Page 134 of Blue-Eyed Jacks
Cheers and a few wolf-whistles followed.
He waited until they quieted.
“She’smine.Only mine!”
Then he swept me up and carried me out of the tent.I was afraid he’d insist on carrying me all the way to the house, but he set me on my feet.“We better run; they’re going to try kidnapping you.”
So we did.All the way into the house, locking the door to the private bedroom Sprout loaned us for the night.We barely beat the fastest of them to it, but he’d positioned two prospects on the door to run interference for us.I fell to the bed in a flounce of chiffon and silk.Jackson double-checked the lock and then stalked forward to stand between my feet.“Wife.”
“Husband,” was my reply.
He worked the layers of fluffy cream fabric up to expose my legs.“Dress on, or off?Your choice.”
“Off.”
He slipped some layers free.His fingers lingered on my vest.
“We’re leaving the vest on,” he declared.
Heck yeah.It took some doing, but he managed to unlace the bodice of the dress and remove everything but the black garment.As the night darkened and the party continued, I pondered his phrasing.“We’re.”We are.
We.
No longer just Kate or just Jackson.We were a unit.A family.After everything it took to getusto this point.We were no longer apart.
We.Us.Family.
The best words in the world.
