“Our moms are looking forward to taking them to the fireworks tonight,” he says, running his nose up my neck.
“I’m sorry we’re going to miss them,” I say, but then I smile. “I guess we’ll just have to make some of our own.” I turn in his arms and look up into his smiling face. “Think you can handle that, Mr. Renshaw?”
He places his forehead against mine and I feel his hand slide down to my ass. “Mrs. Renshaw, you better watch yourself. Don’t you dare give me a challenge.”
“You’re groping me in Disney. I’m pretty sure Mickey Mouse is going to have something to say about that.”
He smacks my ass and I squeal and giggle. I try to pull away from him, but his grip only tightens.
“I dare that rat to try and take you away from me.”
“Not a chance in the world,” I say, pulling him close to me and placing a kiss on his lips.
I’m so lost in just the two of us that I don’t feel someone come up beside us. When we break apart from our kiss, I’m shocked to see Mickey standing there with his hands on his hips, tapping his foot. My cheeks redden like I’ve been caught by a teacher making out with my boyfriend behind the bleachers.
“Sorry, Mickey,” I mumble, and then break out into laughter.
“I’m not,” Brooks says and pulls me even closer. I feel him squeeze my ass one more time before Mickey waves at us and keeps on walking.
“I think that just made my whole vacation,” I say and laugh again at how ridiculous that was.
“Careful, beautiful,” Brooks says in my ear. “I’m going to fuck you like a dirty princess tonight.”
A warm shiver travels down my back as I think of all the ways he’s going to love me. Can the happiest place on earth get any happier? I think I’m going to find out.
THE END