Based on the multi-part one-shot series Intimacy in my book Spellbound. With the story kicking up, I felt it needed it's own book. Here is the tale in it's full glory.
"Larry, you can put me down, love." She stated as he practically carried her the entire way from the car and into the apartment. "I'm pregnant, not fragile." She added with a chuckle, but if she was honest with herself, she was rather enjoying the attention. Her fingers curled at the nape of his neck, toying with the soft twists. He held her bridal style as he carried her through the door, kicking it closed behind him.
"I don't think so, cherie. Doctors orders were to ensure that you didn't over do it."
"He meant stress wise."
"I don't care. I'm putting you to bed."
Oh. My. God. The images that flashed in her sexually charged brain. How was it that such a simple statement turned into something erotic? Was there something seriously wrong with her? As her eyes took in his face, she couldn't find a damn thing wrong with it. He was sexy as hell, the total damn package and she had been lucky enough to get him.
"Are you now, Mr. Bourgeois?" She inquired with a sultry arch of her right brow.
"Not what I meant, belle, but I can certainly oblige." He replied, flashing a playful grin and wagging his brows.
Amanda snorted faintly, shifting her right hand to rest it against the side of his neck, her thumb following the strong curve of his jawline.
There was such love and adoration in her eyes in that moment, that Larry felt himself melt even further. He found himself falling deeper in love with her in that moment, as if he hadn't been head over heels for her already, now she had to look at him like that? Mon Dieu!
"Bebe, let's go get married right now."
"I'm sorry, what? Now?" She was so surprised, she was almost uncertain of what to say.
"Oui."
"Don't you want friends and family sharing the moment with us?"
He tilted his head faintly to one side, shaking it slightly. "Honestly, non. I want this between us. Just the two of us for a little while. I want to get away from everyone and enjoy time alone with you even if its for a few days and I want us to get married."
He didn't realize how she had been thinking of the very same thing. Sure, nearly every woman's dream was to have an elaborate wedding with friends and family to share their moment but Larry was already part of the lime light. It would be nice to have a few memories that were just for the two of them alone to share. Amanda chewed at her lower lip in thought for a brief moment before she broke out into a grin.
"Alright, Lar. Let's go. Right now."
The smile that lit his face was priceless. She had seen him grin like that twice before. Once when she had said yes to marrying him and the second when she had told him she was pregnant. She never once remembered him smiling this genuinely with Melissa. His mouth claimed hers in a passionately tender kiss as he set her down on her feet.
"You go pack a couple of bags for us, belle. I'll make the travel arrangements. We should be ready to go in an hour or two."
It took her just about a half hour to pack a couple of bags for each of them and that included several sets of clothes, toiletries and anything else she thought they might need. She had absolutely no idea where he planned on taking them, but she had prepared for any kind of weather situation. He stepped into the room just as she was zipping up his bag.
"Where are we going?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder at him.
"It's a surprise, cherie." He move up behind her, sliding his arms around her waist and pulling back flush back against him. His lips hovered at her ear, the palm of his hand sliding over her abdomen that cradled their still developing baby. "But I promise you'll love it." He trailed the tip of his nose against the curve of her neck where it met her shoulder, delighted when she shivered for him. He breathed in her scent even as he trailed his lips back up the pulse beneath against her skin. "Within the matter of hours, you'll be Mrs. Bourgeois."
You'll still be carrying my last name.
Somehow Laurent's words seemed to haunt her. She shoved it aside, tilting her head enough so that she looked Larry in the eyes. Though they may be identical twins, she could see a subtle different with the eyes. There was something about Lar's that captivated her.
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"Mrs. Larry Nicholas Bourgeois." She said even as her lips brushed across his.
"Mmm. Mrs. Amanda Lyn Bourgeois sounds better."
She had to admit, it did. His mouth finally claimed hers just as his phone chimed. They both cursed softly since the kiss was cut short.
"The Lyft is here. I'll get the bags, cherie. You get your sexy ass in the car. As soon as we get to our destination and the hotel, you're mine."
