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Chapter 17: Yes you can…..Ouchhhhhh
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2026-11-03 16:38:05
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Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 23: Healing Old Scars
Olivia’s POVNoah stood completely frozen in the middle of our small wooden cabin, staring at the thick paper in his hand. Every drop of color had drained from his face. His jaw was locked so tight I could see the muscle throbbing near his ear, and his knuckles were white around the edges of the parchment."Noah?" I asked softly, taking a slow step toward him. I reached out and gently laid my hand on his forearm. His muscles were stiff as iron. "Talk to me. Is that really your dad?"He didn't answer for a long moment. He just kept staring at the signature, his dark eyes shadowed with a pain I’d never seen in him before."He walked out twelve years ago, Liv," Noah said, his voice coming out so raspy and quiet it barely sounded like him. "No phone call. No letter. He just packed a bag while my mom was at work and vanished.""Oh, Noah..." My heart ached for him. I took the letter gently from his stiff fingers and looked at the back. Right beneath the red wax seal, a faint address was wri
Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 22: Wild Springs & Midnight Vows after he got released
Olivia’s POVNoah finally pulled his lips away from mine, but he didn't let go of my waist. He held me suspended right there on the steps of the police station, his chest heaving, his dark eyes sparkling with a victorious, wicked light.“Pancakes, huh?” he rasped, his voice dripping with smooth, unbothered heat. “You just dismantled a high-powered Manhattan corporate attorney in under five minutes, and all you can think about is breakfast?”“I am a growing woman, Mr. Bennett,” I giggled, my hands tangled in the cool fabric of his denim jacket as he finally set my feet back on the concrete. “And tearing down Ethan’s legal counsel works up a serious appetite.”“Fair enough,” Noah chuckled, grabbing my hand and lacing his fingers tightly through mine as we walked back toward our matte-black overland rig. “Let’s get out of this town before the local Sheriff decides he misses us.”Ten minutes later, we were back on the open highway, leaving the small town in our dust. The sky above us was
Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 21: My Ex- fiance got my husband arrested
Olivia’s POV“Step back, ma’am,” the officer warned again, trying to push past me.“I will not step back!” I yelled, reaching into my jacket pocket and gripping my stainless-steel pancake fork like a medieval dagger. “Un-hand my husband right this second, or I swear to God I will sue this entire precinct into the ground! We are on our honeymoon!”The entire diner went dead silent. Two elderly women in a corner booth gasped, dropping their toast.Noah, despite having his hands pinned behind his back in silver cuffs, actually let out a low, smooth chuckle. He looked at me over his shoulder, his dark eyes sparkling with that wicked, unbothered smirk that made my stomach flip.“Liv, baby, put the fork down,” Noah teased, flexing his broad shoulders against the guard’s grip. “You’re going to get yourself locked up for assault with a breakfast utensil.”“I’m defending your honor!” I shrieked as the officers began hauling him toward the glass front doors.“I appreciate it, Mrs. Bennett!” Noa
Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 20: Ouchhhh….Doctor needs to treat your dick
Olivia’s POVNoah’s hands slid from my hips to the hem of my borrowed shirt, fingers brushing the bare skin of my thighs. His grin turned wolfish.“Doctor’s orders,” he rumbled. “I’m a compliant patient.”“Good,” I breathed, settling my weight fully onto his lap. The cotton of his sweatpants was warm beneath my knees. “Now hold still. This stethoscope is very sensitive.”I pressed the silver pen against his chest, just below his collarbone, and dragged it down his sternum in a slow, deliberate line. His abdominal muscles tensed under the cool metal path.“Deep breath for me, Mr. Bennett.”Noah inhaled, his chest rising against my hand. I let the pen drift lower, tracing the waistband of his sweatpants, hooking it under the elastic.“Heart rate elevated,” I murmured, widening my eyes with mock concern. “Blood pressure seems… dangerously high.”“What’s the prognosis, doc?”I leaned down until my lips hovered over his, barely an inch apart. “I’m afraid the only prescription is immediate,
Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 19: First official campout of the trip
Olivia’s POVThe highway melted into a long, dark ribbon under our high beams, leaving the blinding grid of Chicago far behind in our rearview mirror.For three whole days, we lived like ghosts. No traffic noise, no frantic emails, no city clutter. Just the low hum of the V8 engine, endless mountain horizons, and the smell of pine trees filling the truck whenever we cracked the windows.By the fourth afternoon, Noah pulled our matte-black overland rig into a quiet, scenic turnout nestled high in the Black Hills of South Dakota. The view was breathtaking—dense green forests stretching as far as the eye could see under a crisp, bright blue sky.“Engine off,” Noah announced, turning the key and leaning back in the driver’s seat with a satisfied grin. “First official campout of the trip.”“It’s beautiful, Noah,” I breathed, leaning across the console to kiss his cheek. “I feel like I can finally hear myself think.”“Hold that thought,” he smiled, grabbing two metal mugs. “I’m making fresh
Falling for my husband's best man Chapter 18: We bought a Home on Wheels
Olivia’s POVI woke up with the late-morning Chicago sun washing over the white hotel duvet, my head resting comfortably on Noah’s bare chest. His arm was wrapped around my waist, his thumb tracing slow, lazy circles against my hipbone.I propped my chin up on his sternum, staring down into his dark, half-open eyes.“Alright, Mr. Bennett,” I said, poking his shoulder. “You’re not slipping out of this one. What was that cryptic line last night about doing something ‘a little more interesting’?”Noah let out a deep, rumble of a laugh, his arms tightening around me. “You really don't let anything slide, do you?”“Not when it comes to my husband’s secret plans, no.” I smiled, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his chin. “Spill it. Are we going back to New York to face the legal drama, or what?”“Hell no,” Noah said firmly, sitting up and pulling me into his lap. “We’re not going back to New York. Not for a whole month.”I blinked, stunned. “A month? Noah, what about your firm? What about
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