Chapter 16

Rebecca

The stars must be aligned for the crazies this month. I’m glad tomorrow is the start of the new year. I can’t take any more of this. First, I’m shot, then some nutty broad tries to kill my man, and I’m sure I was next. She admitted it the second we saw each other as the cops dragged her away. I’ve never seen someone so rabid. She practically foamed at the mouth.

Tonight, I’m just looking to ring in the new year with my Rob. The locks on the condo have been changed, and the apartment searched for any hidden devices. There were several, one which caught Rob on his knees eating me out. Luckily all of them were removed and destroyed. Every file traced and also deleted. It’s a pity because it’s so damn sexy. The cops believe that’s what set her off. Seeing him lose control with me sent her obsession into overdrive.

I dig through the closet for my shoes which are still in a large box. Most of my things were moved in four days ago, but we haven’t had too much time to unpack. As soon as I have them, I step back into the bedroom and listen to the shower, knowing Rob is in there completely naked. Damn, I get so excited picturing his strong, firm muscles with water pouring over them, especially his long, thick cock. I’m addicted to it. I’d sneak in there, but he’s been on edge, and I don’t want to scare him. Yesterday I saw a brief glimpse of fear before relief when I walked into his office. Rob has talked about it at least a couple of times, and I’m ready to follow him anywhere.

We’re on our way to Mason and Winter’s wedding. As we countdown, they will say their vows. “Rob, are you almost ready?” I ask, slipping on my dress for the night. It’s a midnight blue satin dress that hits mid-thigh. Since we’re going to be with a married couple and my brother, I doubt Rob’s going to freak, but I can’t wait to see his face when he sees me.

“I’ll be out in ten minutes,” he calls out.

“Okay, I’ll be downstairs.” I finish up my makeup in the bathroom downstairs because the lighting in the bathrooms is fabulous. When I step out, he comes down the stairs with his mouth wide open.

“Fucking holy shit. You look incredible,” he groans out, biting on his lips and running his eyes all over my body. He steps closer, inches from me and growls like an animal. My body heats up, burning for him.

“Thank you. You’re pretty sexy yourself,” I confess. He’s wearing a tailored suit that molds to his frame.

“Have I told you I love you, today?” he asks. His voice is gruff and raspy with lust, making me forget that we have plans. He smirks, knowing what he’s doing to me as his hands cup my ass and pressing me to him. His cock is so hard, I want to drop down to my knees.

I pause to think, twisting my lips and tapping my finger on my chin. “Around four times I’d say, but two of them don’t count because you were coming deep inside of me.”

“They always count because you’re my only one. Every ounce of me belongs to you, including every drop of cum I bury inside of you,” he grunts.

“Every ounce of me belongs to you, too,” I confess. From the first moment we met, he had my heart.

“Not yet, but it will be. Rebecca, will you marry me?” he asks, sliding a sparkling diamond solitaire on my finger. It’s silly for me to feel this way, but I’m so shocked. I expected and didn’t at the same time.

“Of course. Yes. I’ll marry you,” I sob, tears filling my eyes immediately. Thankfully, my mascara is waterproof.

He wipes my tears, smiling at me. “Good, not that it mattered because my ass wasn’t going to take no for an answer,” he informs me, making me laugh.

I get serious for a moment, just a moment to ask, “Then why did you bother to ask?”

“To make you think you had a choice,” he says with a cocky smirk.

“Oh, shut it.” I jab him in the arm and walk past. He’s not having that. Instead, he drags me back to him, tilting me and claiming my lips with his. The feel of his strong hands cradling my head and back is perfect. When we’re both breathless, he sets me on my feet and steady before letting me go.

“It’s time to leave, and as much as I’d like to stay and celebrate, we have somewhere important to be.” I roll my eyes since he’s the one who delayed us, not that I’m complaining about it, but I’m not the one dragging my heels. He slips on my coat for me, kissing my neck before putting on his and leading us down to the parking garage. Like always, he holds my door open for me, helping me in before running around to the front to get in. Thank goodness for seat warmers because it’s cold. The parking garage is heated, but this is Chicago on New Year’s Eve. It’s blisteringly frigid out.

He hops in and starts the engine, then intertwines our fingers, bringing my hand to his mouth and kissing it before pulling out of our space. The drive to Mason’s moves quickly since most of the traffic is coming into the city for the downtown celebration. As soon as we park, James comes out with his arms open for a hug from me. Then he shakes Rob’s hand.

“How’s it going?” Rob asks.

“Good, Mason’s losing his patience for the ceremony. We have about twenty more minutes, but he’s been itching to run upstairs and drag her down here.”

“I understand the feeling.”

“Speaking of, come inside. There’s a surprise for you too.” As soon as we’re inside, a squeal comes out as an older woman rushes to us throwing her arms, not around Rob but me.

“Mom,” he grumbles. The shock disappears, and a smile stretches across my face. Her excitement of meeting me overtakes any fear I felt meeting them. Although, I didn’t plan on meeting them for another week.

“Sorry, sorry. It’s just I’m so happy for you both,” she exclaims after releasing me from her tight squeeze.

“Thanks,” he mutters before she throws her arms around him next.

“Hey while we’re all here why don’t you two get married too?” Mason’s mom says coming up to us and grabbing my hand.

“Oh my goodness. You are engaged? Yes. A double wedding would be so adorable,” Rob’s mom cheerfully agrees.

“Um…it’s not my day. It’s Winter’s. That would be wrong of me.”

“A lot of couples have double weddings,” Mason adds. “I’m all for it as long as we do it at Midnight because I’m not waiting a moment longer.” Mason looks between us and sees our hesitation. “Well I’m taking her on a honeymoon afterward, so we won’t be around for two weeks.” Damn, which means we can’t get married for several weeks.

Mrs. Hunt phone goes off. She looks up at us after checking it. “Rebecca, come on. Winter wants you to come upstairs for a minute.”  Rob takes my jacket, giving me a peck on my lips. Mrs. Hunt grabs my hand and hurries me up the stairs before Rob kisses me again.

As soon as I open the door, she squeals and wraps me in her arms. “You have to do it.”

“Do it?” I ask, stepping back and looking at how beautiful Winter looks in her gown.

She grabs my shoulders, causing me to wince. “Sorry, but you have to get married with us. It would be wonderful,” she demands. How did she know? Supersonic hearing? “So…” she says, tapping her foot.

“We don’t have all the necessary things like rings and the license.”

“Oh, who needs those?” She waves me off. I laugh because I don’t need them, but I do want Rob to wear a wedding ring. I want bitches to know right off the bat that he’s taken. I can’t blame a woman for looking at him because he’s gorgeous, but once they see that ring, they should back off. If they don’t, I’ll bury them. I’ve had enough of crazy women to last a lifetime. Suddenly, it becomes a fabulous idea. I want to marry Rob as soon as possible.

“You’re right. We don’t really need them to have a ceremony,” I admit.

“See. Come on. We’re getting hitched.”

“I don’t know what Rob thinks of it,” I argue. I didn’t ask him—no one did.

“I’ll marry you this second,” he growls through the door. Oh hell, he’s listening in. I should have known better.

“I can’t believe I’m going to do this,” I exclaim nervously.

“Only if you want, babe.” I open the door because I can’t talk to him through the door.

“I’ll marry you right now too. I just feel guilty.”

“Don’t. It’ll make this day even more awesome,” Winter adds.

“Fine. Now get out of here, Rob.” I shove him away from the door and close it.

Five minutes later, James and Henry come into the room. “Let’s get you both to your impatient grooms.” Winter and I can’t stop smiling as they walk us down the stairs to the music playing on the Alexa device.

When I look at Rob, I see my home and his promise to love me forever. Everything is in his eyes and the way he looks at me. It consumes me, and I enthusiastically say our vows as Winter and Mason do theirs.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one,” we all cheer.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Gentlemen, you may kiss your brides,” the officiant says. Rob bends me slightly and claims me as his own.

Rob’s father, who I haven’t formally met, hands me a drink, but I put it back. James grabs another one. “This is hers.”

“Oh, she’s not twenty-one?”

“Um…yes, but it’s more than that dad. Mom?” he calls out, getting her attention. “Rebecca and I are having a baby.” His mom lost her ever-loving mind and started dancing around the room hugging us and everyone who would let her. Yes, this was a night to remember.