But as he kept working on inking his design into my skin, my calm state of mind gradually turned to a constant state of arousal. I loved that he was marking me. Putting his name into my skin along with his beautiful design.
I was so hot for my man right now.
When he finished, he showed me the final result in the mirror. I met his gaze in the reflection. “Is it weird that I’m insanely turned on?” I asked.
His mouth shifted into a slow grin. “Not that weird. How about I bandage you up, and we can do something about it?”
“Keep your glasses on?”
“That can be arranged.”
“You’re so sexy. I can’t wait. I need you right now.”
“Settle down,” he murmured in my ear. “You need to be patient for my cock. Such a wicked girl.”
I bit my lip and looked at him over my shoulder. “Too much?”
“Never. You’re my wild girl, and I don’t ever want to tame you. Just want to stay right here by your side. Forever.”
Epilogue
Grayden
“If I’d knownwe were coming to a celebrity wedding,” Piper said, “I would’ve worn a different outfit.”
I kissed her temple. “You look gorgeous in anything, and you know it.”
She shrugged. “Maybe. I like hearing you say it though.”
It was a beautiful July day. We were in Hartley, the county seat, to witness the nuptials of Teller and Ayla. Not that we’d been expecting it.
Last night had been the final show of Ayla’s tour. She’d sold out Red Rocks Amphitheater near Denver. Today, we’d been planning to meet her and Teller in Hartley for lunch. The whole crew had been invited. The O’Neal clan and all their significant others, plus a bunch of Teller’s other friends and coworkers from Silver Ridge PD.
Little did we know, we would cross the street to the justice of the peace for Teller and Ayla to get married.
Now we were on the courthouse steps, waving goodbye to Teller’s truck. A few of us had hastily decorated the back window with a bunch of hearts and flowers and the wordsJust Married.
A year ago, I couldn’t have fathomed that I would be standing here. Not just an invited guest to Teller’s wedding to a pop star, but with his sister on my arm. The love of my life.
Or that she’d have my name tattooed on her shoulder, clearly visible in her sundress.
“Party at Silver Linings!” Piper shouted. “Coffee and treats are on me!”
Our friends and family cheered, especially Maisie and Ollie.
“You might want to warn your employees this crowd is heading to the shop,” I said.
And maybe some reporters too, from the looks of it. Teller and Ayla had fooled the paparazzi with their surprise wedding, but people were catching on fast.
The happy couple had already zoomed off to their newly renovated home, but the rest of the world would probably assume they’d be with us.
Piper smiled. “Already texted. Let’s go party and celebrate love.” Then her nose wrinkled. “The old me would never believe I just said that.”
“But the current you is a fan of love, right?” I asked.
She rubbed her nose against mine. “Of course. Because I’m so ridiculously, completely in love with you, Grayden O’Neal.”
“Ew, Mom,” Ollie said, laughing as he ran by us.
