that Kevin has to sign over all his rights.”
She started to get up, but Logan slid his arm around her and pulled her down with him. “No, we’ll talk to Samuel together,” he said. “Just so you know, Julia, I’ll find a way to make those girls mine legally, and in every other way that counts.”
“You’d do that for me?”
Logan shook his head. “No, I’m doing it for those girls, for us and for our children. We’re a family, Julia, and, from now on, I’m the only husband you’ll ever have. No other man is going to have any say in this house ever again.”
Julia slid her hand over his face as she lay sprawled on top of him. “I love you,” she said, and she pressed a kiss to his lips as he rolled her beneath him once again.
Chapter 14
“H ere they come, everyone!”
Glasses clinked as Samuel, dressed in a suit and a gold tie, his dark hair slicked back, stood among the hundred guests in the McKay community hall, which was festooned with bows and ribbons and flowers on all the tables.
Julia, in a white, strapless wedding gown that flowed from the waist, and a lace veil pinned to her short, dark hair, stepped into the hall, holding Logan’s arm. This was her fairytale, and she looked up at her husband, who was wearing a tux that made him look even more handsome than she’d ever thought possible. He put his other hand over hers, holding her to him as they stepped into a room filled with friends and family who’d witnessed their vows an hour ago in the small town church.
“Julia, you look so beautiful,” Samuel said. “It’s not too late to tell my brother to get lost and run away with me instead.”
Logan put his hand on Samuel’s shoulder and gave him a gentle shove. “Get lost!” he said with a laugh. “Keep your hands off my wife.”
Every one of the Wilde brothers was tall, broad shouldered, and totally alpha; they seemed to take over the room—perhaps even the town—just by the way they walked.
“Hey, you,” Ben said, kissing Julia on the cheek. She was pleased to see the second Wilde brother, the oil executive who had helped find Trinity. He winked down at the girls and then tossed Trinity over his shoulder in her long, pink flower-girl dress. She squealed, and he lifted Dawn under his other arm as she giggled. “You two troublemakers look gorgeous in those beautiful gowns—like princesses.”
Julia couldn’t get over how he talked to her girls and how comfortable he was with them. He could have stepped off the cover of GQ, and his personality was such a contrast—in her eyes, anyway. “Your brother sure is good with kids,” she said to Logan.
When she glanced up at him, he leaned down and kissed her nose. “He’d better be, since he’s staying with them while we go off on our honeymoon.”
“Yeah, where are you taking me, anyway?” she asked just as his brother Joe and his very tall, dark-haired wife, Margaret, joined them. Joe’s son, Ryan, stepped up as well, and Samuel tousled his hair. The youngest Wilde brother, Jake, stood on the other side of him. He, too, was dark haired, broader in the shoulders than the other brothers, and he had brooding eyes. There was a tension she couldn’t put a finger on between Samuel and Jake.
“Yeah, where are you taking your wife, Logan?” Samuel asked in an amused way. Julia was puzzled by the expression on Joe and Margaret’s faces.
“Let me give you some advice from one sister-in-law to another,” Margaret said as she stepped in and hugged Julia. She then put her hands on both of Julia’s shoulders. “If he says he’s taking you camping—say no.”
Every one of the brothers burst out laughing—except Joe, who winced. Julia looked up to Logan, confused.
“Long story,” Logan said. “I’ll fill you in later, but let’s just say that some of my brothers are a little thick in the head.”
“That is absolutely true, Julia,” Logan’s mother piped up as she joined them. She was a short, gray-haired lady
She started to get up, but Logan slid his arm around her and pulled her down with him. “No, we’ll talk to Samuel together,” he said. “Just so you know, Julia, I’ll find a way to make those girls mine legally, and in every other way that counts.”
“You’d do that for me?”
Logan shook his head. “No, I’m doing it for those girls, for us and for our children. We’re a family, Julia, and, from now on, I’m the only husband you’ll ever have. No other man is going to have any say in this house ever again.”
Julia slid her hand over his face as she lay sprawled on top of him. “I love you,” she said, and she pressed a kiss to his lips as he rolled her beneath him once again.
Chapter 14
“H ere they come, everyone!”
Glasses clinked as Samuel, dressed in a suit and a gold tie, his dark hair slicked back, stood among the hundred guests in the McKay community hall, which was festooned with bows and ribbons and flowers on all the tables.
Julia, in a white, strapless wedding gown that flowed from the waist, and a lace veil pinned to her short, dark hair, stepped into the hall, holding Logan’s arm. This was her fairytale, and she looked up at her husband, who was wearing a tux that made him look even more handsome than she’d ever thought possible. He put his other hand over hers, holding her to him as they stepped into a room filled with friends and family who’d witnessed their vows an hour ago in the small town church.
“Julia, you look so beautiful,” Samuel said. “It’s not too late to tell my brother to get lost and run away with me instead.”
Logan put his hand on Samuel’s shoulder and gave him a gentle shove. “Get lost!” he said with a laugh. “Keep your hands off my wife.”
Every one of the Wilde brothers was tall, broad shouldered, and totally alpha; they seemed to take over the room—perhaps even the town—just by the way they walked.
“Hey, you,” Ben said, kissing Julia on the cheek. She was pleased to see the second Wilde brother, the oil executive who had helped find Trinity. He winked down at the girls and then tossed Trinity over his shoulder in her long, pink flower-girl dress. She squealed, and he lifted Dawn under his other arm as she giggled. “You two troublemakers look gorgeous in those beautiful gowns—like princesses.”
Julia couldn’t get over how he talked to her girls and how comfortable he was with them. He could have stepped off the cover of GQ, and his personality was such a contrast—in her eyes, anyway. “Your brother sure is good with kids,” she said to Logan.
When she glanced up at him, he leaned down and kissed her nose. “He’d better be, since he’s staying with them while we go off on our honeymoon.”
“Yeah, where are you taking me, anyway?” she asked just as his brother Joe and his very tall, dark-haired wife, Margaret, joined them. Joe’s son, Ryan, stepped up as well, and Samuel tousled his hair. The youngest Wilde brother, Jake, stood on the other side of him. He, too, was dark haired, broader in the shoulders than the other brothers, and he had brooding eyes. There was a tension she couldn’t put a finger on between Samuel and Jake.
“Yeah, where are you taking your wife, Logan?” Samuel asked in an amused way. Julia was puzzled by the expression on Joe and Margaret’s faces.
“Let me give you some advice from one sister-in-law to another,” Margaret said as she stepped in and hugged Julia. She then put her hands on both of Julia’s shoulders. “If he says he’s taking you camping—say no.”
Every one of the brothers burst out laughing—except Joe, who winced. Julia looked up to Logan, confused.
“Long story,” Logan said. “I’ll fill you in later, but let’s just say that some of my brothers are a little thick in the head.”
“That is absolutely true, Julia,” Logan’s mother piped up as she joined them. She was a short, gray-haired lady
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