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After hauling me up on my feet, Theo pushed my jeans and underwear off. Once they were kicked to the side, he twisted me so I was facing the mirror. His lips went to my neck, kissing and sucking, while his hands cupped my breasts. He reached into the top of my shirt, pulling them out before playing with my nipples. “Knees.”

I did as he ordered, kneeling in front of him. Before I could turn around, he positioned himself behind me, placing a hand to my back so I was on my hands as well.

He slammed into me hard, making me almost fall forward. I tipped my ass up, crying out as he moved in me again.

When my head dropped forward, he wrapped his hand around my neck and held my chin so I met his gaze in the mirror.

It was insanely intimate, and almost overwhelming. But it was also wickedly hot. His focus would move between watching where his cock was stretching me and the mirror.

I exploded. Crying out embarrassingly loud, I came. I couldn’t think, speak, or move as it tore through me.

“Thank fuck,” Theo grunted behind me before locking his gaze with mine in the mirror. Even as he came, his eyes heavy and hooded, he watched me intently.

Iwas all he needed.

Iwas who got him hard, made him feel good, and got him off.

Iwas his, and he wasmine.

“You’re right. The mirror was an amazing idea, my Theo,” I said on a sigh as I fell forward.

Chuckling, Theo fell right along with me.

???

I’m getting married.

To Theo.

Ridiculously good-looking Theo, who happens to be sweet, thoughtful, and smart.

How is this my life right now?

Sitting in the back of the SUV with Theo, I didn’t tug at my skirt, filled with nerves. Instead, I looked at my ring, loving the way the sunlight hit it. It’d been more than a week since Theo had put it on my finger, and I still hadn’t gotten used to it.

I also hadn’t gotten used to the million daily emails from Rachelle, Julie, and Tina. Rachelle had also started a secret Pinterest board for us all, which was used often. I’d thought I’d have more time to just enjoy the engagement before planning started, but Theo was adamant about wanting to get married soon.

Since he asked for little, I was determined to make it happen.

There was plenty of time to enjoy our togetherness once we were married.

“Is your mom meeting us?” I asked.

Theo nodded. “She texted that she’ll be coming into the city early to window shop.”

“I guess that means I don’t have time to grab a coffee.”

“We’ve still got time,” Niall said, punching something into the GPS.

“You don’t have to go out of the way,” I said. “I’m sure there’s someplace near the office.”

“The GPS tells me traffic reports.”

“Oh. No wonder you always use it, even if we’re going somewhere you know. I, uhh, thought maybe you were as bad with directions as I am.”

As I spoke, the whole feeling in the car changed. Theo went tense, his muscles tightening. The air felt heavier.

I watched as Theo and Niall made eye contact in the rearview mirror.