He dropped down on top of her and pressed kisses to her cheek and neck.

“You’re killing me, Liz,” he said.

She stroked his back and arms, smoothing the spots where she’d dug her nails into him. “I hope not. I need you around for at least a few more years.”

He laughed and rolled to his side, pulling her against him. “All this sex. I’m not sure I’m up for it.”

“Oh, you’re up for it. I know your stamina level.”

“Good thing you feed me vitamins.”

She snuggled closer. “Good thing, huh?”

Chapter Nine

The skies were gray and ominous on Jenna and Ty’s wedding day for the entire day, the threat of snow hanging heavy in the air. Liz was certain that at any moment she’d see thick flakes come down from the sky. But so far they’d held off. Liz was going to keep her fingers crossed.

As they arrived at the church, all she could see were clouds. It was bad enough she was freezing to death in this sleeveless dress. She hoped the heat in the church was working well.

“I’ll see you at the front of the church,” Gavin said as he kissed her good-bye.

“Just like the last time.” She smiled at him, patted his chest, and they walked in opposite directions.

She made her way to the bridal suite, where Jenna’s mother and Tara were lacing up the back of Jenna’s dress.

Jenna looked stunning in a cream taffeta halter dress with a dropped waist and tiers from her hips to the floor. A bow sat at her right hip. It was luscious and elegant and her tattoos made her look beautiful.

Liz stood in the doorway and took a moment to watch Jenna looking at herself in the mirror. The look of awe on Jenna’s face was priceless.

“You look gorgeous, Jenna,” Liz said as she came into the room.

Jenna gave her a serene smile. “It’s kind of hard to believe this is happening. Me, in a wedding dress. Who’d have thought that day would ever come?”

“Me,” Jenna’s mom said, tears in her eyes.

“And me,” Tara said, dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

“Don’t you cry, Mom. I had to sit in a chair this afternoon for hours getting my makeup done. I don’t want to do it again.”

“All of you can stop with the blubbering. We all had to sit through makeup,” Alicia said.

“Southern girls never cry,” Savannah added, sniffling.

“We all look gorgeous,” Liz said, smoothing down her dress. “And no one is allowed to cry. Except maybe Jenna and her mom, but not until the ceremony.”

“You all look so beautiful,” Ty’s mother said. “And especially you, Jenna. My son is a very lucky man.”

Jenna reached over to squeeze Louise’s hand. “Thank you, Mom.”

“We should be starting shortly.” Savannah took her phone out of her clutch. “All we need now are the flowers.”

“They’re here,” Tara said, checking her phone. “I need to get the florist to bring them in here. I’ll be right back.”