Page 90 of Wedlocked

Em made it better, building me up but also breaking me down when needed. It wasn’t a “fix” because there was no fixing the scars life inflicted. But I could be happy even with their existence.

It was a process, something I might always have to work at, but that was okay too.

“Do you want me to come with you?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No, it’s okay.” Part of making an effort to be part of this family was making that effort on my own. Em did a lot for me, but he couldn’t do everything.

Emmett slid his palm over my ass, giving it a gentle pat. “All right, sweetheart. But don’t take too long. When you’re done, we’ll get in the hot tub.”

I groaned, thinking of how good that was going to feel on my well-used body. “Yes, please.”

“Put some clothes on. The only one allowed to see all this is me.”

I kissed the tip of his nose and slid completely out of bed, the wintry air chasing me all the way to the suitcase where I flung fabric around until I found a pair of Emmett’s sweats and a matching hoodie.

The second I was dressed, he snatched me from behind. Gasping, I glanced over my shoulder. It was on the tip of my tongue to say something bratty, but he wrapped his arms around me and dragged his beard against my cheek, humming.

“I want at least two more orgasms out of you today,” he said against my ear.

“Three wasn’t enough?”

“I will never have enough of you,” he rumbled. “You can give Daddy two more, can’t you, baby?”

I whimpered. “I’ll try.”

“You will,” he intoned, no room for argument.

I nodded.

“Come straight back to the room when you’re done, and we’ll change for the hot tub.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered.

After a brief kiss, he left me there to go into the adjoining bathroom. I grabbed my sewing kit and gift bag sitting nearby and went to find Jess.

I found her, Landry, and Rory in her and Kruger’s room, the door wide open. It was the biggest bedroom in the house with a large sitting area attached. And while every room in this place had a great view of the mountains or snow, this one probably had the best. The entire back wall was made up of large windows overlooking a snow-covered yard that gave way to a dense cluttering of trees all heavy with snow. Beyond that, a white-capped mountain rose majestically into a gray sky.

Being from Malibu and having traveled a bit over the years, I was no stranger to good views, but even this made me stop and stare.

“Oh, Bodhi,” Jess called.

I realized then that I was standing just inside the door like some creepy stalker. At least I was staring outside, though, and not at the women.

Not that I would stare at women anyway.

Shit. I was nervous already.

“Hey,” I said, holding up the small sewing kit. “Would now be a good time for me to take a look at the dress?”

“Actually, it’s perfect,” Jess replied, waving me farther into the room.

“Yes, the guys aren’t back yet, so it will be a lot less chaotic.” Rory agreed.

“We actually didn’t realize anyone else was here,” Landry said. “Is my dad here too?”

I felt my cheeks warm a little. “Yeah. We were in our room.” Then because I still felt awkward AF, I said, “I think Em is a little sore from all the skiing and snowmobiling.”

Landry laughed.

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