perfect.”
“We’re both to blame,” she said. “When I explained what I’d heard to Trent, I realized how stupid I’d been. I’d hardly heard anything at all, but I’d been ready to run.”
“Well, to be honest, she did offer to marry me, but I told her I’d already found you and I wasn’t about to give you up. In the end, she admitted to being lonely and apologized.”
“That’s kind of sad.”
“Yeah, but it happens. That’s why I placed that ad; I needed to find someone to take away the loneliness.”
“I’ll do it,” she admitted, staring up at him.
“For how long?” he asked, semi-teasing. He’d been shaken, too, and he wanted to hear her reassurance.
“Forever.”
He lowered his head and placed a gentle, chaste kiss on her lips.
“Oh, god, get a room,” Trent yelled, on his way to the trailer.
He maneuvered past them with his cane in hand, and Tyler followed carrying their lunch.
“Will he be alright?” Bree asked. “It looked like you hit him pretty hard.”
“Yeah, he’ll be fine. It’s not the first time we’ve been in a fight, and he likes that I don’t take it easy on him because of the cane.”
“Lunch now, kiss later,” Tyler called to them. The two brothers were already waiting inside the trailer.
“We do have to keep your strength up,” he whispered, as he nuzzled her neck.
She laughed and pulled him behind her into the office.
Chapter Seven
Sabrina studied the diamond ring on her left hand. She wiggled her fingers and watched as the light caught on the three stones and reflected on the wall. The piece of jewelry was exactly what she’d always wanted.
The following day, before she and Travis went ring shopping, he’d admitted to a tiny white lie. In an effort to avoid gold-diggers and women who only cared about money, he’d stated he wanted a wife who could live off a modest income. He hadn’t changed his mind, but he had enough for extravagant things if she wanted them.
She’d already figured out he was worth more than he’d suggested, but she appreciated his honesty and trust before they wed. He offered both again when he’d given her free reign in the jewelry store, but she didn’t choose her ring based on the size of the diamonds or the price.
She’d picked out the piece that best fit her personality and style, which included a modest price, because she planned to never take it off.
A few hours before, she and Travis stood before the judge and promised to love, honor and obey each other for the rest of their lives. Tyler and Travis served as their witnesses, and after the documents were signed, they went to lunch, and then embarked on their honeymoon.
Travis had waited for her in the other room while she’d taken a bubble bath, and enjoyed the oversized tub. She’d also painted her toenails and restyled her hair. She took another look in the bathroom mirror and smiled at the lingerie she’d bought for their wedding night.
She smoothed her hands over the white, lacy fabric that covered her breasts, and then down the sheer chemise to the matching lace edge. She could see the matching panties through the fabric, and knew Travis would like the lace front and sheer back.
Her nipples hardened, and she squeezed her thighs together when she thought about the predatory way he looked at her, both in and out of the bedroom. He didn’t hide his desire, and she reveled in his possessive behavior. She knew he would protect, defend and love her for the rest of their lives.
The thoughts pushed her to open the door, and she left the bathroom in search of her new husband. She found him in the main room of the suite, resting in an overstuffed lounge chair. He’d removed his jacket and tie, and kicked off his shoes, but he still wore the pristine white dress shirt he’d worn for the ceremony.
She studied him for a few moments, and once again felt grateful she’d taken a chance and answered his ad. His shirt outlined his sculpted muscles, and the
“We’re both to blame,” she said. “When I explained what I’d heard to Trent, I realized how stupid I’d been. I’d hardly heard anything at all, but I’d been ready to run.”
“Well, to be honest, she did offer to marry me, but I told her I’d already found you and I wasn’t about to give you up. In the end, she admitted to being lonely and apologized.”
“That’s kind of sad.”
“Yeah, but it happens. That’s why I placed that ad; I needed to find someone to take away the loneliness.”
“I’ll do it,” she admitted, staring up at him.
“For how long?” he asked, semi-teasing. He’d been shaken, too, and he wanted to hear her reassurance.
“Forever.”
He lowered his head and placed a gentle, chaste kiss on her lips.
“Oh, god, get a room,” Trent yelled, on his way to the trailer.
He maneuvered past them with his cane in hand, and Tyler followed carrying their lunch.
“Will he be alright?” Bree asked. “It looked like you hit him pretty hard.”
“Yeah, he’ll be fine. It’s not the first time we’ve been in a fight, and he likes that I don’t take it easy on him because of the cane.”
“Lunch now, kiss later,” Tyler called to them. The two brothers were already waiting inside the trailer.
“We do have to keep your strength up,” he whispered, as he nuzzled her neck.
She laughed and pulled him behind her into the office.
Chapter Seven
Sabrina studied the diamond ring on her left hand. She wiggled her fingers and watched as the light caught on the three stones and reflected on the wall. The piece of jewelry was exactly what she’d always wanted.
The following day, before she and Travis went ring shopping, he’d admitted to a tiny white lie. In an effort to avoid gold-diggers and women who only cared about money, he’d stated he wanted a wife who could live off a modest income. He hadn’t changed his mind, but he had enough for extravagant things if she wanted them.
She’d already figured out he was worth more than he’d suggested, but she appreciated his honesty and trust before they wed. He offered both again when he’d given her free reign in the jewelry store, but she didn’t choose her ring based on the size of the diamonds or the price.
She’d picked out the piece that best fit her personality and style, which included a modest price, because she planned to never take it off.
A few hours before, she and Travis stood before the judge and promised to love, honor and obey each other for the rest of their lives. Tyler and Travis served as their witnesses, and after the documents were signed, they went to lunch, and then embarked on their honeymoon.
Travis had waited for her in the other room while she’d taken a bubble bath, and enjoyed the oversized tub. She’d also painted her toenails and restyled her hair. She took another look in the bathroom mirror and smiled at the lingerie she’d bought for their wedding night.
She smoothed her hands over the white, lacy fabric that covered her breasts, and then down the sheer chemise to the matching lace edge. She could see the matching panties through the fabric, and knew Travis would like the lace front and sheer back.
Her nipples hardened, and she squeezed her thighs together when she thought about the predatory way he looked at her, both in and out of the bedroom. He didn’t hide his desire, and she reveled in his possessive behavior. She knew he would protect, defend and love her for the rest of their lives.
The thoughts pushed her to open the door, and she left the bathroom in search of her new husband. She found him in the main room of the suite, resting in an overstuffed lounge chair. He’d removed his jacket and tie, and kicked off his shoes, but he still wore the pristine white dress shirt he’d worn for the ceremony.
She studied him for a few moments, and once again felt grateful she’d taken a chance and answered his ad. His shirt outlined his sculpted muscles, and the
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