I squint at him. “Sheisprettier. You’re definitely punching, bro.”
He nods with a sigh of acceptance.
“Like fuck—you Latin sex bomb. Bet you’re gonna be Tom Jones when you’re sixty.”
“I can only hope my hips move as well…” he murmurs.
We’re still laughing when the bedroom door opens.
“And…my work here is done. Oh, hey baby. You hanging out with the troublemaker? He’s gonna rub off on you.”
“I’ll rub off on him any time. He just has to say the word.” I say reaching out, cupping Logan’s face when I catch sight of my wife. Logan swats me away, he stands, grabbing my hand he helps me to my feet. She’s gorgeous. No, she’s already gorgeous, now she’s fucking edible. “Look at you.”
She stands, eyes glowing under the lights, lips soft, cheeks dusted pink. The dress molds to her body like it was made for her.
Her voice is barely a whisper.
“I don’t even recognize myself.” I step past Logan and Mac,
moving in close, hands finding her waist, lips grazing the back of her neck.
“Good,” I murmur. “Maybe tonight you can forget everything but this moment. Forget who you were taught to be and justbe.”
She turns in my arms, her palms sliding up my chest.
“What about you?”
My breath hitches.
“What about me?”
Her eyes flicker down to my mouth, then back up.
“Are you going to forget too?”
I smile, low and slow.
“Sweetheart, I forget everything the second you look at me.”
I kiss her then—soft at first, but deepening when she leans in. The kind of kiss that steals the air from both of us. Herfingers curl into my shirt. I taste her sigh, her heartbeat thudding against mine.
When I finally pull back, her lipstick’s a little smudged, her eyes heavy-lidded.
“You just ruined her lipstick, you lug. Move.” Mac cuts in.
I suddenly notice we have an audience.
“It’s alright, Mac. I got this.”
She grumbles, but Logan sweeps her up. I hear Mac’s laughter before he sets her down, wincing. Their voices carry as she tells him off for overexerting himself.
I close the door behind me and lean against it, eyes on Sera.
“You ready to show everyone who you are?” I ask.
She laughs, breathless.
“Yes.”
