“But first, I have to pee.” I make haste in getting up quickly, throwing a wink over my shoulder to Dax as he throws a pillow at me.
“You, Liv, are a fucking tease.”
The pillow misses me, and I notice the tenting in the sheets.
“Aw baby, I promise to take care of that for you in a bit.” I bite my lip while batting my lashes as Dax attempts to stifle a groan.
“Hurry back, you little vixen.”
I laugh and go to take care of business.
I return and jump back into bed, nuzzling up to my future husband. I thought about the presents and realized I still needed to open the other box. I don’t know how I forgot to open this one too. Ugh, placental steal syndrome strikes again. The placenta is stealing all the blood meant for my brain. I swear I am in a perpetual brain fog.
“Dax?” I sit up and turn halfway to look at him when a thought comes to mind. “Why did you bring the wedding gown to the resort?” I think I already know the answer to this question, but I need confirmation. “You had this all planned when you asked me to go away with you for the holidays, didn’t you?”
His eyes lit up as if he was wondering when I would notice and ask him about this.
“Well, Liv, I thought it would be a great idea to get married while we are here. We are getting married on Christmas Eve, I have all the details sorted, and I just need to know if you are okay with this?”
I look at him in shock. “Christmas Eve? Like in a couple of days?”
Dax just nods his head without saying anything waiting for me to respond.
“How did you know about the dress? I don’t even know if it will fit?”
“It will fit,” he replies in earnest. “It is a present from Emma and Eduardo.”
Dax must see the moment when I realized it would fit because that little minx sized me, claiming that she wanted to make sure we could get gala dresses in time for me since it would be more than likely tailored to fit due to my advancing pregnancy,
“Oh, I didn’t look at the shoes, which I assume is the other box,” I cry out as I jump out of bed, searching for the shoe box.
I pull the cardboard box open, gazing at the most beautiful white iridescent beaded shoes with a touch of blue appliques. I notice that they have red bottom soles and immediately cry at how much these beauties must have cost.
I look up, and Dax answers, “Likewise from Emma and Eduardo. It’s your something blue, she said.”
I touch the perfect-looking blue stones on the embellishments and feel grateful to have such a good friend. “Beautiful, I just need something borrowed.”
Dax goes to get up from the bed and opens his suitcase. He removes a package and hands it to me. I open it up and pull out a felt bag. I pull back the drawstring and pull out something mesh.
“Oh, how lovely, Dax.” I am looking at an antique veil that is so simple but elegant in style. “Your mom wanted you to wear that. It was hers from her wedding to your dad.”
I immediately think of my day and realize that he will never get the chance to walk me down the aisle. A life that was taken too soon.
Sensing my emotional state, Dax comes up and removes the veil from my hands. He places it on the dresser and pulls me into a solid embrace. I gaze into his eyes and see all the love and compassion pouring out from his piercing stare. He nuzzles my neck, and I tilt my head to the side, giving him more access. He pulls me into his embrace, and I feel his erection pressing against me. I kiss him and wedge my thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down. His hard thick cock pops out in a full display. I drop to my knees and look up at him. His eyes narrowed into slits, as he took a deep breath in, trying to curb his reaction to seeing me on my knees in front of him. I place him in my mouth and take him in all at once. He groans and grabs the back of my head to hold me in place. I pull back and look up into his eyes as I slowly lick the underside of his thick cock, rolling my tongue around the head of his penis. His eyes flutter closed.
“Fuuck, Liv.”
That is his undoing, as I don’t get another breath in until he comes down my throat. I lick my lips as he helps me to my feet.
“My turn,” he says in a low husky voice.
I doubt we will be leaving this room for the rest of the night.
ChapterThirty-Seven
Liv
The wedding ceremony was beautiful.Dax had everything prepared for our special day. He gave me another present that morning: a simple yet elegant earring and necklace set by David Yurman. I had never had such pretty things before. This man is so thoughtful and tries to make everything so easy between us. The resort even provided two witnesses to complete the marriage ceremony, and all the paperwork had been completed, just requiring my signature. How he managed to do all that was beyond me. The wedding was straightforward, with my favorite sound of the waves in the background reminding me of my first day with Dax. The beautiful memory of our time at the beach has replaced the one where Brodie had his accident and caused us to leave each other. I thought I had lost him, but fate had a way of bringing us back together into each other's lives. We are married and plan to spend the rest of our lives creating new memories. The next best thing is seeing our baby—a life we created together. Dax has been so devoted to me since we reconnected and can’t seem to get enough of me. Having more children with him makes my ovaries do a happy dance. We would have had a baby after the wedding if I were not pregnant already. We went straight to the room and got reacquainted with each other as husband and wife on every surface of that room.
