“Come on. We have to get to the reception with the rest of the wedding party.”
Lily walked between them. “Is this ok? Are you sure people won’t think it’s weird we’re together?”
“What the hell do they know about what we do?” Sawyer barked.
Jack wrapped a hand around her waist. “What he’s trying to say is that it’s none of their business.” He pressed another kiss on her temple. “As long as you’re comfortable, that’s all that matters. Are you ok going to the reception with u
s?” he asked.
She nodded. “Actually, I have a little confession to make.”
“What’s that?” Sawyer studied her.
She twisted her beautiful lips together. “At Rachel’s wedding…when I first saw you both. I-I..”
“What is it, sweetheart?”
Her cheeks turned a bright pink. “I-I kind of had a fantasy about you. Both of you at the reception.”
“Us?” Sawyer asked, shocked and proud that she had considered something before they even knew each other. “Sounds perfect and dirty. Tell me it was dirty.”
She nodded. “Yes,” she whispered.
Jack laughed. “You better tell us what it was so we can make it happen.”
“What?” She stopped walking.
Sawyer looked at his best friend. “That’s a fucking fantastic idea. Might make this entire reception go by much faster. Tell us what it was, Lily.”
She looked at each of them. Her eyes darted wildly. “That’s private.”
Sawyer growled in her ear. “I want to know what dirty things I can do to you at the reception. So you better tell me.”
She swallowed and looked around. Most of the guests were almost a block ahead of them and entering the Grand Sycamore Hotel.
“Ok. I danced with you and you lead me off the dance floor.” She paused. He could tell she was trying to be quiet. “And then you took me to a room behind the band and Jack was in there waiting for me.”
“Go on,” Jack urged. “What did we do to you in there?”
She bit her lip. “Sawyer locked the door and then you kissed me.”
Jack raised his eyebrows. “Tell me I was at least kissing your pussy.”
“Jack!” she scolded.
He laughed, taking her hand. “Let’s see where we can make this fantasy come true. And I think I like my version. So plan on plenty of deep slow pussy kisses from me.”
“You can’t say things like that. We’re walking into a wedding reception.”
Sawyer laughed. “Expect me to ask you to dance as soon as the first song comes on.”
She spun to face him. “You two aren’t serious.”
They nodded at her. “Dead serious. Tonight, you’re getting everything you’ve ever wanted. We promise, baby.”
He saw the smile sneak across her lips.
Twenty-Six