“Morning,” a soft voice chirps before a service cart is pushed into the room. My eyes almost pop out of my head when I see Kelly. Of course Kelly is here. Her family owns the Sweet Times Resort. Everyone is going to know about my one-night stand. That's how it works in these small towns. And by everyone, I mean my parents are going to find out before I have a chance to explain things to them.
Wait. This isn't a one-night stand. Or maybe it is. We might have this all cleaned up today. Annulled before anyone can find out. Even though we didn’t have sex, people will talk. They always do around these parts.
“Hi Gabby,” she says with a knowing smile.
“Hi.” I give a stupid wave. She goes back to giving Kenton her attention.
“Kenton! Put a shirt on or something.”
“Sorry, love. I’ll remember next time.” He gives me a wink, signing the bill and handing it back to Kelly.
“Thank you, Mr. Carver.” She hurries out the door.
“Everyone in town is going to be talking about this.” I moan, falling back on the bed.
“Does it matter? We’re married,” he points out. “Besides. She and everyone else here signed a nondisclosure agreement. My assistant handled that last night too.”
“Seriously?” I sit back up, remembering him telling me he’s a lawyer last night.
“Got your favorite.” He rolls the cart over closer to the bed, revealing chocolate chip pancakes and bacon. “I won’t tell Maya you ate them without her.” He gives me another one of those winks. Wow. Amethyst wasn't kidding when she said I was a talkative drinker.
“Kenton.” I drop my head back to stare up at his handsome face. “Do we…” I trail off, my eyes going to the door. “Did she call you Mr. Carver?”
“Yes.” He nods. “Hope you like the name Mrs. Gabriella Carver.”
“As in you're Lennon’s brother?” He nods. For the first time I realize how incredibly hungover he looks.
“Don’t go for my balls, wife. We’re going to need those.” My mouth falls open as my mind starts to spin even more. This doesn't even make any sense.
“Did you trick me into marrying you?”
He gets a sheepish look on his face. “That depends how—”
“Don’t you lawyer me.” I get on my knees, having this need to be taller as I point my finger at him. Not that it helps. The man still towers over me.
“Our first fight.” His eyes roam over me. “You look damn sexy when you’re pissed. This bodes well for our marriage.”
“Marriage?! You think we’re staying married?”
That smile drops from his mouth. “We are most definitely staying married, wife.” He clears the rest of the space between us, but he doesn't stop when he gets to the end of the bed. Not until I’m flat on my back under him. “You’re mine,” he declares before Kenton Carver does what he does best.
He takes what he wants.
Me.
5
Kenton
I could tell from the look in her eyes that she was about to make a run for the door. After she gave me a good ass chewing, I learned in the hours I spent with my new wife last night that she could be as sweet as a bowl of homemade ice cream. That is until you made one step toward anything that might affect her family. Especially her little sisters.
Even though I’m not known for being sweet, nothing pisses me off more than someone messing with my brother or my dad. We have that in common. It was one of the many things I learned last night that only had me pressing forward with my little plan. The one to tie her to me as soon as possible.
It would be damn hard for Gabriella to try to get away from me if we’re married. She might be saying we’re not going to stay married, but I know it won’t be that easy for her to walk away. She takes marriage seriously. Her parents might not have two pennies to rub together, but they are in love, and she wants that. She doesn’t want to end up one of those people who marries two or three times.
“You're a big liar,” she says between kisses.
“I’ve been called worse.”
As much as I love her mouth, I want to taste more of her. I didn’t have the luxury last night. I may have tricked her into marrying me when she wasn’t in her right mind, but I wasn’t taking anything else until she was thinking clearly.
“I bet you have.”
Her words are breathy as I start to give her what she begged me all night for. I should get a damn award for not taking more. She stripped down to her panties in front of me, begging me to take her virginity. Her pretty pink nipples had taunted me. My mouth watered to suck and bite them until I made her come. It took every fucking ounce of my self control not to take what was mine.