Yeah, it did.
“What’s worse is Duncan admitted to killing her child that she had with the farmer husband. He didn’t want the Granndach name to be sullied with someone who wasn’t a rightful heir. Now, we have to find the body or she’s never resting again.”
Crap.
That sounded…horrible.
“We’re going to the psychic,” she said. “We’ll get her back here and see if she’ll help us by telling us where to find everyone’s remains, or to remove the curse.”
Finn stopped her.
“First, we’re going to have lunch. You need to feed the baby, and I want a beer to celebrate getting my best friend hitched. Are you two joining us?”
Graham went to say yes, but Michael shook his head.
“No, I have a honeymoon planned. Him, me, naked in the castle.”
Graham flushed red, and it was likely because Michael’s hand was grabbing his ass cheek.
Oh, and it was a rough grab.
That sent shockwaves through his body, and suddenly, a beer and food could wait.
“I’m with my husband. Honeymoon,” he said, having a hard time thinking.
His erection was the reason.
Gryphen grinned.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he said, winking at the two men.
Graham wanted just that.
“I’m hoping he does exactly what you’d do,” he said, honestly.
It made Michael grin.
Oh, he knew, and he was going to make sure he rocked his new husband’s world.
A few times.
“We’ll see you when you get back,” he offered.
Well, that worked for them.
Tony logged off, and everyone hugged the two men. As they headed out of the courtyard, Graham looked over at his husband.
“This was a beautiful gift.”
Michael focused on him.
“I wanted you to remember this day forever. I wanted to give you the wedding you deserved. If I had more time…”
Graham put his fingers over his lips.
“It was perfect. I would choose this every time.”
Well, that was good to know.
