“Now, now, Jackson. We don’t want anyone thinking you’re jealous, do we? Being that the two of you are still a secret and all.”
“You lads act like childish little boys. You do know that, right?”
My eyes widen when Sadie interlocks with my arm.
Did she hear Leo?
“Come on, can we all go dance?” she asks, pulling me and Jack away before we can answer. “Leo, grab everyone else and come meet us!”
“Hi.” She turns quickly and kisses my cheek. “I haven’t spent much time with you. I’m sorry, but did you see the sunflower wall?”
I chuckle at her enthusiasm. Only Sadie gets this hyped-up about flowers. “It’s hard to miss. Are you happy with how everything turned out? Were you surprised?”
Her eyes go wide. “Of course I was. I never know when Wills will pull these grand gestures, plus the sunflowers were such a special touch, being that they surrounded us on our first date.”
The second we get to the dance floor, the music changes to a slow song and her eyes light up. “Sorry, I’ll be back.” She runs off, shimmying her shoulders. “Have to find myhusbandto dance with!”
Jack aggressively pulls me into his body, and I throw my arms around his neck tightly as we begin to sway back and forth to the beat of the music.
“Thank God. I’ve been dying to get my hands on you all night. I may pay the band extra to only play slow songs for the rest of the night.”
“I know. I’ve missed you all day, Jack. Isn’t that crazy? I don’t like being away from you, that’s a new feeling for me.”
His green eyes flare in surprise. “Trust me. I understand that more than anyone. I’ve thought about nothing but you all day. I couldn’t wait to see you.”
“Jack—”
“B—”
We laugh quietly. “You first,” I say.
“When we get back to London, we need to tell Sadie. I’m sick over not telling my sister. I understand why you thought it best to keep it to ourselves until after the wedding, but we need to prioritize it when we get home.”
“I agree one hundred percent. All day, especially when we were texting, I felt guilty for keeping this secret while in the same room as her.”
“Good. We can tell her when she helps us move you into my place,” he states, smirking when I go still. “What? You thought after this week we’d go home and live separately? We already have busy jobs that will keep us away from one another. I don’t want to have to figure out whose place we’ll be at, packing bags, and whatever other shit comes along with it. It’s not happening. I told you… I’m all in. And I don’t need to explain again what that means to me.”
He spreads his fingers against my exposed back and presses me harder into his body. “I don’t like that I can’t see my mark anymore. I want everyone to know you’re mine,” he whispers, and I smile into his shoulder.
Possessive bastard.
“Soon. You can see it when we return to our room.” I wink.
He groans. “I can’t even think of that right now. Otherwise, my already semi-hard dick will be standing at full attention for all to see. Tell me what you were going to say a second ago, sweetheart.”
“Only that it makes me nervous that everything has changed so rapidly. I already miss your touch and crave seeing you, and it hasn’t even been a whole day. How does it flip a switch just like that? Depending on a man for happiness is not my idea of normal. Then you mention moving in, and my heart starts fluttering a mile a minute, screaming,Yes, yes, yes. It’s confusing.”
“Well, I’m glad your heart’s on board, because I wasn’t giving you a choice.” He shoots me a cheeky smirk while I poke one of his dimples playfully. “And it’s not too fast. Just look at it like I do. We have always had feelings for each other, and in some ways, held back for the same reason. You, scared of getting hurt, and me, subconsciously worried about hurting you.”
“And you’re not worried now?”
“Don’t,” he warns. “You know, deep down, I’ll try my damn hardest not to hurt you.”
He’s right.
“So you’ll move in?”
My brow lifts in amusement. “I thought I didn’t have a choice?”
