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Sadness filled her chest. She knew what he was saying even though he hadn’t actually said the words—she needed to get her pleasure-filled relaxed body out of bed and home before morning. Her languid muscles protested.
“Just a few more minutes.” She batted her eyes. “Please.”
Her lover chuckled. “Don’t do that. Don’t look at me like that. It’s hard enough as it is.”
She lifted the corners of her mouth into the best seductive smile she could conjure up. “What, you’re hard again already?” she teased as she ran her tongue over her upper lip.
Dramatically, he threw back the covers, then winked at her. “You don’t play fair.”
“Get used to it,” she replied. He was putty in her hands and she liked it.
With reluctance, she flung her feet over the side of the bed and removed herself from the warmth of the mattress they’d practically lit on fire.
Soon, she wouldn’t have to do such, she could wake up in the morning wrapped in the comfort of her soon-to-be husband’s loving arms. But for now, he’d drive her home, to her parents’ house, where she’d wake up in her bed, alone at the crack of dawn.
With a toe-curling kiss, Jack left her mindless in the entryway. She tiptoed up the creaky steps to her room, shed her clothes, and slipped between the cool sheets.
After what felt like only minutes but was a couple of hours, she heard her parents milling about downstairs. The coffee aroma wafting into her nostrils pulled her from the bed. Well, that and the fact she needed to get ready for her shift at the hospital. Then after, she’d see him, again. She couldn’t wait.
She hadn’t taken two steps from her bed when her womb clenched. An all too familiar cramping sensation. Disappointment washed over her. She wanted nothing more than to begin her life with Jack and start a family with the man she loved. She placed her hand over her aching stomach.Soon.
Chapter Ten
Gwen slipped into thewhite satin dress. The silky material felt cool and soft against her skin. With her mother at her side, she admired her reflection in the full-length mirror. Luckily, she’d been able to get the perfect wedding dress off the rack. The long sleeves, shoulders, and material around her breasts were covered in lace. A shiny band separated the lace area from the long, plain, smooth material that flowed to the floor, leading to the slightest of trains. The only alteration needed was to take it in a bit around the waist to make a precise fit.
Her mom spun around and grabbed the veil from the dresser top, then clipped it onto Gwen’s hair. A simple but fluffy two-layered tulle headpiece to go with the fairly modest dress.
She stepped away from the mirror and turned to face her mother. The teary-eyed woman reached forward, grabbed her hands, and held them up and out at her sides.
“You look beautiful, honey. Absolutely stunning. I always knew you’d make a beautiful bride.”
Bride.Her heart was full. Today she’d be marrying the man she loved and would spend the rest of her life with him. They’d make a home and a family.
Her mom released her hands, but Gwen still held them out as she moved into a childish spin to make the dress flow.
“Doing that is still fun. Even as an adult, right?” Her mom asked with a full knowing smile.
