Page 86 of Catch Him

Dec lookedaround the room and raised a glass, tapping a spoon gently. “Everyone, a toast to my lovely bride.”

Cheers were offered and everyone lifted their glasses in salute.

“I thought you wanted to call me your wife,” Sinead reminded him.

He lowered his voice. “I can’t call you my wife until I’ve consummated the marriage. For now you’re my bride.”

“Are you for real?”

Yes, he thought. He was real. His very real self that only she allowed him to be.

“There is only one question that remains.”

“And that is?”

“Do you want to make love or get fucked on your wedding night?”

His bride smiled with a little glimmer in her eye. “Both.”

“There is my clever girl.”