Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
My hands were steady in his as I listened and then vowed my heart, my soul, and my loyalty to this man. This little boy. This family.
This life.
And then it was done. We were married, and Enzo was kissing me like the world was ending.
Thunderous applause filled the space, but all I felt was his perfect mouth on mine, his hands firm and sure at my waist while Enzo kissed me like we’d been waiting seventeen years for this kiss—in front of his family and friends. Mine, too.
“My beautiful fucking wife,” he whispered in my ear, clasping our hands together as we walked up the aisle, giddy and excited to start our life together.
“My gorgeous husband.” I laid my head on his shoulder, smiling so brightly because I’d never been so happy. Never thought I would be this kind of happy again.
Enzo didn’t linger; he laughed and whisked me away, back to the bridal suite that was still filled with lingerie, half-empty champagne flutes, and makeup. The door barely closed all the way before he was kissing me again, slower and deeper this time.
I got lost in his kiss and his taste, in the feel of his hands as they slid under my dress. The sound of his barely contained desire sent a rush of goosebumps over my skin. “Enzo,” I panted. “Being here with you like this,” I gasped, “is even better than the first time we were together.”
His lips split into a sexy grin. “Yeah? Why’s that?”
“Because,” I sighed, “we know how devastating it felt to live without each other. Every kiss and every touch means more because neither of us ever thought we’d be here again.”
“I like that. My poetic wife.” He kissed me again. “I love you, Ren. So damn much, and I am never walking away from you again.”
“Good, because if you even try, I’ll come find you.” Gripping his lapels, I held him closer and smiled. “I understand you now, Enzo. I won’t let you go. I love you too much.”
“Oh, woman, I am going to love you for as long as I draw breath. And then beyond.”
“I’ll hold you to that, Mr. DeRossi.”
“You can hold me any way you want, for as long as you want, Mrs. DeRossi.”
The End