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As Fischer and Grizz gang up on Miles, Maddie shakes her head and tells me, “Don’t let the big lug fool you. Fischer wants what’s best for you, and Miles is definitely growing on him.”

“I know.” I reach for my wine glass and take a big sip before laughing. “I’m betting the front-row tickets to several of the Falcons’ home games didn’t hurt either.”

“He’s a man. Of course, it helped,” Maddie agrees.

“It’s amazing how that works.” I laugh as Morgan comes back from the bathroom. Her third freaking trip to the bathroom in the last hour.

“Are you okay?” I ask her, noticing the slight green tint to her complexion.

“I’m great. I’m starting to get used to puking every hour or so.” The reason for her ailment hits me right between the eyes, and I’m so happy for Miles’ sister and brother-in-law. We haven’t exactly been practicing safe sex ourselves, so I’m wondering if I’m about to be experiencing the same thing soon.

At the end of the night, we make plans to meet for dinner the next Thursday, and before long our triple dates become a weekly thing.

“Please,” I beg as he continues to torture me. “Touch something important.”

“Patience, honey bun.” He isn’t going to let me rush him, so I decide to take matters into my own hands. Literally. While he slowly drives me out of my mind touching every inch of my body except the parts I want him to touch, I reach between us and take hold of his erection. I stroke it until he groans against my sensitive skin.

Frustration and a surprise attack give me the advantage, and I end up rolling him onto his back before he realizes what’s happening. “Patience, my rear end,” I grumble and slide down his muscular body to wrap my lips around his hardness.

It’s time for him to get a taste of his own medicine. I lightly run my tongue around the tip before placing little kisses along the vein running down the front of his cock. “You’re playing with fire, honey bun.”

“Patience, king stud.” I throw his words back at him and lick my way back up his shaft.

“I’m going to whip your ass for this.” Does he really think that’s a threat?

“I look forward to it.” I close my lips around his hardness and suck him to the back of my throat. I throw myself into blowing his mind, and my efforts pay off when he wraps his hand in my hair and tells me all the dirty things he’s going to do to my body.

“Get up here and ride me.” He reaches down and lifts me against his body. I straddle his thighs as he lowers me onto his erection. I rotate my hips, drawing his cock deeper. He tries to pull me down harder, but I lock my knees and force him to let me set the pace.

I’m concentrating on my mission to drive him crazy when he smacks my rear end, hard. Fireworks explode behind my closed eyes as a sudden orgasm tears through me. Pleasure rocks my world, and he thrusts faster while I ride out my climax.

When he comes shouting my name, I drop limply across his chest. Exhaustion overtakes me, and I don’t think a tornado could make me move right now.

“Marry me.” That does it. I sit straight up and stare down into his eyes. “I love you, and I want the whole world to know you’re mine.”

“This is fast.” But right. I feel it all the way to my toes.

“What can I say? I’m quick on my feet.” He pulls me down for his kiss. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes.” I smile against his lips as happiness flows through me.

Grizz and Morgan announce their pregnancy a day later. And while I don’t want to steal their thunder, I also don’t want to wait to become Mrs. Miles Tempest. In the end, we decide on a quick courthouse ceremony with just Coach Marrow and the Falcons’ owner, Jordan Sterling, as witnesses.

What can I say? We couldn’t ask Fischer and Maddie to do it without asking Grizz and Morgan. And we wanted to keep it a secret so no one could complain about being left out.

My parents take the news hard at first, but my mom understands where I’m coming from so she convinces my dad to give Miles a chance. I’m pretty sure the tickets to the first home game and flights to Silver Spoon Falls help, too.

Now, my brother. That’s another story. He ends up giving Miles two black eyes this time. I’m pretty sure my enforcer husband let my brother have the upper hand, but I’m going to keep that little tidbit to myself.

A week after our simple wedding, a different tentacle porn book shows up at the house without a note. Since it was ordered from an online bookstore, we can’t return it, so I read it. No use in letting it go to waste, after all.

Having new tentacle porn books show up at our house becomes a regular thing. I’m not sure if it’s Miles’ teammates or one of our siblings sending them, and I don’t really care. I just read the books and keep my mouth shut.

Dealing with large families definitely gets freaking complicated, but I wouldn’t change a thing.