She laughs and takes a sip of water. “Yes.”
“God.” I think I must be bright red now. I glance down the table and see Thomas grinning, with a shocked look on Sam’s face. I can only imagine their version of this conversation. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Rose laughs. “I can’t say I won’t do the same at your wedding.”
Someone calls her attention away for a photo, and I meet Sam’s eyes. I’m embarrassed, but also not. It almost makes me want to do it again, right now. After all the wedding traditions are through, the cake, the bouquet, and the sendoff of the bride and groom, Sam finds me sitting at one of the tables, eating a piece of cake. “Ready to go home?” he asks.
The party is still in full swing, but I’m exhausted and Sam has a promise to keep. I take his hand and we say our goodbyes as we make our way out to our car.
“I can’t believe they bet on us.”
Sam chuckles, “I can.”
“We’ll have to make a bet at our wedding.”
“We can make a bet now,” he says, spinning me and backing me against the car.
I raise an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“I bet that you can’t keep quiet when I peel you out of that dress at home and fuck you senseless.”
“And what are the stakes in this bet?”
Sam stops and thinks. “If I win—and I will—you have to make me dinner naked, and I get two hours to tease you where you’re not allowed to come.”
“Hmm,” I say. Sam loves to see how long he can edge me, and I love it to because by the time I come it’s so intense that it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. But two hours is a long time. “Okay,” I say. “But I get the same thing if I win.”
A devious smile plays across his face. “Deal. And to make it just a little more interesting, how about we say that the prize will be offered on our wedding night.”
I freeze. Oh, he’s good. “Deal.”
He kisses me, but it’s not the powerful one I expect. It’s soft, intimate. “Have I mentioned that I love you today?”
“Yes,” I say, “but it’s always nice to hear.”
“I love you. Marry me?”
I laugh. “I already said yes.”
“I know, but it’s always nice to hear.”
“Yes,” I say, “I’ll marry you.”
“Good. Now let’s go home. I have a bet to win.”
I open the door and slip inside, “Not on your life.”
Thank you for reading!
Books By Penny Wylder
Filthy Boss
Her Dad’s Friend
Rockstars F#*k Harder
The Virgin Intern
Her Dirty Professor
The Pool Boy
Get Me Off
Caught Together
Selling Out to the Billionaire
Falling for the Babysitter
Lip Service
Expert Service
The Billionaire’s Virgin
The Billionaire’s Secret Babies
Her Best Friend’s Dad
Own Me
The Billionaire’s Gamble
Seven Days With Her Boss
Virgin in the Middle
The Virgin Promise
First and Last
Tease
Spread
Bang
Second Chance Stepbrother
Dirty Promise
Sext
Quickie
Bed Shaker
Deep in You
The Billionaire’s Toy
Buying the Bride
Dating My Friend’s Daughter
Big Man
Trapped with My Teacher
My 5 Bosses
Good Girls Say Yes
His Big Offer
Dangerous Love
The Roommate’s Baby
Perfect Boss
Cowboy Husband
Knocked Up By Her Brother’s Enemy