“Why do we have to wait until tonight? Let me get out of this dress and meet you in the bedroom. We have time right now.”
If his cock wasn't already rock hard, her whispered words made it so.
“Ugh, I can’t leave my post. Shit, sweetheart, you’re making this really, really hard for me.”
Kate nodded eagerly, gathered the dress and turned away heading back to the bedroom.
Caroline stuck her head out the bedroom door, an impish grin on her pixie-shaped face. “I need that dress back.”
Ethan escorted her back to the bedroom and shooed her inside. “Go, before I lose my control completely.”
Kate turned and blew him a kiss. The heart stopping grin he gave her just before he closed the door slamming home the realization she’d fallen in love with him. A Special Forces operative with an adrenaline addiction.
“Okay, get this torture device off me. I don’t know how you’re supposed to wear this all night.” Kate arched her back, reaching for the row of tiny buttons down the back.
Celine slapped her hands away. “You’ll tear it, let me.”
“You looked beautiful in that.” Caroline, in her satin whitebride robe, walked from her stance at the window to the two girls.
“Okay, I've got the clasps undone. You can step out.” Celine helped Kate out of the dress and Caroline handed her a robe.
“Thank you.”
Celine lovingly carried the dress to the bed and smoothed it out with gentle motions. “Just because it's the dress of doom doesn't mean it's not beautiful.”
“I hate to say this girls, but we are a sorry bunch. Kate’s stuck guarding us while that swoon-worthy piece of man meat is right outside the door. I can't even get Aaron to kiss me, and Caroline, you're marrying some asshole you don't even know.” Celine spun around with her hands planted on her hips in a perfect imitation of super woman.
Her words were met with silence. Then Caroline cracked the first giggle. Someone pounded on the door and Celine snapped. “What do you want?”
“I want to talk to my daughter please.”
“Oh God, it's your father.” Mortification rushed straight to her cheeks and Kate slapped a hand over her eyes.
“It's okay, I'll handle it.” Caroline squared her shoulders and opened the door. “Yes, father?”
Senator Tom Cotter strode into the room, his regal presence preceding him and his tailored black tuxedo.
Kate glanced past his shoulder and spied Ethan's empty post, leaving her to wonder if he’d changed his mind and ran for the hills.
Celine pretended to inspect the wedding gown and stayed close to Caroline.
Senator Cotter put his hands on Caroline's arms. “I just wanted to make sure you realize how much this means to me. This marriage will mean great things for us both.”
Caroline's already straight shoulders stiffened. “Of course.”
“This union will ensure that you're taken care of for the restof your life. The general is a good man.”
“Yes, I know.”
How could the senator miss the hurt in Caroline's voice?
“You're not planning to do anything out of the ordinary, are you?” He pushed further and Kate bit her lip to keep from telling him to get out.
Caroline jerked from her father's grip. “When have I ever done anything less than what you expected?”
Senator Cotter's shoulders deflated a little, his face paling. “Caroline, please, I'm just trying to look out for you–”
“And you, father. You're trying to look out for yourself. Believe me, you've raised me in this world and I know exactly what's happening. Don't worry, your precious daughter will be perfect for you just like always.”
