Firestorm (The Sons of Templar MC Book 2)

By: Anne Malcom

She reached him, smiling so bright he almost choked on how beautiful she looked.

“Hey,” she whispered.

“You’re fucking breathtaking, Sparky,” he choked out, not even embarrassed his eyes were slightly wet.

She blushed slightly. He had never seen his girl blush and his cock pulsed in his pants at the sight of it. “You’re not too bad yourself,” she whispered.

He eyed Steg, who was grinning at them both expectantly. “Wanna get hitched now?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she replied.

He could hardly wait for Steg to mutter all the bullshit to get them married; all he wanted to do was make it official and drag his wife outta there.

Once the words “I now pronounce you man and wife,” were uttered he picked Amy up and strode out of the room. He ignored the catcalls and cheers.

“What are you doing?” She smacked him. “You are supposed to kiss me and then we’re supposed to go to the reception.”

He stopped on his way to the car. “Babe, if I had kissed you in there I wouldn’t have been able to stop. I need to kiss you somewhere where I can rip that dress off and fuck you every way I can think of.” He grinned as he saw the spark in her eye he loved so much, “And there’s no fuckin’ way we’re making it to the reception.”

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