Xavier chuckles and leans in, his lips brushing over my ear. “How will you make it through the photos and the cake cutting, let alone our first dance? You’re a terrible actress, Mrs. Kingston.” My heart skips a beat at the way he addresses me. “What?” Xavier whispers, before sneakily pressing a kiss just below my ear. “Do you like the sound of that, Mrs. Kingston?” I place my hand against his chest, noting the way his heart is racing just as fast as mine as I rise to my tiptoes and brush my lips against his ear. “Not at all. If I look even remotely excited, it’s because I was planning how to
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