“True.” She slipped her hands around his neck and into the soft hair at his nape. Heath couldn’t suppress his answering shudder at her soft caress. “Say it again?” she asked.
“What?” He frowned. “I could hardly disappoint you?”
“No, the other part.”
His slow smile grew. “My wife?”
“Yes!” Aileen snuggled closer, her heat and the brush of her curves against him making him sigh with contentment. “I love the sound of that.”
“And I love you, darling. That makes us both perfect for each other.”
“I love you too.” She leaned in and kissed him sweetly before pulling away to take his hand and lead him back down the aisle toward the exit, her tone wistful. “Do you think this is it? The pinnacle of our love affair?”
Heath tugged her to him once more at the doors, smiling down into her beautiful face, knowing he’d made the most wonderful choice ever by marrying her. “Nah. Trust me, darling. The best is definitely yet to come.”
End of A Billionaire for Christmas