10
Piper
Kit pinsme to the wall as the elevator doors slidetogether.
He traces the sloping low backline of mydress.
The brush of his fingertips sends a shiver back up myspine.
It wakes up all mynerves.
Pushes away myexhaustion.
We've been dancing and drinking (sparkling cider for him, champagne for me) allnight.
Okay, andeatingcake.
Delicious, sweet chocolate cake with rich cocoaicing.
He brings his other hand to my hair and pulls out a bobby pin. "Ready tocollapse?"
"Not until I have my waywithyou."
He presses his hips against mine as he leans in tokissme.
He tastes good. Like sugar and chocolateandKit.
Like every bit of love and affection in theworld.
I sigh as our kissbreaks.
He drags his lips to my neck. "Whatever my wife wants." He pulls out another bobby pin. Another.Another.
Flowers scatter on the floor as my hair falls over myshoulders.
Fuck, thatfeelsgood.
Like my head isfinallyfree.
I stare into his dark eyes as he drags his fingers throughmyhair.
I still can'tbelieveit.
He's myhusband.
Mine.
Forever.
Fuck, it'sromantic.
I rise to my tiptoes, and I slide my hand into his hair, and I kisshimhard.
Like he'severything.
Heis.
His tongue slides into mymouth.