Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

promised herself to a woman she didn’t know. At least not this

part of herself. The other Giana? She wasn’t here to make

those promises. It was now her duty to keep them. Had she

just made the worst mistake of her life? One glance at

Coralyn’s ashen cheeks and her eyes, fixed firmly on the rings

on her finger, and her gut said no. Her instincts, every single

one of them, said to protect this woman, and this was her way

of doing it.

As Coralyn slid a gold band down Giana’s finger, she felt

like a run-down house. One that needed more than a nice

facelift to save. One where the structure underneath turned out

to be not so salvageable and the whole thing had to come

down and be rebuilt.

She had a gut feeling that hitting her head could either be

the end of her or the beginning of something brand new. The

best thing she’d ever done. Not many people got to start fresh.

She could be the person she’d always wanted to be, if she

figured out who that even was.

“I now pronounce you married,” Carol said, tactfully not

saying wife and wife because that sounded weird. Still, it

would have made Giana smile. She was smiling anyway. “If

you want to kiss, you can do that now.”

Giana wanted to take Coralyn’s face and crush her lips to

hers. She wanted to steal her breath and replace it with her

own, drive her to her knees with the force of that kiss. Bend

her backwards under the unyielding will of it. She wanted to

scald her and remake her. She wanted to claim, captivate,

capture. It scared her, that impulse. There was no way Coralyn

was strong enough for it at the moment, and they weren’t

alone. What her new wife needed was gentleness and