My heart literally breaks for him.
“Okay, let’s do it,” I announce hastily.
“Excuse me?”
“Let’s do it. We can get married under one condition.”
“What’s that?” The corners of his mouth curve up.
“We can have another wedding when we get home. One with our friends and family.”
My parents and sister have to attend at least one ceremony. Even if it is a second one.
Will they be upset when I tell them I ran off and got married to a man they never met? Probably, but not surprised. If anything they would expect it. I have always been somewhat impulsive.
“That’s fair. And I kind of like that idea,” he agrees.
“Okay, good.” I nestle up against him and stand on my tippy toes for a kiss.
Kayne’s face feels warm and soft, despite the little bit of stubble growing on his cheeks.
“Sealed with a kiss,” he says.
“I have a feeling we’re going to be doing a lot of kissing Mr . . .Rivers?Is that your real last name? Would we have to use an alias?”
“Ellie. Shhh.” He pulls me close. “Yes, it’s Rivers,” he whispers, “and I don’t know. We can use that for now.”
Ellie Rivers. I can live with that.
“Okay.” I yawn. “Good talk.”
“Tired, kitten?” Kayne chuckles.
“Yes. I’ve had a very trying night. Prosecco, foursomes, weddings. I’m pooped.”
“So let’s go get some sleep. We have a few more days before I have to share with you with the rest of the world. I plan to take full advantage.”
“I bet you do,” I purr as our two-story bungalow comes into view. Looking at it now, it does seem a bit ostentatious compared to all the rest.
I fall back and melt into the mattress once inside. I lift my hand in front of my face and inspect my engagement ring, noticing how the white and pink stones glimmer even in dim light. I’ve barely had a chance to admire it with everything that went on last night.
“It’s perfect.” Kayne lies down next to me. “It’s just like you—unique, brilliant, and strong enough to cut glass.”
I snuggle up next to him, realizing I will be sharing a bed with this man for the rest of my life.
Crazy.
Our original bond was one built with bricks of deception and lies. The bond we share now is fused by love. A single strand of twine, woven together with trust, and stronger than steel.
“I love you,” I sigh sleepily.
Kayne moans in appreciation. “You have no idea what those words do to me. No idea how much I need to hear them. How much I need you.” He tickles kisses across my cheek.
“You have me. Till death do us part.”
Kayne clutches me protectively, and for a split second I think I’ve said something wrong.
“Go to sleep, Ellie. We can talk nuptials later.” He embraces me firmly, yet tenderly, banishing everything else in my life except him.
