Page 43 of Hunter

“I’m so sorry to interrupt. I didn’t realize…I just…”

“How the fuck did you even get inside the compound?” I growled.

She flinched, and Molly shot me a glare.

“I told the guy at the gate that I’m from the community center, and he called someone, then told me to wait inside. But, um, everyone who walked by ignored me…and now I see why. I didn’t realize, and I got kinda mad, so I”—her hand fluttered, gesturing at the setup—“well, you know the rest.”

Molly approached her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “How can we help?”

“I need to talk to whoever is in charge of your money.”

My eyebrows shot up. Seemed too bold for a manipulative gold digger. But who the fuck knew what went on in people’s minds.

“That would be Phoenix,” Molly told her. “He’ll be attending the wedding in a little bit, but if it’s an emergency, I’ll make sure you talk to him first.”

The woman nodded. “I swear, this is really important.”

“Okay, follow me.”

Molly started for the clubhouse, and the other woman followed, her eyes straightforward, avoiding my piercing stare.

“Phoenix is your money guy?” she asked.

“Yep. The club treasurer. He’s brilliant.”

Just before they disappeared, the woman snorted in derision. “He can’t be that good if he hasn’t noticed someone robbing him blind.”

That comment got me curious, but I didn’t have time to think about anything else. I was too busy talking myself out of storming the clubhouse and dragging my woman to the altar, whether she was ready or not.

* * *

I lacedmy fingers through Sadie’s and guided her around the side of the clubhouse, sneaking away from the reception for a few minutes alone.

She had looked so fucking amazing when she’d stepped outside in her simple, spaghetti-strapped, white satin dress. Her hair had been floating in soft curls all around her, and her blue eyes had been bright with joy.

Fox officiated the ceremony, and despite my normal aversion to speaking around anyone but Sadie, I’d given in to her request to write our own vows. They were raw and made tears roll down her cheeks despite her beaming smile. I hadn’t been able to stop myself from kissing the fuck out of her.

Just like I couldn’t stop myself right now.

My mouth crashed down over hers, and she moaned, clinging to me like she didn’t have the strength to stand on her own. Our tongues tangled and our breathing became labored, the kiss raging out of control.

But I wasn’t gonna fuck my wife with so many people all around.

When I pulled away, Sadie leaned into my chest, her fingers playing with my patch.

“Told you I’d take care of you.” I threaded my fingers through her hair. “Anything you want. It’s yours.”

“You’ve already given me everything.”

I brushed my hand low on her belly and whispered, “Not everything yet.”

Sadie giggled, dropping her head back to look up at me. “As hard as you’ve been trying, you might have.”

Grinning, I lowered my lips until they were a breath away from hers. “If not, I’ll just have to double down.”

She gasped. “We’d never leave the bed!”

“Exactly,” I murmured before I pressed my mouth to hers and gave her a slow, possessive kiss as the night wrapped around us—soft and dark, just like us.

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