I flip her onto her back, and she screeches. I cage my body over hers and insist, "Oh, I'm keeping you around, Mrs. Cartwright."

She reaches for my cheeks, then stares at me.

I lean down and kiss her, and every fear I have seems to melt away.

But then she yawns.

"Did you just yawn in my mouth?" I ask, feigning shock.

She giggles and puts her hand over her face. "Yeah. Sorry!"

I roll to my side, move her to hers, then curl into her. "You can make it up to me when we're in our hotel room."

She turns her head. "Where are we going?"

My nervousness makes another appearance. I thought long and hard about where to take Georgia. I don't want to disappoint her again. I announce, "Iceland."

She spins into me. "Iceland!"

I chuckle. "Yes. Iceland. I assume you're okay with that?"

"Iceland during Christmas? Are you kidding me?" she cries out.

I wiggle my eyebrows. "So, does this mean I'm the best husband ever?"

She laughs. "Why yes. Yes, you are, Mr. Cartwright."

"Maybe we can enjoy the week and deal with the other stuff when we get home?" I suggest hopefully.

She takes a deep breath and nods. "Yeah, let's do that."

"Thank you." I kiss her, but she yawns again. I groan. "You're killing me, Sunshine. Roll over."

"Sorry." She cringes, then obeys.

I wrap my body around her again and order, "Go to sleep." I kiss her cheek, and she closes her eyes.

For once, everything seems right in my life. I'm unsure how we'll figure everything out, but right now, I don't care. I have my Sunshine in my arms and nothing has ever felt better.

Twenty-Three

GEORGIA

"Time to get up, Sunshine," Sebastian softly says, stroking my cheek.

I open my eyes, taking in my surroundings. I'm still in my wedding dress, and Sebastian's in his tux, minus the coat and bowtie.

Where am I?

Oh, the plane.

I sit up. "Are we here?"

His eyes light with mischief. He replies, "We are, but I think it's time I take you out of this wedding dress."

My butterflies take off. I tease, "Now we're going to have sex? I could have joined the mile-high club."

Heat travels to his eyes. "Don't worry, Sunshine. We'll make sure we do that on the way back."

I squeeze my thighs together. Maybe we should stay here a bit longer...

He interrupts my naughty thoughts, ordering, "Come on, time's ticking."

I rise, and he steps behind me. He drags his knuckles down my spine until he gets to my zipper. I shiver. "Don't tease me."

He brings his lips to my ear. "I told you how amazing you look, right?"

I glance behind me, my lips an inch from his. I state, "I'm sure I look fabulous right now."

"You always look good," he declares.

My heart flutters again.