Jill only nodded, knowing her face flushed bright red.
“Hell no.” Adam shut his eye. “And if he did, I’d laugh in his face and tell him to go...you know what...himself.”
“So you and Angelina have been—”
“Yes, Jill,” Adam interrupted her. “Now, how about we stop taking about this. I didn’t know when you said personal question it meant that.”
“What did you think I meant?” Jill asked, curling her bare toes in the cool grass, enjoying the feel.
“I don’t know.” Adam sighed. “Something like...have I been having a hard time pissing since I’ve been sick.” Again he peeked at her with one eye.
“Oh.” Jill frowned. “Have you?”
Adam sat up. “Yeah, but I think I’m dehydrated.”
“You need to tell Slade,” Jill demanded.
“I will after tonight,” Adam promised then chuckled. “We sure get ourselves in some messes, don’t we? Here we are on our wedding night talking about having a hard time pissing.”
Jill slapped her hand over her mouth and soon they were laughing so hard they couldn’t breathe. At the same time, they took deep breaths through their noses and sighed.
“Damn, that food smells so fucking good.” Adam took one more deep breath.
“I know,” Jill agreed, wanting to pinch her nose closed so she couldn’t smell it anymore. “Are you scared, Adam?”
Adam wouldn’t meet her gaze; instead, he stood and kissed her on top of the head before walking away.
With her stomach cramping painfully, Jill stood, ignoring it the best she could. Strong arms wrapped around her from behind.
“You ready, Mrs. Buchanan?” Slade’s voice whispered in her ear.
“Ready for what?” She leaned into him, savoring his strength and loving her new name.
“You’re not the only one with surprises.” Slade kissed the side of her neck. “Let’s say our goodbyes.”
Jill nodded in agreement, excitement mixing with the pain in her stomach.
******
After their goodbyes, Slade picked her up carrying her up the trail toward the house. Her bare feet stuck out from her dress.
“You forgot your shoes.” Slade stopped, ready to turn around.
“No, I didn’t.” Jill wiggled her toes. “I didn’t wear any.”
“At all?” Slade grinned.
“Nope.” Jill kissed his cheek. “You married a true country girl, Slade Buchanan.”
“Have fun you two.” Caroline met them on the path coming from the house. “Everything is set,” she told Slade.
“Thank you, Caroline.” Slade moved to the side letting her pass.
“What’s going on?” Jill frowned at both of them. When they remained silent, Jill knew she wasn’t going to get any answers. “Okay, well, leave everything, Caroline. You’ve done enough and I’ll be back to clean up.”
“I’ve got this, Jill,” Caroline told her. “Now get her out of here, Slade.”
“Caroline.” Jill huffed. “I mean it.”
All Jill heard from Caroline was a laugh. Frowning, she looked up the path and sitting in her parents’ driveway was a sleek black limo, and Slade was heading right for it.
“That’s for us?” Jill asked in awe. She’d never ridden in a limo before.
Slade set her down gently as the driver opened the door. “It’s for you.”
Looking at the driver before getting in, Jill thanked him. Scooting across the seat, her eyes were round as saucers. “It’s beautiful.” She took everything in.
“You’re beautiful,” Slade replied, watching her.
“I’ve never been in a limo before, can ya tell?” She laughed at herself climbing onto Slade’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“If this is the way you show your appreciation, I’ll buy you one.” Slade kissed her softly. “What color would you like?”
“Blue,” Jill answered automatically. “I want a blue limo.”
“Blue to match your hair.” Slade touched her face with a soft caress.
“You know me so well,” Jill teased, pressing her face into his hand.
“I’m learning more and more about you every single day.” Slade’s eyes roamed her face.
“That’s a scary thought.” Jill cringed.
“No, it’s fascinating.” He took her mouth in a gentle kiss that quickly turned into something more intense.
Finally! Jill shouted silently in her mind, but as soon as things were getting hot and she was on the verge of losing her mind in a good way, Slade pulled away from her. “No!” This time the word came out of her mouth and loudly.
Slade chuckled. “Unless you want the driver to get a peek at the action, we need to slow it down.”
Regaining her wits, which took a few minutes, Jill realized they had stopped. Slade tapped on the window, the door opened right away. Slade slid out first, then held his hand out to help Jill. She turned to find a cute little cabin surrounded by trees.