I wiggle my eyebrows and Tera laughs. I pounce, wrapping her in my arms, smiling into her eyes as I lower my lips to hers. As always, I lose myself in her until my dad gives my shoulder a shove.
"Save it for the honeymoon," Dad tells us.
The grins we can't wipe off our faces get even bigger when the Justice of the Peace announces, "I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Xander Mackenzie!"
I let out a "whoop" before lifting Tera off her feet and spinning her in a circle. Her laugh is light and flirty and I can feel it deep inside.
There's no walking back down the aisle for the formal handshakes. Not with this crowd. Linc comes up and hugs Tera and my dad rests his arm around my shoulders.
"You did good, son."
"She's my wife now," I say with a grin.
"Damn right she is," Linc says. "Fuck this up and I'll cut your ball sac off."
I lift my brows but shake my head. "No worries. I want forever."
"Well, pal," Ethan murmurs, throwing his arm around my shoulders when Dad walks off, "you're stuck with her for life now. There ain't no getting out of that."
"Dude, I don't want out. Look how long it's taken me to get her here," I scoff.
"True, true," Ethan admits. "You're a persistent bastard."
I just let out a laugh. "I wore her down."
"She didn't need much persuading," Linc tells me.
"No, no she didn't," I mutter, still astonished that this beautiful woman loves me. I watch as Mr. and Mrs. Martinez hug her close.
I'm one lucky son of a bitch.
