Steal My Breath (Elixir 1)

When he doesn’t say anything, I plac

e my hand against his chest. “Besides, I already have my flight booked home to Brisbane. And I’m sitting right next to you on that flight.”

He frowns, clearly confused. “What?”

I grin. “I asked Estelle to book me a flight home to Brisbane rather than to LA. I was so unhappy over there. Thank God for Avery talking some sense into me, convincing me it’s okay to take a step back if you make a bad choice in life. I packed up my apartment and shipped what I wanted to keep home and sold the rest. And I quit my job. The last couple of weeks have been very busy to say the least.”

His hand slides around the nape of my neck. “We’re really doing this.”

I reach up and place my hand on his arm. “Yes, we are. You’re stuck with me now.”

“Baby, there ain’t anywhere else I’d rather be or anyone else I’d rather be with.”

Our lips meet again, and it’s like sunshine on a rainy day, when all the doom that’s been cast your way during the pounding rain finally clears, and you see those first rays of a rainbow mixed with glints of sun.

So many shades of colour.

That’s what Luke’s love gives me.

Epilogue

Four Months Later

Luke

Family.

I never imagined it could feel like this.

My family is my everything.

They’re my centre.

My heart.

I watch my wife as she moves effortlessly through the crowd of our loved ones on her way to me. She stops and laughs with Mum and Avery, her head falling back as laughter floats out of her mouth and her eyes close in happiness for a beat. They exchange words and then Mum kisses her on the cheek before letting her go.

She takes the last few steps towards me, her lips curling up into a sexy smile. I hold my arm out, and she glides into my embrace, her lips coming straight to mine.

No quick kisses.

Ever.

She blesses me with a slow, deep kiss that tells me everything a man needs to know.

My woman can’t get enough of me.

I move my hand lower until it slides over her ass. When she finishes kissing me, I murmur against her ear, “You have way too much material covering your ass. I can hardly feel it through this dress.”

My ears fill with the sound of her sharp intake of breath. “You love my wedding dress.”

I smile. “I do, but I’m gonna love taking it off you even more.”

She tilts her head. “Why are you at the bar, baby?”

I find her eyes. “That would be because my wife has been busy dancing. I figured she would eventually need a drink, so I waited here for her.”

She grins. “You are such a smart man.”