Only Tonight

“Give me your number.”

“You’re bossy.” She lets out a small laugh that goes straight to my dick. I want her to watch as I pull those pins that are holding her hair up so I can see how long it is.

“We have a nosey family. With a few calls I’ll have your number. In fact, as much as my mom brings you up to me, I think it will be more than easy to get it.”

“I should have known that you don’t play fair.” She pulls her phone out, handing it to me. I call my own phone before giving it back to her.

“One more thing.”

She tilts her head up, waiting to hear it. There is nothing to hear. I take her mouth in a deep kiss. I push my tongue past her lips, tasting the vanilla cake she had for dessert mixed with a sweet taste I know belongs to her alone. I also pull some of those pins out of her hair, allowing it to fall.

I deepen the kiss even though I know if I don’t stop I’m going to have to take her against this wall. I need to stop because there is no way I am going to treat her like that. She’s different.

She’s mine.2KinleyIn all my life I’ve never seen Kennedy glow the way she currently is. I’ve seen other brides of course. It comes with the life we lead. We often have to make appearances at special events, but this is different. Her happiness is written all over her face. My sister is madly in love with her new husband. Arranged marriage or not.

Her husband Gerrit won me over the second he came bursting into the bridal room thinking Kennedy was getting cold feet. That man got on his knees and confessed his undying love to her. And I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that the romantic in me loved the fact that he might have pushed for this arranged marriage because his need to have her was so great. It may have been a dick thing to do, but I also think it’s kind of sweet. I’m not sure what that says about me.

The funny part is that if Gerrit would have only taken some time to get to know Kennedy, he would have realized that my sister had been crushing on him already. There would have been no need for an arranged marriage. All of that is in the past now, though. The rest of the wedding went off without a hitch. They are both about to begin their journey as husband and wife.

“You look stunning, you know.” Luke places a kiss on my bare shoulder, breaking me from my thoughts. I’m in a strapless dress that hugs me in all the right places. My sister loves the hell out of me, and there was no way she’d put me in some ugly dress. Not only that, there was no way my mother would allow it. I’ve avoided her as much as possible today.

Everything always has to be perfect for her. Trying to be perfect all the time is tiresome. It’s one of the reasons I decided to head overseas. With Kennedy being gone, I know my mother will direct all of her attention to me. That’s not a good thing. The only time she actually pays attention to either of us is usually to criticize something.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” I glance over at him. His bow tie is undone, and his suit jacket is long gone. He’s even unbuttoned a few buttons at the top of his shirt. When I glance down, I can see that he’s rolled his sleeves up. That’s not what catches me off guard, though; it’s the tattoo that runs the length of his arm.

“Do you hate tattoos?” he asks me. I find myself reaching out to touch it. I didn’t use the hotel key he gave me last night. But I still have it in my bag, and I’m pretty sure he’s staying tonight again.

“No, I guess I was a little surprised. I hate that I went and made an assumption when I shouldn’t have.” I run my finger along the colorful piece. I have so many questions, but I hold back, not wanting to seem pushy.

“We can spend the night getting to know each other.” He gives me that charming smile of his. I bite my bottom lip while I consider it.

“With the way your brother looks at my sister I think we’re going to have a lifetime to get to know each other.” We both look out at the dance floor watching as Gerrit spins my sister around. My throat grows tight. “If you could excuse me for a moment.” I stand from my chair, suddenly needing air.

Before I can try and make an escape, my sister breaks from Gerrit’s hold on the dance floor to come talk to me. I feel Luke’s eyes on me the whole time. Kennedy wraps me in a tight hug, telling me that she loves me.