Page 95 of Her Tempting Protector

Epilogue

“More mail for you, and it damn well better not be another job offer from out of state,” Cullen said grumpily. It was one of their rare Saturdays where they had no plans, and he had just come in from mowing the front yard.

“What are you worried about,” Carys asked as she caressed Cullen’s cheek. “I’ve got three job offers in Virginia Beach.”

“I hated the one you got from Cedar-Sinai in California. That was pretty damn prestigious, even I thought you should take it.”

Carys laughed. “Are you kidding? I would have been working eighty hours a week and your commute to Coronado would have been hellish. That is not the life I wanted to live.” She loved her man. These rare moments of insecurity always took her by surprise.

“Come on, let’s go into our office and shred any job offers, then go take a nap.”

His grin was huge. “I like the sound of a nap.”

So, did she. She loved napping with Cullen, he was always so inventive.

“Has mom called?” Cullen asked with an evil gleam in his eye as they headed to the office.

“You should have told me she had a wedding file for your sisters. My God Cullen, not in my wildest dreams did I ever think that someone could be so excited about planning a wedding.”

He pulled her to a stop in the hallway and backed her up against the wall. “Are you okay with it? I can tell her to back off.”

Carys smiled. She thought about her own mother who had barely had any reaction at all after she determined Carys was marrying a ‘soldier’. As far as Carys was concerned her parents could count themselves lucky if they got an invitation to the wedding. Heck, she might have Rosa walk her down the aisle.

“What are you grinning about?” Cullen asked, his gaze piercing.

“Nothing.”

“It’s not nothing.”

“Seriously, it is. Did you know how lucky I am to have you? To have your family? I love you Mr. Lyons.”

“I love you, soon-to-be Mrs. Dr. Lyons.”

Carys grinned. “Let’s go shred, so we can nap.”

She pushed at his chest and they moved to the office.

She sorted through the mail on the way to the office and as she got to the desk, Cullen reached for her.

“Let’s start the nap in here,” he breathed into her hair.

She turned into his arms. His mouth met hers. It was just a light brush of his lips. A small temptation of what was to come. She reached up and attempted to pull his head down. He smiled, and she relished his tease. Two could play this game. She bit his neck, then laved it with her tongue, loving the low growl that came from deep inside his chest.

He backed her up against the desk and lifted her up on it. One of the envelopes fluttered to the floor.

“Wait a minute,” she pushed against him.

“What?”

“It’s from Clint and Lydia.”

“What is?” he dropped another kiss against her jaw.

“Pick it up.”

He gave a put-upon sigh and bent down and picked it up. Then grinned widely. “Whoo Hoo, looks like my man is finally doing the big deed.” Cullen tore open the envelope. “Yep, here it is. A wedding invitation. They’re getting married at Jack and Beth’s ranch in Texas.”

“Before or after us?” Carys asked.

“Before.” He threw the invitation on the desk. “Now, where was I? Oh yeah, I remember. I was about to pick up my woman and take her for a nap.”

He pulled Carys into his arms and kissed her right this time. No teasing, just a kiss to end all kisses, and Carys knew she was loved.