“Thank you for my flowers,” I whispered, resting my chin on his chest and looking up at him.

“You never have to thank me for showing you what you mean to me.”

God, he kills me.

“Okay, love birds, move it along. We have a photographer waiting and a reception to get to.” Ky slapped Josh on the back in jest and shot me the sweetest smile. Josh linked his fingers with mine and we walked down the candle-lined aisle. I couldn’t stop myself from considering the possibility that one day this could be Josh and I. Would I be walking down the aisle beside him after becoming a Crawford? A delightful shiver ran down my spine, because that was exactly what I wanted.

Josh squeezed my hand and encouraged me to look at him.

“One day,” he said softly, as if he could read my mind. My cheeks flushed and I dropped my eyes to the floor, but I couldn’t hide the smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “Ashlyn Crawford has a great ring to it,” he continued, and I just about dissolved into a puddle of swoon right there in middle of the church.

White drapes hung from the ceiling, white and pink roses took pride of place on all of the guest tables, and the distinct scent of vanilla and lavender caressed the air at the reception house that overlooked the ocean. I sat at the bridal table, and my eyes traveled with Josh as he crossed the dance floor toward where Eden and Ky were dancing. I watched in fascination as Josh did the traditional tap on the other man’s shoulder to indicate he would like to dance with the girl. My cheeks ached from smiling as I watched Ky shake Josh’s hand before placing Eden’s hand in his.

Ky’s eyes hit mine as he made his way through the guests. When he reached me, he pulled out the chair next to mine and sat down before kissing my cheek tenderly. I rested my head on his shoulder, and we fell into silence as we watched Josh and Eden float around the dance floor.

“How’s he doing?” he asked softly.

During the worst week of my life, Ky had been my strength, along with Austin and Ben. Although it wasn’t lost on me that Ky’s fear of losing his brother was paramount. Witnessing Ky cry in that hospital room after Josh had just been taken into surgery was something I would never forget, and it cemented my love of my best friend. In the face of potential tragedy, our friendship had shown true strength.

I twisted on the seat to face him, and grabbed his hand. “Every day he heals a little more. He sleeps through the night now, and has started running again. There are times when it seems like he gets lost in his thoughts, but then he comes back to me. We are in a really amazing place right now.”

“I couldn’t wish for a better girl for my little brother, or a better guy for my best friend. All I have ever wanted was for you to get the happiness and love that someone as special as you deserves. My brother is the man for you. He will love you fiercely. It’s a Crawford thing. It’s what we do.”

“You’re going to make me cry.” I laughed.

Ky pulled me in close and we continued watching Josh and Eden. Josh and I had decided that if we found the perfect time during the night that we would tell Ky and Eden our news, as we wanted them and Austin to be the first to know. The words I’m pregnant were sitting on the tip of my tongue, and I could easily tell Ky, but I knew I would wait until Josh was by my side.

“Has he got his hand on my wife’s ass?” Ky asked incredulously. “My brother has no fucking idea what the word boundaries means.”

Sure enough, Josh had one of his hands resting suspiciously near Eden’s ass as they danced across the floor. I burst out laughing and grabbed my highly-alert best friend’s hand.

“Grab my boob. Give him a taste of his own medicine.”

Ky threw his head back and his riotous laughter echoed around the room as he chose not to grope me in the middle of his wedding. We continued watching Josh and Eden dance and, when the song changed, Josh’s gaze flashed to mine and the most delicate of smiles touched his lips.

“Should we go and dance?” Ky asked softly, holding out his hand.

I nodded and placed my hand in his, and then we crossed the floor until we were beside Eden and Josh. Josh shot me a wink before giving Ky a cheeky smirk as he twirled Eden around the dance floor.

“He is such a fucker,” Ky said with a laugh.

Ky and I danced to two songs before I found myself being swapped with Eden, and I was exactly where I wanted to be, back in Josh’s arms. His hands rested on my lower back, and mine linked behind his neck. As I pressed my body into his, I felt myself getting lost in his eyes, and he smiled down at me.

“How are my two favorite people doing? Are you feeling okay?” he asked as his Mr. Protective switch turned on. Ever since I told him about my pregnancy, he had been even more incredible then before. The morning after he found out, he went to the store and bought pregnancy magazines, vitamins, and special teas that the pharmacist told him I should drink daily. He would check in on me constantly while he was at work, and I was banned from lifting anything heavier than my laptop.

“We are a little tired, and we cannot wait to be back in bed and cuddled up with you tonight. But first I want to dance with my sexy boyfriend. Have I told you how incredibly hot you look in your tux?”

“Well, Ms. Hart, you look entirely fuckable in your dress, and I can’t wait to get you home so I can take it off of you. What kind of lingerie have you got on under there?”

“Who says I’m wearing any?”

“So, what you’re saying is that I could take you to any dark corner here and slide straight into your pussy without having to worry about the inconvenience of panties?”

His words caused a shiver to run down my spine. “I love your dirty mouth.”

“I love when my dirty mouth is on yours.”

He cupped my cheek and, as we stood in the middle of the dance floor, I lost all sense of reason. When he lowered his mouth to mine, my body reacted immediately. Reality ceased to exist, and the fact that his family surrounded us didn’t warrant a thought. I sighed in delight as he swept his tongue along the seam of my lips, and I opened willingly. My body swayed to the music that swirled around us as our tongues danced to their own tune. My body pressed against his, and my arms found their way up his back until they were resting around my shoulders.

“Fuck, you can kiss.” He sighed against our joined lips, and his words were the only encouragement I needed. I pulled his bottom lip between my teeth, and the growl that sounded from deep within his chest sent heat flooding to my panties. That one display of dominance was all that was required to entice him. The room around us faded to black as Josh’s lips bruised mine under the passion of his kiss. My nails ran up his neck and raked through his hair, and it was at that moment that I didn’t know if I was breathing of my own free will or if Josh was providing me with air.

“Would you two stop dry fucking on the dance floor? If you are really that desperate for each other at least take it to the bathroom.” Ky’s amused tone broke our kiss, and I buried my face in Josh’s chest, which muffled my laughter.

“Dance with your wife and stop paying attention to us,” Josh said, teasing. “Ashlyn and I are simply doing what’s expected at a wedding—the best man hooking up with the hot Maid of Honor.”

An hour later, I was sitting at the bridal table, my head resting on Josh’s shoulder, when exhaustion quickly hit. His fingertips swept over my bare arms, and I knew if he kept doing that I’d be asleep within minutes. It had been a perfect day, shared with the people we loved, but all I wanted now was to go home and crawl into bed with my love.

“Will you take me and our little one home so we can have a bath and then spoon all night?”

“How can a man refuse that kind of offer? Let’s go say goodbye to Ky and Eden, and then I’ll take my girls home.”