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He gripped onto the sides of my face and brought me over to him. I went effortlessly, and we claimed one another’s lips for the first time as husband and wife. We spent most of the evening dancing in each other’s arms, enjoying all the wedding traditions. Wanting to savor every second of our day. Until he grabbed my hand, leading me to the barn where we could be alone for a couple of minutes.
“I can’t believe no one suspects.”
“Julian… stop it.”
He kissed my lips. “Kid, you’re six weeks pregnant.”
“I know! I didn’t want the press to find out and say you’re only marrying me because I’m pregnant.”
He laughed, kissing me again. “I don’t give a fuck what the press thinks and says.”
“I know. It’s one of the things I love the most about you. It’s why you have me as your publicist. I put out the fires you love to start. Well, that and your huge cock.”
He laughed so hard his head fell back. “God, I fucking love you, Mrs. Locke.”
“I love you, Mr. Locke.”
Crouching, he kissed my belly. “I can’t wait to meet you.”
I rubbed his head, and when it disappeared under my dress, I exclaimed, “Julian!” before I could stop him—who was I kidding. Before I could come in his mouth, we were interrupted by Kinley’s voice.
“Christian! I can’t be here! I need to leave!”
“For fuck’s sake, Kinley! You can’t leave my little sister’s wedding!”
“I don’t care! It’s your fault that no one knows the truth, and the longer I’m there, the harder it is to not tell everyone.”
Julian popped back up, staring straight at me. The concern evident all over his handsome face. We were both rendered speechless when Christian announced…
“We’re not ruining their wedding because you want to tell everyone right now that we’re getting a divorce!”
The end.