colin’s, so we can renew our vows, this time with intention and forever. No two-year plan to break up this time.

“Do you have your vows?” the minister asks.

“Do you want to go first?” I ask Colin.

He shakes his head. “Not a shot. I want to hear how sappy yours are before I read mine.”

“I’ve already outdone you.” I squeeze his hands before releasing them to reach into my jacket pocket for my notes. I memorized them, but I have them in front of me in case my anxiety acts up. “Just be prepared to lose…win?”

“It can be both.” Colin laughs.

I can feel Oliver rolling his eyes, but I ignore him.

I exhale and look into Colin’s eyes. “We didn’t start this the way most marriages do. And most people would probably tell us we did everything wrong, but I wouldn’t change how we got here for anything. I think we did it for all the right reasons, and I think we’ve showed up for each other in ways most married couples never will. I think we proved ourselves this past year in so many ways, I cannot imagine anyone else being here for me like you have been. I think we started our marriage with the best foundation, and it’s been the honor of my life to get to call you my husband these last twelve months, and to get to stand here and recommit to you for a lifetime of it. I love you in ways I’ve never thought possible. You’ve changed my life and helped me through some of my worst days. You’ve proved in sickness and health over and over, and I can only hope I can do the same for you for the rest of our lives.” I step closer, taking one of his hands again. “Colin, I am so lucky you put up with my shit and love me. Thank you for being you.”

Colin’s eyes water, and he grabs me, kissing me.

“None of that yet!” the minister says. “You have to wait.”

“Not that either of them knows how to behave in public, but nice try, minister,” Oliver mutters.

Colin shoots Oliver a glare over my shoulder and smooths out his shirt. “I’ll do what I want at my wedding, and if that’s kiss my husband before I’m told, you all can suck it.”

“But not his dick. That’s mine.” I grin.

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