Page 134 of Snared

“Orange Julius, you wound,” he said, rings sparkling on every finger as he put one hand to his mouth.

I burst out laughing as my sister glared at him. It was nice not to be on the end of stupid nicknames for once.

“What the hell is going on in here?” Josh’s voice called out as he walked into my dressing area, his hands over his eyes.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m not looking at the bride before the ceremony,” he said.

I tugged his hand away. “We’re already married, you idiot.”

Then I took him in. Fuck, the man looked deadly in a tux. I’d offered to go low-key on the beach since we were in Turks and Caicos, but Josh wanted a fancy garden setting at one of the resorts so he could wear his best tux. Who was I to say no to that?

“Keep those dirty thoughts at bay, Mrs. Harrison. We have to get married before I let you have your way with me.” He growled low. “And you look delectable as fuck. I can’t wait to strip this dress off of you with my teeth.”

I couldn’t contain my shudder. The last six months had been like this. We never got enough of each other. The guys didn’t seem to mind the fact that Josh and I couldn’t keep our hands off of each other since Tris and Bash were exactly the same way with Evie and Cassie. And Jax was always smug in the corner, like he was responsible for our love matches.

Hell, Cassie and Bash were probably off somewhere getting handsy with each other. And Tris and Evie would be too, if they weren’t running around after James.

This was exactly the family I wanted around to watch Josh and I get married for real. No disapproving or asshole parents. Just my family. The only family I needed.

“Now, can someone please explain why Jax looks like an Elvis reject?” Josh asked, finally breaking my gaze but keeping his fingers twined with mine.

“Excuse you. This is top-of-the-line Elvis, thank you very much,” Jax said, clearly affronted.

“And why are you dressed like that for my wedding?” Josh asked, ignoring Jax’s outrage.

“Is it time for cake?” James’s voice carried into the room before Evie walked in holding him, followed by Cassie.

“Come to check on the bride,” Cassie said, stopping short as she spotted Jax. “Oh my god, seriously?”

Jax preened. “Glorious, isn’t it, Cassiopeia? I’ll wear it to yours, too.”

“You will not. Why are you dressed like that?” she asked.

“Because their first wedding was in Vegas and I know they don’t have the best memories of it, but I wanted to bring a little Vegas to the tropics. It’s sentimental,” Jax said, his hand on his heart.

“You are insane,” Josh said.

“And you love me exactly the way I am,” Jax said.

I let out a belly laugh. I couldn’t stop myself.

“Why are you laughing? He’s going to ruin the pictures,” Josh said, fighting a smile.

“Uncle Jax is very shiny,” James said, wriggling out of Evie’s arms and walking toward us. He reached out to touch a rhinestone.

“I look amazing, right, little man?” Jax asked, crouching down as best as one could in a tight jewel-encrusted jumpsuit.

“He has more sparkles than that crab inMoana. Toma, toma-something,” James said.

“Did I just get compared to a singing, sparkling crab?” Jax asked.

“Seems fitting,” I said, then I squeezed Josh’s hand to get him to look at me. “Did you honestly think Jax was going to show up in a tux and be normal?” I asked. “And do you really think it matters? Today is for us. The wedding we’ll both remember.”

Josh’s eyes softened and he pulled me against his chest.

“I’m always memorable,” Jax said.

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