A Stalker Healed

| Harley |

There's something different about the air in Vegas. I can feel it as Brixton and I walk hand in hand down the busy strip, smiling, and now married for the first and hopefully the only time in our lives. I've never seen him this excited before, and I can't tell if it's the fact that we just got married the fact that I told him I was pregnant, or if it's both. Either way, I love seeing him this happy.

"So, Brixton, where are we going now?"

Of course, when he looks at me, his brow raises in a challenge and his lips curl into a smirk, making my panties even wetter with every step that I take.

"Well, now that you're my wife, we're going back to the room I rented, and we're going to consummate our fucking marriage before we catch our flight home."

Before I can say anything, he scoops me into his arms and carries me the rest of the way down the sidewalk, his eyes locking onto mine with so much pride swirling inside them.

"I can walk, you know."

"I know you can, but I want to carry