Cujo smiled as Trent turned to Harper.“The day you walked into the studio, you stood my world on its head.I have no clue how I got so lucky, but thank you, babe, for agreeing to become Mrs.Andrews.”Cujo and Drea cheered along with the rest of the partygoers as Trent swooped in for a steamy kiss that seemed to go on forever.
“Get on with it!”Cujo yelled.
“We also wanted to thank our best friends who organized all this for us.Cujo.”Trent looked at him, struggling to keep his composure.“Fuck, man… nearly thirty years, bro.”
Cujo pulled Drea a little closer.He didn’t envy Trent the joy he’d found with Harper in any way.Strangely, he found himself wanting a little happiness for himself.
“Best and worst, brother.Always,” Trent finished.
Drea squeezed his hands tightly.
“And Drea.Thank you for keeping her safe until I found her.Or she found me.There is no one with a bigger heart then you, darlin’.With everything else you got going on, you still found time to do this for us.We love you, both.”
Drea pulled her hand from Cujo’s to wipe under her eyes.He knew how she felt.It was fucking family on stage.For both of them.
He bent slightly, kissed the side of Drea’s neck, and enjoyed the way her pulse sped up under his lips.
“They’re right you know,” he whispered in her ear as the guests applauded and cheered.“You do have an amazing heart, Shortcake I can’t wait to make it pound.”
***
Preload had performed a kick-ass set earlier, a mix of rock classics and their own spin on country just for Harper, and now guests were starting to leave.Drea wiped down the bar.
“Dance with me, Shortcake.”Cujo took the cloth from her hand and threw it toward the sink.She should object, but she wanted to feel his arms around her again.
He pulled her close when they reached the middle of the dance floor.Tucked her in so tight, the top of her head rested just beneath his chin, her cheek pressed over his heart.
They swayed to a country song, Harper’s choice.Cujo ran his hands up and down her back, and then settled in on her butt.
“He meant every word, Shortcake.You did an amazing job with all this.”He pressed a kiss in her hair.
They had.The evening had been perfect.She gazed up at him.“Who’d have thought we’d make a great team?”She wrinkled her nose.
He placed his hands on either side of her face.“There’s a reason people say opposites attract.”Thumbs traced gentle lines along her cheeks.He stared intently at her.Blue eyes conveyed a need she felt to her very core.His lips descended to softly brush over hers.
Cujo pulled back slightly, warm humor in his eyes.
“Wow, Brody,” she whispered, enjoying the way his name rolled off her lips.“You sure know how to kiss a girl.”
“That?”he said, pressing his lips to hers for a second one.“I’m just getting started.I don’t want a fling, Drea.”He stopped moving, and her pulse skipped erratically.“When it gets hard, I want to be there for you.”
Tears stung her eyes, but she didn’t want to cry.Not tonight.
“But that means you have to be there for me whenIget hard.”
Drea sputtered out a laugh.
“There’s stuff we need to talk about,” he said, pulling her back into his arms.“But tonight, I want to take you home.Peel you out of this incredibly sexy dress while licking you to see if you taste as good as you smell.I’m gonna fuck you and make love to you.Often.Give you multiple reasons why we should do this, before I give you the reason we shouldn’t.”
His words heated her, a slow and steady burn of need.
“So, do you wanna dance some more?Because I’m fucking horny and would love to get you naked.”
No one had ever spoken such arousing words to her.“I need to say good-bye to Harper first.”
“Let’s go.”Cujo lead her by the hand toward the candy station where Trent stood with his arm around Harper.
“We’re out, man,” he said to Trent.
