Play Me

“She is my life. Take care of her.”

I nodded. “She is my everything, sir. I promise you I will love her and cherish her forever.”

Damien smiled and discreetly wiped away a tear before he kissed Kendall once more and took his seat.

Kendall stepped closer to me, and I returned her smile.

“You take my breath away, sweetheart. You’re so beautiful.”

Her cheeks flushed. “I love you, Hunter.”

“I love you, baby.”

The rest of the service was a blur. I heard the preacher speak, I answered his questions, spoke the words I needed to speak, and finally, Kendall was mine. Cupping her face gently in my hands, I leaned my forehead against hers and gazed into her eyes.

Kendall giggled. “Hunter, are you going to kiss me?”

“I am,” I answered. “I just want to memorize every single detail about this moment.”

She looked so happy, so in love. I wanted to remember it for the rest of my life.

“You’re my wife,” I said softly.

She grinned. “It’s not official yet, Mr. Owens.”

I pressed my mouth against hers, and we both let out a soft sigh. We both drew back and smiled at one another. With a wink, I said, “It’s official now, Mrs. Owens.”

A tear made a slow path down her beautiful face. Brushing it away with my thumb, I asked, “Are you ready?”

With a chuckle, she nodded, saying, “I’ve never been more ready.”

37

Hunter

The sound of the door hitting the wall as I kicked it open made both Kendall and I laugh.

“Are you in a bit of a hurry, Mr. Owens?” Kendall asked as I carried her into the hotel room and set her on her feet.

“In a bit of a hurry? I’m frantic to get you out of this dress and into that bed.”

Kendall turned and glanced at the bed before facing me again with the most seductively innocent look. “Why, sir, what do you plan on doing with me once you get me into that bed?”

I growled, turning her around. The realization that Kendall was finally my wife left me feeling breathless. I had never been so happy in my life. Kendall glanced over her shoulder at me as I started to unbutton the ungodly and obscene number of buttons running down the back of her wedding gown.

“If I wasn’t certain you want to preserve this thing, I would rip it off of your body.”

She ran her tongue over her lips.

“Kendall, don’t look at me like that or I’ll do it.”

This time her teeth dug into her lip, and she turned to face me, her dress half unbuttoned.

“What if I told you there was an easier way?”

My brows lifted. “Go on.”

She gave me a sinful little smile and took a few steps back. “I’m not wearing panties.”

My heart dropped. “This whole time, you haven’t had panties on?”

“No! Of course, I have! I took them off in the rest room downstairs. I wanted to be a bit naughty.”

“Naughty?”

She nodded.

“Do you want me to fuck you in your wedding dress, Kendall?”

Her eyes went from a bright, beautiful blue to dark and stormy. “Yes.”

“Well, what my wife wants my wife gets.”

“I do believe I’m going to like the perks of being married to you.”

As I lifted her up, Kendall wrapped her legs around my body. “I do believe you’re right.”

After gathering up her dress, I reached between her legs and moaned as I slipped my fingers inside her. She was ready for me. More than ready.

“Hunter, please. I need you.”

Somehow, I managed to support her against the wall, undo my pants, and take my cock out. As I pushed inside her, we both let out a long soft moan.

“Don’t go slow, Hunter. Please, give me what I want.”

Happy to oblige, I pulled out of her slightly before pushing back in, hard and fast. It didn’t take long for Kendall to cry out my name in pleasure. I followed quickly behind her.

When I’d regained the use of my legs, I walked us over to the bed and dropped down onto it, our chests heaving as we tried to control our breathing.

“I’m exhausted,” I panted.

“Me, too,” Kendall said. “Looks like we’re already turning into an old married couple.”

“It feels like the last few months have been a blur. Helping with the new team your dad bought, getting the Mustangs to a championship, and the wedding—it’s been insane. We have the right to be a bit tired.”

Kendall grinned. “It has been nonstop, but it was all worth it.”

“Yes, it was,” I said and kissed her lightly on the lips.

“How about we get undressed, crawl under the covers and… go to sleep.”

“I like that plan. We can make love in the morning before we leave for the airport.”

She slapped my chest before standing. “That’s a solid plan. Now get me out of this damn dress.”

“I deserve some sort of reward for getting you out of this thing.”

Kendall giggled as I went back to work on the dress.

“Who helped you pick this damn dress out, anyway?”

Peeking over her shoulder, Kendall deadpanned, “My father.”

With a grunt, I rolled my eyes and mumbled, “That bastard was trying to cock block me on my own wedding night.”

With another adorable chuckle, she said, “It almost worked.”

After the last button was undone and I examined the blister forming on my finger, I pushed it off her shoulders and let it pool around her on the floor. With a soft kiss on her shoulder, I whispered, “Almost.”

Kendall stood in the middle of the log home and stared out the window over the snow-covered countryside. “Canada?”

I had successfully pulled off surprising her. Of course, it had meant taking one of Damien’s private planes and blindfolding Kendall on the car ride up, but I’d done it.

Kendall spun around and stared at me, a panicked look on her face. “I let you pick the honeymoon destination, and you picked… Canada?”

I smiled. “Yeah. It’s not just Canada. It’s a cabin in Canada, away from everything and everyone. It’s perfect!”

With her mouth hanging open, Kendall shook her head then placed her fingers on the bridge of her nose. She started to mumble something about me never having control of family vacations.

“Look at the view from this picture window. Is that not beautiful?”

“Oh, it’s breathtaking, Hunter. Stunning. The only problem is I was under the impression we were going somewhere warm. You left clues it was someplace warm. I imagined I would be dressed in a bikini that you would be stripping off me every chance you got.”

I frowned at that thought. “Hmm, I didn’t think about that.”

“Clearly, Hunter! I packed for the beach. The. Beach.”

I snapped my fingers and pointed to her. “See, I am one step ahead of you. I had your mom pack another suitcase that I sent up earlier! It’s full of winter clothes. It’s funny though, your dad and mom sure did laugh a lot when I told them the plan about taking you to Canada.”

“I wonder why?”

I jammed my hands in my pockets. “Your dad said you would love it.”

“Of course, he did! He knew I’d be dressed from head to toe in winter clothes. Do you not remember the wedding dress from less than twenty-four hours ago?”

I swallowed hard. “But here it’s just us. I can build us a romantic fire, and we can make love in front of it. Nothing or no one will bother us. We can’t even get internet up here. It’s just the two of us.”

Kendall gasped. “What?”

“I know, it’s going to be so great to unplug.”

Kendall spun around and walked away from me. She went down the hall to the bedroom before slamming the door. And then there was silence.

Moments later, the door opened and she walked back out. “I love you, Hu

nter.”

I smiled. “I love you, too, baby. I thought for a second this was going to be our first fight as a married couple.”

“Oh, you were right.”

“You don’t like the cabin?”

“The cabin is beautiful. The view is beautiful. The bedroom is filled with rose petals and wine. Everything is romantic. I just thought it was a thousand miles south on a private beach somewhere. That’s what I had in my mind. I know it’s terrible, but I just never imagined this place. It’s just… I don’t know. I feel like I was tricked.”

I shoved my fingers through my hair and sighed. “Okay, well let me see if I can find something and we can fly out tomorrow.”

Kendall’s eyes widened in shock. “Wh-what?”

“Yeah, let me see what I can do to fix this.”

I grabbed my coat and started toward the door. Kendall reached for my arm and pulled me to a stop. “Where are you going?”