the curve of her hips in her simple traveling dress. Curves like those were dangerous. Hell, a smile like hers could cause a man to do some dangerous things. So why in creation was she in such a hurry to marry him ?
Cody stepped up beside him and slapped a hand on his shoulder. “That settles it. Sweet Corva and spicy Eden. I’m asking Mrs. Piedmont, Mrs. Evans, and Mr. Garrett to get me a wife too.”
“Do what you like.” Luke nudged his friend. “This one’s mine.”
He climbed the church steps two at a time, eager to march down the aisle.
Chapter Three
By the time he was standing at the front of the church, Eden’s arm looped through his, Cody standing in on the spur of the moment as his best man, and Josephine witnessing from Eden’s other side, it dawned on Luke that he didn’t know much about weddings. They’d always been annoyances to him—long, boring ceremonies that no one was interested in except the women. He knew that he was supposed to say “I do” when asked, and that the bride pledged to love, honor, and obey the groom, but the whole bit about forsaking all others? Well, he guessed he could manage that.
“Then by the power invested in me by God and the Territory of Wyoming, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” Rev. Pickering said with a smile. “You may kiss your bride.”
A funny little shiver zipped down Luke’s spine as he pivoted to face Eden. That was it? That’s all it took to get married? He tried to smile at…at his wife , but his lips seemed to have forgotten how to manage it. They wobbled around—just like his heart—restless with the suspicion that he might just have taken on more than he could chew. Things like responsibility and leadership looked a whole lot easier when you didn’t have to worry about them, but now he was a husband. It was his job to protect this firecracker of a woman…a woman who he barely knew. What the hell had he gotten himself into?
To top it all off, Eden looked more relieved than anything else. Her cheeks were positively pink with it. Had she thought he would back down after making her travel half the country to be his bride?
Whatever she thought, she arched a brow. “You planning on kissing me any time soon or are you still thinking about it?”
Her saucy stance shook Luke out of whatever that was holding him back. He brushed those worried thoughts aside and slipped his arms around Eden’s waist, tugging her close. She gasped in surprise, and a surge of heat rushed through him.
“I’m definitely planning on kissing you, Mrs. Chance.”
“Oh!”
Before Eden could finish the quick, excited syllable, or hand off her wedding bouquet to Josephine, Luke swooped down and captured her mouth in a kiss that could give old ladies apoplexy. Kissing his wife was as easy as falling off a log. Eden had lush, full lips and warm skin that smelled like brown sugar in the sun. She was no fainting daisy either. She dropped her bouquet and tossed her arms over his shoulders with a low hum, her lips parting to both accept and tease his. She traced her tongue along Luke’s, causing a shudder that landed square in his groin. He lowered a hand to Eden’s backside and nudged her closer before remembering that his ma was standing four feet away, and they were in church.
He broke the kiss with a sharp intake of breath and settled Eden back on her feet. “I think I’m gonna like this whole being married thing,” he said, sounding like a wolf who was ready to devour a sheep.
“I can think of worse things to do with my time,” Eden answered, sliding her hands down his arms. She had fire in her eyes now that the two of them were a done deal, that was for sure.
A tickle at the back of Luke’s mind wondered where such a sweet-faced young woman would gain that kind of experience, but an even bigger part of him didn’t give a lick.
“That’s it.” Cody stepped forward to slap Luke’s back. “Mrs. Evans, I want you to find me a girl
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