Blake’s heart was big, and her caring nature had no limit. She protected those she loved and spoke up for them. She annoyed me, she pushed me to be a better man, and her love lifted me. No way was I going to change a hair on her head, I had found perfection and I was keeping her.
HENDRIXX
The music playing brought a chuckle from my brothers and me. I mean, who plays AC/DC at a wedding reception?
My wife, that’s who!
Wife. Blake was now my wife for a full two hours.
Six months ago after the worst night of my life, Blake agreed to be my wife. Since then it had been nothing but a whirlwind of hunting her down when she disappeared to try and ride Lancelot again, climbed up into one of the stock feed silos to check the levels, and making love to her every night then waking up to her sweet face every morning.
Now that she was officially mine, all was good in life. Even Mallory couldn’t keep hating my cowgirl, both of them working out their shit not long after I got out of the hospital. Mallory finally understanding the depth of love Blake and I had for one another. I guess shooting a dangerous fugitive in the kneecap impressed Mal enough to believe Blake loved me.
Roberts admitted to his part in the plot to have the brumbies killed, pleaded guilty, and was doing three to five years for conspiracy to … I didn’t give a shit, to be honest. I was tired of letting other people intrude on my happiness, wasting time worrying about things that were out of my control.
Family. That was all that mattered, and I had all the family I wanted … until Blake saw fit to give me babies. I didn’t mind waiting, she was young and still had a list of goals to achieve and horses to heal. Just as long as I could be there with her while she did it, it was enough for me.
“Well, it is time I go get my bride and get the honeymoon rolling,” I announced, rubbing my hands together. Blake insisted on sleeping apart for the last week, she decided it would make our wedding night more special. I, of course, fucked that idea off and slept in our bed still, just no sex. I deserved a fucking medal for the restraint I showed for seven days, and the time was up. First, I was going to let her suck me off, fuck her, then make sweet slow passionate love to her. Maybe not in that order but definitely all three.
“Where are you taking her?” Fenixx asked, but his attention was on the caterer serving wood-fired pizza to the guests.
“The snow, Blake doesn’t want to go too far now that Lady G is in foal again. She is convinced if we leave the country for an overseas honeymoon, something bad will happen.”
I didn’t care where we went just as long as there was a bed, a large bathtub, and room service, so Blake didn’t have to wear clothes the entire time.
“You know, mate, you can go over and talk to Farron. She is quite pleasant and accommodating,” Noxx jibbed Fenixx with typical Hott sarcastic humour.
“Oh, really? Let’s find out how accommodating your arse is for my size eleven boot.”
“Leave Nixx alone Lenoxx and go relieve your wife of your teething daughter,” Blake ordered, coming up behind me.
Tipping my head back, I smiled at her. “Hey, cowgirl, you about ready to bust out so I can?”
Blake dropped an upside down kiss to my lips, her smile sassy and full of trouble.
“Depends, are you going to let me do that thing for longer than one minute?”
“And I’m out,” Noxx groaned.
“Me too,” Nixx whined. Both of them jumping from the hay bales we had set up in a big circle around the dance floor as seating.
Having our wedding ceremony and reception out in the valley was a fitting start to the rest of our lives, we both loved it out here, and it held good memories, one bad, but the good ones made that night a distant memory.
“Was it something I said,” Blake asked innocently, coming around and plonking herself down on my lap.
“You know Mrs Hott, you are full of trouble and strife,” I told her, holding her tight and close, just the way I liked it.
“Why, thank you, Mr Hott. I know you wouldn’t have me any other way.” Her sassy and knowing smile speeding up my heart and happiness level. Blake was right, I would take all her trouble and sass for the rest of my life.
“Kiss me, wife,” I demanded, bringing my face to hers.
“For how long?” she breathed, her hazel eyes shining with love. Love for me.
“Forever.” I whispered, my lips floating a breath off hers, “for the rest of my days.”
“I love you Drixx.” Blake rasped, her tongue touching my lips in the barest wet touch.
A moan ripped from my throat as I took her lips in an hot wet and demanding opened mouth kiss.
Kissing Blake was like breathing, a necessity for me to live.
I wasn’t ready to admit my love for Blake for a long time, it took a while, but nothing was going to stop me now.
The woman I loved was in my lap, finally my wife and now I was more than ready for all her perfection and all her sass.
THE END
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Never, ever have I been so emotional while writing a book as I was with Hendrixx and Blake and it had nothing to do with the characters!
I have to say I found myself on an emotional rollercoaster, lots of low, and not all that many highs. I guess that is why it took me longer to write it than any of my other books took me.
Hendrixx still remains my favourite Hott brother and sweet, sassy Blake, my favourite female character of all time. Apart from the blonde hair, the young age, and the gorgeous bod, she is a lot like me. Even her love of horses she got from me, except I fell off and smashed my arm, ending my riding days.
Now, the important stuff, thanking all the wonderful people who make this possible.
My Flock. First and foremost, you ladies keep me going, and all the late nights are worth it because I have you at my back, motivating and supporting me. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you!
Pirate, now may I have a rest? Just a little one … no? Righto, onto the next brother then.
Sara, Belinda and Amanda, my betas, my rocks.
Robyn, my editor, thank you.
My Bestie and shoulder for all things mushie, thank you Handsome, and I am happy you liked your birthday presents.
My kids, my girls, I love you.
Now, I don’t care what pirate says, I am going to get a cup of peppermint tea and read a whole book without putting it down.
Love Leah xoxo
ALSO BY LEAH SHARELLE
WOUNDED SOULS SERIES
His Sweetness
His Honey
His Beauty
His Lady
His Angel
His Man
Her Prince
FIREMEN DO IT BETTER
Into the Fire
Out of the Flames
From the Inferno
A LOVE DUET
Love Hurts
Love Heals
THE WOUNDED SONS SERIES
Gabriel
Bastian
Grill
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Leah Sharelle loves the idea of being in love. Since her early teens, when she first discovered Silhouette Desire novels, her life has been all about reading. She would find herself rewriting scenes if she wasn’t happy with them and then would hide them under her bed. That led her to writing love stories of her own. They all ended up under her bed and are still there— where she says they will stay.
Leah is a mum of three beautiful girls, living in Australia, and she has what most say is a weird sense of humour. She spends her free time doing movies, Sons of Anarchy, and Friends marathons. And reading. She doesn’t do angst. In fact, it drives her crazy. She loves Pina Coladas and getting caught in t
he rain. There’s that weird humour.
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