“Then by the power vested in me by the state of North Carolina, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Hayes smirks, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me in like he’s been waiting on this forever. His mouth covers my own and with a hand holding me in place, he dips me back. And as we kiss for the first time as Mr. and Mrs. Hayes Wilder, it hits me. I get to spend the rest of my life doing this.
