Keyonna turned in the direction Natasha indicated and met Nick’s deep, dark gaze. He excused himself from the couple he’d been talking to and strode up to where the two friends stood. Natasha squeezed Keyonna’s hand and with one last wink, glided away.
“Keyonna,” said Nick thickly when he reached her side. “Dear wife - have I told you how ravishing you look today?”
Keyonna smiled, taking in the teasing tone in the new endearment and judging from the blaze in his eyes, she knew he wasn’t completely joking.
“Hmm…about a hundred times,” she said drily and instinctively lifted her cheek for his kiss.
Drawing back a moment later, Nick laughed. “I never pictured myself as much of a romantic groom, but there’s something in the air today and I feel very much like sweeping you away on that month-long honeymoon of ours.”
Keyonna’s eyes widened. “Is it for that long?”
Nick’s gaze felt like a laser beam running over her honey-tinted skin, bared by her strapless ivory gown. “If I had my way, it would be for even longer. But before we get to leave, there’s someone I want you to meet.”
Keyonna’s brows lifted quizzically, especially when Nick seemed almost reluctant as he explained, “My stepmother. She missed the wedding ceremony, but I’m hoping she’ll make it here soon. She’s supposed to be arriving from her holiday in Tuscany by now.”
“Then we’ll wait,” Keyonna said firmly, warmed by the possessive glint in his dark eyes. He always made her feel desirable, and sexy. She wondered if he knew that he only had to look at her, and her pussy began to twitch and steep in its own juices.
Nick bent to whisper in her ear, and Keyonna went still as his words spilled sensually over her. “We may have a long flight ahead, but trust me once we arrive at our destination nothing is going to stop me from making slow, endless love to you. I’m going to love watching you squirm and beg for me to stop – then beg for me not to stop. Claiming you is going to be one hell of a pleasure, sweet wife.”
Keyonna let out a delicate cough, placing a hand over her now heated neck and hoping the whole world couldn’t see how his whispered words had been her shiver all over.
Nick chuckled, stealing a quick kiss from her lips and drawing back. “I’ll be right back,” he promised, before he turned and strode off. Keyonna watched him go with a look of longing and adoration she didn’t bother to hide now that his back was turned. She was in too deep; she could no longer deny it. And she didn’t feel ready to pull out, not unless Nick was right next to her, hand-in-hand in love’s journey of a lifetime.
“So, you really do love him.”
Keyonna spun round abruptly at the sound of that familiar female voice. Her eyes widened when she saw Trisha standing there. Keyonna really was surprised; she’d sent an invitation to Mark’s family but had never thought anyone would actually come.
Instead of reacting to Trisha’s strange statement, Keyonna asked the younger girl curiously, “You came alone?”
“Yes,” said Trisha with a shrug of her shoulders. She was dressed in a flattering tailored dress in deep plum which set off her skin nicely. Her straightened dark hair blew gently in the breeze and around her somewhat rounded face.
“I guess I had to see for myself if you really were going to get married. You know, Keyonna…I’d never have believed it possible that you’d be much of the publicity-hungry type. And yet in just one month you’ve turned from just an everyday career girl into the “Beautiful Vitale Bride”. Not my words, mind you – I got that quote from Majesty magazine. You granted them an interview last week.”
“I remember,” Keyonna murmured wryly. She hadn’t wanted to do the piece, but Nick insisted – as usual. It was all part of the exposure expected to showcase her now that she was to carry the Vitale name, he’d explained. Unlike some of the other spreads out there, Majestic magazine was actually one of the classiest and Keyonna felt sure no damage to her reputation would be risked. Thankfully, the questions were basically about the wedding, who designed her gown, the cost of the rings and only a bit about how they’d met. Keyonna of course had talked this out with Nick and their story was that they’d met through work and the romance had blossomed from there. No mention was made of Nick’s recently broken engagement to Rachel. And Keyonna couldn’t deny she’d had fun with the photo shoot where she’d been made to try on several gorgeous gowns, all designer made.
Now, Keyonna kept her smile in place and viewed Trisha with a watchful gaze. “It’s really nice of you to show up today. You were the last person I’d have expected to be here.”