Finally!This was the only place that had any openings when I looked it up online.I want to get married.I want this man.I want to keep him, his amazing kisses, his crazy space geek mania and special effects, forever.It’s crazy, but I don’t care.I don’t fucking care.What has acting like a logical, responsible rule follower done for me so far?Not much.
The car slows to a stop and parks.A few seconds later, our driver yanks open the door with a scowl.
“What the hell happened back there?”
Uh-oh, he doesn’t look happy.
I giggle.Whatdidhappen back there?“We blew up some bad guys with magic spiders.”
The older gentleman glares at me.“Are you on drugs?”
His question makes me laugh harder.Am I?I don’t know.I feel… something.Buzzed.Happy.Free.Bouncy.Bubbly.Good.I feel fucking amazing.
“BILL.”I’m not sure what Rygar wants, but apparently BILL does.
B.I.L.L.:One moment.I am mapping his neural cortex.
“I have a mind to call the police, young lady.This is not?—”
Rygar raises one hand, palm out, and a pattern of light flashes across Charlie’s face.When it’s over, he stares at us like he’s been asleep for several hours, just woke up, and doesn’t know where he is.
“You all right, Charlie?”I ask.Did Rygar just erase his memory or something?With light?What.Is.Happening?
“I’m fine, miss.”Charlie is wearing a dopey grin.
Rygar helps me, and my dress, exit the car.My knees are wobbly but Rygar has a steadying hand around my waist.“You may go.Park around the corner and wait for us.”
Charlie just nods as my future husband and I walk through the large, pink doors.Two large cupid statues stand on either side of the entrance.I swear they are eyeballing us as we go inside.
Five
B.I.L.L.: I’m embarrassed for them.
As You Wish Wedding Chapel, Reno, Nevada, Saturday 6:30 pm
“Why can’twe have the Crystal Palace package?”I lean up over the edge of the receptionist’s chest-high counter and try to peek at her computer screen.She’s yanking our chain.They can’t be that booked.Most likely she just wants to overcharge us for the package I really want.I already looked at the brochures they have scattered all over the hot pink and red furniture.The waiting room looks like someone puked up a lifetime’s worth of Valentine’s Day cards.Which is why I want to walk around this woman and into the suite that appears to be designed as if it came right out of a magical, animated movie.“That ice palace looks amazing.”
“I’m sorry, miss.As I told you, all the wedding suites are currently occupied.”
“Except one.”Rygar’s deep voice is like a caress over my skin and makes me shivery.After that limo ride, I’ve got so much adrenaline running through my body, I can barely stand still, let alone think.Along with a deep-seated, powerful craving for my soon-to-be husband.The few thoughts I might have conjured up for serious consideration are drowning under the remnants of a mind-numbing orgasm.Unfortunately, instead of calming me, my body seems to think that was the warm-up round.I want more.
Still, I want to get married, but not like this.This woman cannot be serious.“But Bigfoot?Seriously?You want Bigfoot to marry us?”Why do they have such a ridiculous theme anyway?I mean, how many brides want to have Bigfoot marry them?It can’t be that popular.Which is why the Sasquatch package appears to be the only one available.
Rygar strokes the side of my cheek with his knuckles.Tingles cascade from his gentle caress over my skin.I practically melt into a puddle of girl-goo on the pretty, pink carpet.“I do not care who performs the ceremony.I only care about making you mine.”
Damn.Who says stuff like that and actually means it?I know he is sincere.I canfeelit in that weird way I’ve been sensing things since I kissed him.It’s like I turned into a psychic or something.He makes my heart sigh with his utter devotion.I keep pinching myself, worried that this is all just a dream.
“I really want the Crystal Palace package.Can’t you squeeze us in between the other appointments?We’ll be quick.”
“I’m sorry, miss.The Sasquatch package is the only thing we have available today.”
I glance up at Rygar to find him watching me with what feels like endless patience.Could he be any more perfect?I’ve never met a guy so utterly devoted to his partner before.That I’m the one he has chosen is a head trip.He is only doing this for me.He said as much in the car.The human wedding for his little human mate.He just wants me to be happy and to be mine.Really mine.
We could get married in a mud wrestling ring and he literally would not care because it’s not about the wedding.It’s aboutUS.
I know marrying a man I just met is crazy.But nothing has ever felt so right in my life.I watched my parents’ relationship growing up and know how deeply love each other.This feels like what they have—a relationship that will stand the test of time and remain strong through all of life’s trials and tribulations.
Unable to resist, I reach up and drag his head down for a kiss.The moment our lips touch it feels cataclysmic.One kiss becomes two.Three.Shit, I’m on fire again.For him.Engulfed in a potent, flaming desire.I don’t want to stop.I never want to stop.I’m ready to be ravished by this man.
