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him. “I don’t think it’s
a bad idea to wait until we’re married. Do you?”
    “Right now, yes.” He pulled her hand to his mouth and
kissed her fingers, spending the longest time on the one that wore his ring. Even
that simple act could make Jenna wet. It would be a hell of a lot easier to
just give in. She was so ready for this final act of lovemaking and had been
for such a long time. Josh made her that way. How many nights had she imagined
him above her, muscles barely holding him back, his eyes fierce with the need
to be inside her?
    Too many.
    “Speaking of weddings, how’s the fiasco going?”
    Josh’s question yanked Jenna out of her hot-and-bothered
reverie. She blew out a deep breath and laid her head on his shoulder as they resumed
walking. “You mean Mom’s wedding?”
    “You do remember it’s our wedding, right?”
    “It’s supposed to be. I feel like it’s getting so out of
control. I just don’t know what to do about it.”
    “Yes, you do. It’s pretty simple.”
    Josh stopped and Jenna knew he waited for her answer. The
problem was, she couldn’t do what he wanted.
    He ran a hand through his hair. “This is our wedding,
Jenna. I’d be happy on a beach somewhere, just the two of us. I’m going along
with all this hoopla because I want you to have the wedding you want.”
    And he did, too. Jenna knew it in her heart. “It’s tough
with Mom. She never—”
    “I know. She never got the wedding she deserved. Or thinks
she deserved.” He turned Jenna back toward him again, his frown clearly visible
in the moonlight.
    “You know I’ve tried to stay out of this relationship
between you and your mother.”
    Jenna nodded.
    “I tolerate your mother because of you, but I will not do
that for long. You need to design your own life, Jenna. Apart from her and of
your own making.”
    “I know. And I will. I promise. I just have to wait for the
right time.”
    By now, they were only a couple houses away from Jenna’s.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you. I hope you know you’re the
most important person in my life.” She kissed him, making sure he knew with
each stroke of her lips, each caress of her hands along his back, how much he
meant to her.
    ****
    When she let him up for air, Josh gulped. “You know how
nuts you’re driving me, right?”
    “Um hmm,” she mumbled, nuzzling his neck like a kitten searching
for warmth.
    “Really? We’re going to get hot and heavy again here on the
sidewalk?”
    Jenna looked around as if dazed and Josh, fully aware he
was taking advantage of the situation, but unable to stop the raging hard-on
that was making his decisions at the moment, said “my place?”
    Jenna’s silence was all the encouragement Josh needed and
he nudged them toward his car, until Jenna stopped and stared at the car, which
sat in front of her house. The same house they’d run out of moments ago,
leaving one pissed off mother, for certain.
    Jenna groaned. “We’ll never slip out of here. I guess
there’s nothing to be done but go back and face the music.”
    He pulled her against him, letting her feel how hard he was
for her. They both saw the living room curtains twitch in the house and Jenna
jumped back.
    With a grunt that could not ease the pain in his cock, Josh
tried to comprehend the hold Jenna’s mother had over her. He really did. But it
was fucking hard. And as painful as his dick was at the moment, his mood didn't
lend well to patience. “Why do you let her run your life like this?”
    “You know why.”
    “Because of that promise to your father, right?” He pulled around,
turning her away from the home she’d grown up in and forcing her to look at
him. “Your father would not want you to be unhappy.”
    “I know. I just...well, she’s going to be all alone after
we’re married. I feel like I’ve put up with her crap for this long, so what’s a
little while longer?”
    She scanned the house and yard, then turned to him with an
evil