Nathan and Chloe are the picture of excitement and love as she sits on the edge of his lap and absently plays with the hair at the nape of his neck. I don’t think she’s stopped smiling since she sat down.

Joel, the one I’m pretty sure could have a second career in modeling, looks at his wife Katrina like she’s the center of his world. And she looks at him the same way. Every time he looks at me I blush, I can’t help it, he’s stupid hot.

Zeke and his oh so very pregnant wife Gabby are possibly the cutest couple I’ve ever seen. She’s all big, blonde hair and tiny body except for her bump. Zeke’s at least twice her size and keeps reaching over and touching her stomach. I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it.

Wes, who I’ve met before, and his girlfriend Blair are currently in the hot seat. They’re the only couple of the group that isn’t married and their friends are poking at Wes to get on the ball. Blair doesn’t seem to mind. She leans over and kisses Wes, and they share some sort of private exchange.

I’m fighting a yawn and Heath notices. He sits forward. “I think we’re going to take a nap before the rehearsal. We were up at dark-thirty this morning to get here.”

Heath takes my hand and we start toward our room.

“Don’t be late,” Nathan calls after him.

Heath rolls his eyes and yells back, “I know how to tell time and work an alarm.”

I pull him to the elevator and up to our floor.

“How long do we have?” I ask, climbing into bed and grabbing my phone to set an alarm.

Heath takes the device out of my hands and places it on the bedside table. He pulls his dress shirt out of his pants with a wicked glint in his eye.

“I thought we were napping,” I say as I unbuckle his pants.

“We will, but first…” He shrugs out of his shirt and my hands slide up his abs, enjoying the way the muscle cords and dips. Yeah, I’m suddenly not tired either.

His body covers mine and he kisses me hard. He rolls us so I’m on top. Making quick work of undressing me, his hands come up to palm my breasts. They ache. My entire body does. That’s the way it is with Heath. One touch is never just one touch. He touches me and I feel it in my soul. It’s all foreplay, he said once and I think he was right. My body sings when he’s near. I keep waiting for the newness to wear off, but the more time we spend together, the more convinced I am that what we have is a once in a lifetime type of love.