Finding Forever (Living Again #4) (37 page)

“I found my forever,” Brant whispered, closing the little distance between them.

“I found mine,” she said just as he bent his head to kiss her.

My wife
, he thought, enjoying her hair tickling his nose as she danced with him.
She’s finally all mine
.

“Let’s put our hands together for Mr. and Mrs. Tucker,” the DJ announced. Brant dipped Lacey back, then up until she was flush with him again. “It seems to me that we have a special guest in our presence tonight, and she’s going to sing a very special song for our couple. Samantha Warner, everyone.”

The crowd cheered as Sam made her way to the front, where a microphone was set up. “Thank you,” Sam said into the microphone. “I’m so blessed to be a part of this amazing day for my best friend in the world, now Mrs. Lacey Tucker, and her husband Brant. Everyone in this room tonight knows what they’ve been through, and what a great couple they are. Brant, Lacey, you once told me that this song meant something to you. I wrote it in a time of despair, and you listened to it in a time of your own despair. But I sing it tonight for both of us,” she looked over at her husband Ellis before continuing. “Because though circumstances were tough, we made it out even better than we were before. Mr. and Mrs. Tucker, here’s ‘Through It All’.”

Lacey wrapped her arms around Brant’s neck as Sam began the lyrics. He remembered the last time they had listened to this song together, and it definitely hadn’t been a happy occasion. But today was the beginning of the rest of their lives.

Where do I start

What do I say

How do you ask someone to come back when they’ve gone away

I’ve been a coward

Oh I’ve been a fool

But I’d do anything for you

And I know you don’t think you deserve it

But I’m here to tell you that you’re worth it

Through it all I’m right here

Through all your pain and all your fears

Through it all no matter what you’ve done

No matter what you do, what you’ve been through

Darling I love you

I should have told you

I should have said

When I look into those eyes you steal my breath

Your touch still lingers

Though you’ve gone away

But I should’ve asked you to stay

And I know you don’t think you deserve it

But I’m here to tell you that you’re worth it

Through it all I’m right here

Through all your pain and all your fears

Through it all no matter what you’ve done

No matter what you do, what you’ve been through

Darling I love you

And I know it won’t be perfect

But I’m here to tell you you’re worth it

No matter what you do, what you’ve been through darling I love you

“Let’s hear it for Lacey and Brant,” Sam said as she finished the song. “Now, let’s party!”

Brant stared at his beautiful bride as she sat on the hotel room bed, still wearing her gorgeous wedding dress. He had booked the honeymoon suite at a five star resort in downtown Nashville, and tomorrow he was taking her to their surprise honeymoon. It had been a perfect day, and he knew that she had to be tired. Even though her surgery had been months ago, she still wore out easily.

“Are you tired?” Brant asked, walking over and helping her out of her shoes.

“A little,” she admitted. “But there’s no way in hell we’re going to sleep, if that’s what you’re asking.”

The smile on her lips was almost his undoing. Desire swept through his veins like gas to a fire.

“I’ve waited a long time for this,” she purred, pulling on the belt of his pants. He didn’t think he could even move. “So it wouldn’t matter if I couldn’t even hold my eyes open, I wouldn’t wait any longer.”

He watched as she unbuckled his pants and shoved them to the floor, looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes. She was a vision from his every fantasy, sitting here on their hotel bed in her wedding dress, taking his clothes off.

“My sexy husband,” she murmured, running her hands along his hips. Lacey stood, unbuttoning his shirt one button at an excruciating time. “You looked beyond my wildest dreams hot today,” she said, “but right now I want all of this on the floor.”

Brant reached behind her and unbuttoned the top of her dress, using his hands to push the dress downward. It stopped just past her breasts, and he stopped, running his fingers lightly along the strapless bra she wore under her dress. She sucked in her breath, just like she always did when he touched her there.

“My sexy bride,” he said, reaching around and unhooking the bra. She unconsciously stiffened, then almost immediately relaxed as the bra dropped to the floor. He knew she would never be 100% comfortable with her body now, but he loved every single part of it. He cupped both of her breasts, one in each hand, watching her as her eyes closed at his caress. She’d come so far.

“Let’s get the rest of this dress off,” he said, turning her so he could unzip the back. He pushed the dress off her hips and it fell to the floor, joining his pants. She now stood, her back to him, in just her white lace thong. He stepped up behind her in his white boxer briefs and unbuttoned dress shirt, wanting to take his time but devour her all at once.

He snaked his arms around her waist as she leaned back against him, her head on his shoulder. Brant took the opportunity to kiss along her neck, his hands roaming up to touch her breasts again. “Open your eyes,” he said. “Do you see this beautiful body? You turn me on so much, Lacey. Every single part of you was made for me.”

She turned slightly so her mouth could find his, and they both moaned as their tongues found each other’s as their bare skin touched. She ran her hands up his chest as their tongues intertwined, shoving the shirt off his shoulders. He deepened the kiss, turning his head to take her mouth hungrily as she slid the boxer briefs down his legs, pooling them at his feet.

Brant touched her hips, feeling the outline of the lace that barely covered her. He cupped her behind, pushing her into him. The only thing that separated them was the lace she wore.

“I want you,” he groaned into her mouth.

“What are you waiting for?” Lacey stepped back, looping her fingers in the sides of her thong and shoving it to the floor. His eyes raked up and down her body. “Mr. Tucker, your wife is waiting.”

He grinned. “Why, I should never leave my wife waiting, should I? Come here, Doc.”

Brant led her to the bed, crawling up over her. She looked up at him, her blue eyes shining brightly in amusement. He slid his hand up her leg and touched her sensitive skin, her eyes fluttering closed. God, he had missed her so much.

“You let me know if anything is uncomfortable,” he whispered, starting to touch her. She nodded, her eyes still closed as she reached right for him. Stroking him softly, he moaned as her body began responding to his touch. He kissed her stomach, moving up her body.

She didn’t stop him as he kissed her left breast, then her right, finally kissing up her neck and to her mouth. “You taste so good,” he murmured. “You okay?”

“More than okay,” she said, blinking her eyes open. “It’s been so long, Brant. I can’t wait anymore. Make love to me.”

Brant touched her face, memorizing everything about this moment. He was going to make love to his wife, the love of his life. He hovered over her, caressing every part of her as he slid into her.

“Brant,” she called out, causing him to still. “I’m great. Keep doing what you’re doing.” He smiled, even though she wasn’t watching him, and rocked slowly, waiting for her to adjust and make sure there was no pain.

After a few moments, she grabbed his behind and pushed him forward, her sign that she was ready. “Doc,” he groaned, pulling her up so they were almost sitting. She looked him in the eyes as they moved together, her hands traveling his face, neck, and shoulders.

“Perfect,” she murmured, taking control. His eyes wanted to roll back in his head at the perfection that was her, but he had to watch her the whole time. He knew the moment she was close, because she began gripping him, her breath coming in short spurts.

“I love you, Lacey,” Brant said against her skin, kissing her neck as they both came apart.

“Forever,” she whispered, lifting his face so it was even with hers.

Brant pulled his truck onto the Ranch property, driving past his parent’s house and around to the back of the property, where their new house was built. Today was moving day. Af
ter their wedding and subsequent honeymoon on a ten day cruise from Florida to the Caribbean and Mexico, it was moving time. He had never seen Lacey so relaxed. It had been so great to spend time just them. He hadn’t even wanted to come home.

Since then, Lacey had been busy being back at work full time and he had been learning the ropes of the ranch. He had still been doing some local shoots, not wanting to completely forget the other part of who he was. He was also in talks with some other modeling buddies about starting a talent agency, where he would be partner. But he actually really enjoyed the ranch, way more than he thought he ever would. His relationship with his dad was better than it had ever been.

The movers were bringing in all of their furniture, and he and Lacey had been moving boxes over and putting them in the garage for a week now. Her house had sold about a month after they returned from their honeymoon, so they had been staying with Sam and Ellis in their monstrous house.

“Welcome home, Mrs. Tucker,” Brant said, opening the truck door for her. Damn, she was gorgeous. Her hair was growing like crazy and she had actually had to get her first hair cut already. Today she was wearing a pair of white shorts and a bright yellow shirt, and it made him want to go break in their new master bedroom. She swung her long legs out of the truck and linked his hand with hers.

“Why thank you, Mr. Tucker,” she flirted, reaching back and squeezing his butt as they walked.

“I feel like a piece of meat,” he teased.

“You like everything about it,” she gave it right back.

“Busted,” he said, and they laughed.

Right after they came back from their honeymoon, they had accompanied Aubrey to the fertility specialist to get the ball rolling on the surrogacy. He and Lacey had talked about it a lot on their honeymoon and had agreed that they didn’t want to wait. They weren’t sure if it would take at all, so it would be better to find out sooner rather than later so they could go another route if need be.