Page 50 of The Fake Husband Deal

I took a deep breath.

“Lior…you have a fine butt.” I turned to the celebrant. “Can I say butt in here?”

She nodded, barely containing laughter.

“Yes, Lior, I love your butt. It’s a fine, fine butt. Unlike what you might think, your butt isn’t too old for me. Your butt understands me and sees what no one else does. It’s simply a perfect butt. I promise to cherish and worship your butt every day for the rest of our life together. Even when it sags.”

“My butt’s not going to sag,” Lior said in outrage before he caught himself. The way his gaze burned into mine, I wished the no-sex rule was banned so he could punish me for my ridiculous vows.

“Oh dear,” the celebrant said, looking at Lior. “Gravity comes for us all. Well, that has to be a record for how many times the word butt has been used during a ceremony.”

Jax and Tanner, who’d been quiet up till now, doubled over with laughter.

“Let’s keep this show on the road, boys. I have a feeling someone’s gearing up for the kiss.” The celebrant pointed at me while looking at Lior.

“Can you blame me?”

After exchanging rings and a final word from the celebrant, we were given the heads-up to kiss.

The plan had been a single chaste kiss for the photos.

The execution was…flexible. As soon as we had permission to kiss, I jumped into Lior’s arms, wrapped my legs around his waist, and kissed him like it was the last time I ever would.

I was barely aware of the sound of clicking cameras. Lior had his hands on my ass to keep me steady while I claimed his mouth. I was hungry for him, but I knew I couldn’t have more, so while he couldn’t do anything about it, I selfishly took advantage.

“Save it for the honeymoon,” Tanner joked.

There wouldn’t be a honeymoon. In just a few hours, we’d be back to our old lives with a huge secret—for now.

After signing the paperwork and getting our copies, we exited the chapel into the sunny Vegas morning.

“Guys, congratulations. That has to be the most entertaining wedding I’ve ever been to,” Tanner said. “Now let us have cake and champagne and celebrate in style.”

Our driver took us back to the hotel, where a buffet of food and desserts had been set up.

“We’ll be right back,” Lior said. “I just need a quick word with my husband.”

Lior

Idragged my new husband to my room. He didn’t even know how much trouble he was in.

As soon as I shut the door, Noah stepped closer, narrowing the distance between us in a few heartbeats. “Are we going to consummate our marriage?” he asked, his tone teasing yet laden with want.

Without another word, I pushed him back against the wall by the door. My hands found his waist, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us. He tilted his head up, our breath mingling, our lips inches apart. The anticipation built to an almost unbearable intensity.

“Did you think that kiss was a good idea?” I asked, my voice a low rumble.

“Yes…no?”

“Yes or no, Noah?”

I pinned his hands behind his back and held them there. With him having to look up to meet my gaze, it left his throat exposed.

His Adam’s apple bobbed and his blue eyes became almost black.

“Yes or no, Noah?”

“Yes. Fuck, I’d do it again and again. I don’t like the no-sex rule. I’m going to attempt to break it until you give in.”