Epilogue
“I ’m not signing the prenup !” She slammed the door in my face.
“Then I’m not fucking marrying you!” I yelled back, pounding my fist on the door.
“ Fuck off .”
“Open the goddamn door and I will!” I’d fuck off and fuck her right in this goddamn hallway.
Collins chuckled. “I told you, trouble .”
“Go fuck off with that shit,” I ground out. “Don’t call my wife trouble.” Why the hell had I asked him to be my best man?
Collins grinned. “She isn’t your wife yet.”
“Because she won’t fucking sign the prenup !” I yelled at our bedroom door.
“Because signing it gives this marriage an end date,” she yelled back.
I threw my hands up. “See what the fuck I have to deal with?” Goddamn it . “Pregnant women.” I shook my head.
“I still wouldn’t sign it if I wasn’t carrying your kicking, who-needs-sleep-at-night, I’m-a-holy-terror son!”
“ Jesus Christ .” I leaned my forehead on the wall.
“Quit swearing,” she barked.
“Trouble in paradise?” Talon Talerco, the SARC assigned to our Marine unit, chuckled as he came up the stairs.
“See?” Collins crossed his arms. “Trouble.”
Talon looked at me but tipped his chin toward Collins. “He still spoutin’ that bleeder versus trouble shit?”
“Yeah.” I pounded on the door. “Open up, woman. ”
She stood her ground. “I’ll open this door when you tear up that prenup.”
Fuck me. “No.”
Talon chuckled. “She ain’t budgin’. You wanna put a ring on it, you better man the fuck up.”
“I don’t want her goddamn money.” I had my own.
Collins smirked.
Talon laughed in earnest. “You’re in a fuckin’ mansion on the ocean in the highest-priced zip code in the state.” He tauntingly raised an eyebrow. “Your money buy her this?”
I growled at Talon. Combat medic or not, my respect for him wavered when he was being a prick.
“Exactly.” Talon smiled, as if proving a point. “She wanted it, she bought it, you benefitted. Seven bedrooms is plenty a room for little Tanks and Dreenas. Who fuckin’ cares where the funds came from?”
“Audrina,” I corrected. “My woman’s name is Audrina .”
Talon reached over and casually grasped the door handle and turned. The door swung open and my woman stood there with tears on her cheeks.
“Hey, darlin’.” Talon smiled at her. “How ya feelin’?”
“Mad.” She swiped at her face then put her hand on her bump. “And fat.”
Grinning, Talon shoved his hands in his pockets. “Well, you look gorgeous as hell. I’d marry you.”
It was reactionary. My arm was up and my hand was on Talon’s throat before he drew his next breath. “Watch it,” I warned, shoving him against the wall.
Talerco smiled his fucking smile, and Collins muttered, “Trouble.”
“Let go of Talon,” Audrina ordered.
“Sign the prenup,” I demanded, giving Talon one more shove before dropping my hand.
“Marry me because you love me,” she threw back .
“I do fucking love you!” I roared. “That’s why I had the goddamn paperwork drawn up. I’m protecting you .”
Her face softened, and she smiled. “Okay.”
I stilled.
I’d fallen for this emotional pendulum shit before in the past six months. Pregnant women could flip on a dime. “You’re signing it?”
“No.” She grinned and rubbed her belly. “But I love you back and I’m marrying you.”
“ Jesus fucking Christ .” I wanted to throttle her. Then fuck her. Then kiss her.
Talon chuckled. “We’ll go tell the preacher and guests to have a few more cocktails while y’all fuck and make up.” He winked at Audrina. “Don’t worry, darlin’. I’ll make sure the bar tab’s on him.” Talon went downstairs and threw open the door to the lanai. “Drink up, everyone! The soon-to-be newlyweds are gettin’ one more screw in.”
Collins shook his head. “I’m grabbing a beer.” He disappeared down the stairs.
“You fucking do that,” I said, staring at my woman.
“Don’t be rude,” Audrina defended him.
“He called you trouble. I’ll be as rude as I fucking want.”
“You like trouble,” she shot back.
“You’re right.” I fucking loved her smart mouth… on every other day but our wedding day when she wouldn’t sign a damn piece of paper that’d protect her money. Not that I’d ever take shit from her. She’d more than paid her karma dues with her fucked-up family. “Just sign the prenup.” I sighed. “Please.”
Her voice went quiet with hurt. “I don’t want to sign any paperwork that gives you a clear conscience to leave me.”
Jesus. I couldn’t fault her abandonment issues, but fuck, she was crushing me. “I’m not leaving you. Ever. I’m doing this to protect you. I want you to feel safe.”
“I feel safe when I’m with you.”
“I’m always gonna be here,” I promised .
She looked at me with doe eyes. “Then don’t make me sign anything.”
“Jesus, woman.” Pregnant, pouting and in a wedding dress. I didn’t stand a fucking chance. “Am I ever gonna win an argument with you?”
Sweet and innocent and so fucking gorgeous it hit me in the chest, she smiled. “Only in the bedroom.”
Fuck, she knew how to work me. “And don’t forget it,” I muttered, knowing I was going to drop the prenup thing.
“Are we done arguing?”
“Yeah.” I reached for her.
She stepped back. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”
Quicker than her, I moved. “I don’t need luck.” I lifted her into my arms. “I already knocked you up, woman.”
She smiled her real smile. “Yeah, you kinda did.”
I kicked our bedroom door shut. “You loved every minute of it.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Yeah, I kinda did.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Kinda?”
“Well…” She bit her bottom lip and glanced at the closed door. “I kinda forget how it happened.” She blushed. “Maybe you should remind me.”
I was already walking toward our bed. “Forget, huh?”
She nodded. “I think you might’ve kissed me.”
I laid her down and pushed the silky material of her dress up her thighs. “Yeah, I kissed you.” I shoved her dress up to her waist.
Damn.
Damn .
No underwear.
My already throbbing cock got so fucking hard, all my blood rushed south and I surged. My mouth latched on to her sweet fucking cunt, and I sucked. Hard.
Her back bowed off the bed. “Oh my God, Falcon .”
I licked her entire length. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours. Yoursyoursyours. ”
Damn fucking straight. I drove my tongue into her.
Her hands gripped my hair, and her hips thrust up to meet me. Her desire filled my mouth as her pussy started to detonate. Sucking her clit between my teeth, I gave her one more lick before unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants.
My cock sprang free, and I pulled her to the edge of the bed. Fisting myself, I looked down at my woman. “You’re mine.”
Her delicate hand grasped my thigh as her hotter-than-sin, sex-rasped voice washed over me. “I love you.”
I thrust deep in to my soon-to-be wife and stilled. Cupping her face, I gave her what I never thought I would give away. I gave her my heart. “I fucking love you.”