Page 63 of Wicked Obsession
Langley rested her hands on his shoulders. “We might have five minutes.”
“I’ll take what I can get.” He kissed her slow and sweet. “I needed that.”
“Mmm,” she hummed. “Me, too.”
“How long do we have to hang around?”
It was hard to speak while Ryder stroked her back, but she managed to say, “Midnight.”
“Is your leg going to hold up that long?”
“Of course.” Langley paused. She didn’t have to pretend with him. “It’ll help, though, if you stay close at hand so I can lean on you from time to time. It’s throbbing.”
“I’ll stick like glue.” Ryder pressed his lips to her temple. “And if anyone tries to dance with you, I’ll act possessive and glare.”
“That should do it.” Even with his hair cut short as it was today, Ryder could appear seriously frightening when he wanted. “When we get to St. Lucia, we won’t have to go anywhere or do anything unless we feel like it.”
“Another reason to look forward to the honeymoon.”
Langley leaned back far enough to see the amusement on his face, and it hit her how much she’d missed him while he’d been away. “I’m glad you’re safely home,” she said.
His expression became more somber. “So am I. I love you, Langley.”
“I know. I love you, too.”
Ryder kissed her again, this time with so much feeling, she could do nothing except cling to him.
“Ew! Gross!”
“Yeah, gross!”
They separated and Langley saw two ofRyder’s nephews standing there. The little one had his hands over his eyes, but his fingers were far enough apart that he could peek.
Before she or Ryder could ask what they were doing here, the older boy said, “Everyone’s looking for you.”
“Someone wants to give you toast,” the younger piped up, lowering his arms.
Langley shared a glance with Ryder. “Okay,” he said, “we’ll be right there.”
That was all the boys needed. They took off running, the younger of the two shouting, “Grandma, we found ‘em.”
“That wasn’t five minutes,” Ryder complained softly. His arm went around her waist as they walked back to the hub of the reception.
“It’s difficult for the bride and groom to slip away at their wedding.”
“Yeah.” They walked in silence for a bit before Ryder said, “After we return from St. Lucia, the team’s having a get together, a send-off for Stony. Think you’ll be up to it?”
It was the first time he’d invited her to hang out with his friends. Initially, she’d been dealing with her injury and then Ryder had been off on assignment. To her embarrassment, her throat tightened as emotion swamped her. This felt as monumental to her as their wedding—maybe more so in some ways.
“Of course,” Langley said, voice slightly thick. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
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