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Everyone laughs and gets up, heading for the door. I take Scarlett’s hand and tug her up from the couch. I start to follow the group out of the room, but I feel Scarlett pulling me back.
I look at her. "What’s going on?"
“Bye, girls! Love you, Mariah!” she calls.
“Bye, Mom! Love you too!”
Then they’re all gone, the door shutting behind them.
"I was just thinking," she says. "Could we have dinner brought up? Since we missed it anyway?"
"Sure. But why?"
She slides her arms around my neck and presses close, kissing my throat. My cock immediately begins to respond. "It’s just… you’re right. The "my wife" thing is really hot."
I grin down at her as I slide my hands up her back to her hair. I pull the ponytail holder free, wrap it around my wrist, and start to unbraid her hair. "Yes, it is, Princess. Yes, it fucking is."
"So…" She kisses along my jaw as I pull my fingers through her hair. "Maybe we can wait a little bit to call down for food too, Your Highness?"
I bend and sweep her into my arms. She gives a sweet little gasp then giggles as I carry her into the bedroom.
“Yes, but…” I stop next to the bed and let her slide down my body. "I believe it’smy husbandto you now."
She gives me that smile that will forever reach into my chest and wrap around my heart as she pulls me down onto the bed with her. “Yes, it certainly is, my husband.”