“Mine, too.” I kiss her softly on the cheek. “Thank you for everything, Mum Your support means so much to both of us.”
She pulls out of my embrace and wraps her arms around both Joshua and I. “I just want you kids happy.”
“Thank you. We are.” Joshua smiles, his eyes lingering lovingly on my face as he puts a protective arm around my shoulders. His attention then flickers around to the guards and he signals to Peter who comes over immediately. “Can you walk Victoria back to her room and watch over her, please?”
“Of course.”
Mum shakes her head dismissively. “Joshua, I’m fine.”
He raises his eyebrows. “I know, but you will be guarded and safe as well as fine.”
Mums eyes fall to mine and she rolls them playfully.
Bridget walks over and puts her arm around Joshua, kissing his shoulder before taking my hand in hers. “I think I was the best bridesmaid today.”
I smile, and Joshua shakes his head and smirks.
She holds her hands up in an I’ve had too much champagne gesture. “Tell me? When we were walking down the stairs, who looked the daintiest? It was totally me, wasn’t it?”
I laugh out loud. Oh, God, where does she come up with this shit?
“Murph was actually, if you must know,” Joshua replies dryly.
“Oh, phooey,” she calls loudly. Oh, she is really drunk. Joshua, Mum and me all look at one another and smirk.
Joshua catches Ben’s eye and calls him over.
“Didge, do you want to go home?” Joshua asks.
Bridget puts her hands on her hips. “No!” she snaps, annoyed. “I’m going out clubbing. I deserve a night out after all the…” She hesitates and waves her hand over between Joshua and I. “Stuff,” she blurts out.
Her eyes find Abbie, who is slow dancing with Nicholas. “We are all going out, aren’t we Adrian?” she slurs.
Adrian winces. “I’m tired, Didge, I’m turning in. Nick, Abbs and Cam will go out with you.”
My heart drops. Oh no. It really is over with Nick and Adrian, I thought they would work it out.
I smile at Ben who is now standing beside us. “Ben will come with you,” I reply.
Bridget’s face instantly falls and she goes to say something to him, but then wisely holds her tongue.
He narrows his eyes at her in disdain as if knowing what she was going to say. I frown at their interaction, and my eyes meet Mum’s, she shrugs slightly. Hmm, what’s going on with these two? Are they still seeing each other? I just assumed they were still together… maybe not.
Joshua’s hand slides discretely to my behind and he pulls me slightly into his body where I feel his waiting erection.
My husband wants to consummate his marriage.
“I’m taking my husband home.” I smile as I pick up Joshua’s hand and kiss the back of it.
His eyes hold mine in the best damn come fuck me look I have ever seen, and I feel a rush of adrenaline hit me hard.
He leads me by the hand as we kiss everyone goodnight and then he is dragging me up the stairs in double time. The guards wait wisely at the bottom of the steps to give us some much needed privacy.
We get to the top step and, once out of everyone’s view, Joshua picks me up like a bride causing me to squeal in delight. He marches toward our bedroom like a man on a mission.
“What’s the rush?” I whisper onto his lips as I sweep my tongue seductively through his lips.
“I need you naked and underneath me.” He growls. “Now.”
I inhale deeply and realise Bridget is right – it is true – I can smell his testosterone and it does smell awesome. He’s so fucking hot… and he’s so fucking mine.
“How are you going to have me, my husband?” I ask a little too sweetly He smiles deviously. “Any way I want to.”
I giggle into his chest as we enter the suite, and I hold my hand in the air to celebrate being carried over the threshold.
“Is that why you married me? To have my body at your beck and call?”
He bites my neck hard. “Fuck, yeah.” He growls and I laugh out loud again. He marches through the bedroom door.
“You won’t be laughing in a minute when I shut you up,” he whispers darkly, throwing me onto the bed, where I bounce and laugh again. He flicks on the pendant lamps placed on either side of the bed and switches the main lights off. Darkness surrounds us and instantly the mood changes from one of fun to one of sinful pleasure. Dear, God, I have missed him so much. I could never live without this, without him. I lie back and watch him take his suit jacket off in slow motion, then his shirt. I know your wedding night is supposed to be sweet and romantic, but I don’t want a bar of that. I want my wedding night to be downright dirty and memorable. As if sensing this, Joshua’s sexy eyes hold mine and my heart catches in my throat. He’s so beautiful. How did I ever get so lucky?
He kicks off his shoes and socks, then wrestles around with his pants.
I watch him for a moment. “What are you doing there?” I frown.
“Fucking Murph!” he snaps as he looks down at his zipper.
“Huh?”