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Their Reign (The Rite Trilogy 3)

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EPILOGUE

MERCEDES

“Is everything to your liking, Mr. Montgomery?”

The stewardess eyes my husband like he’s a cool drink on a hot summer day. It’s the same way she’s been eyeing him all week, and I don’t like it. I don’t like it one fucking bit. Yet there’s something to be said because Judge doesn’t take his eyes off me as he responds.

“Everything is perfect.” His hand skims up over my thigh beneath the table, fingers warming my sun-kissed skin.

The stewardess lingers, waiting for his eyes to catch hers, but they never do.

“That will be all.” I grin at her, all teeth. “Unless there’s something else you’d like to ask my husband?”

She blanches, shaking her head quickly, and then scurries off.

“I swear to God,” I grumble as I squeeze Judge’s ridiculously handsome face between my palms. “I can’t take you anywhere.”

“Oh, I don’t think that’s true.” He leans closer, his lips brushing against mine. “I rather like seeing you this way.”

“Is that so?” I smile at him sweetly.

He nods, his hand skating further up my thigh. His eyes are dark and hot, and it wouldn’t take much to lure him below deck right now. But if there’s one thing that hasn’t changed, it’s that Judge and I still like to play games. We just play them a little differently now.

“Seriously,” Santi groans, interrupting that thought. “What have I told you about groping my sister at the breakfast table?”

“It’s our honeymoon,” Judge reminds him. “What did you expect?”

Another grunt. “I’m only here because my wife insisted we needed to come.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Ivy appears from the main salon looking freshly fucked and pleased as hell.

“It doesn’t look like you’re faring too badly yourself,” Judge remarks dryly.

“Okay now it’s my turn to gag.” I grab my mimosa and take a long sip.

Santi gives me a roguish grin and shrugs apologetically, except I know he’s not sorry. Not one bit.

In addition to Santi and Ivy crashing our honeymoon, Solana, Georgie, Lois, and even Theron are here too. It’s either the craziest idea we’ve ever had or the best. Because with the exception of Theron, who I still trust about as far as I can throw him, they’ve all been taking turns helping with the babies. Which means Judge and I have the best of both worlds. Because there was no way we were leaving them anywhere while we jetted off to some beautiful destination. But Judge insisted he was giving me a honeymoon, and he’s come through on that promise while giving me something that I need just as much. Time with our friends and family.

We’ve been lazing our days away on a yacht somewhere in the Mediterranean, cruising from one beautiful port to the next. It’s been over a week of sun, sea, and hot sex, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Ugggg.” Solana groans as she finally decides to join us, her hair tossed up in a messy bun and huge sunglasses covering her eyes.

It doesn’t escape anyone’s notice that Theron’s eyes go straight to her ass as she moves across the deck. I shoot him a glare, and he shrugs.

“Where are we even at?” Solana asks. “Or better yet, what day is it?”

“It’s punishment day, from the looks of it,” I tell her. “That’s what you get for playing drinking games all night.”

“It’s Georgie’s fault.” She plunks into a chair at the table and pours herself some coffee. “He’s the one who wanted to do karaoke.”

“Which was riveting,” Judge says dryly. “Please, give us another rendition this evening.”

Solana rolls her eyes. “As if you were even there. Don’t think I didn’t notice you hauling your wife off to your stateroom, Lawson Montgomery.”

“I won’t deny it,” he says smoothly.

“Where are my babies?” Solana pouts.

“Sleeping. And don’t you dare think about waking them up,” I tell her. “Lois will murder you if I don’t.”

She wrinkles her nose at me. “I can’t help it. They are so cute.”

“I make good babies,” Judge says proudly.

I shoot him a glare. “Oh, you make good babies, all on your own, huh?”

He arches a brow at me, amused. “I’m having flashbacks of the delivery.”

“You’re just lucky they have my lovely temperament.”

At this, he snorts. “Temper is more like it.”



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