LOGINIsabella’s POVWe made our way down the aisle, and then Zander quickly dragged me back into the hotel. We raced down the hallway to the elevators and got in, Zander pressing and holding the close door button so no one else could get in.“Zander,” I giggled. “You’re being crazy.”“Crazy for you, Izzy,” Zander grinned, pinning me against the wall of the elevator. “I love you, wife.”Wife. It sounded so sweet coming off his lips. “I love you, too, husband,” I said, smiling.“Say it again,” Zander growled as he kissed my neck.“Husband, my husband,” I panted out.The elevator stopped, and Zander pulled me by the hand down the hallway. Then, he stopped at a door, swiping a key card.“Well, Mrs. Cavanaugh, we’re here,” Zander said, smiling widely.“Where exactly is here?” I asked.“The honeymoon suite, of course,” Zander explained and proceeded to sweep me off my feet. I giggled with excitement. “What are you doing?”“I’m carrying m
Zander’s POVI was standing under the ornately decorated flower arch with Nathan standing beside me. Sure, I could have asked Niles or Devo to be my best man, but it seemed right to pick Nathan. He was my brother and my brother-in-law, but he was more than that. Nathan was the person I turned to for advice when I couldn’t go to Amelie. He was the man I trusted more than anyone in my life, my father figure, a safe place to land. Most importantly, he was the reason I met Isabella.“Wow,” Nathan exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear, as Amelie walked down the aisle with the Quints. All five of the Quints were throwing flower petals on the grass that served as the aisle. “Sorry, Amelie still takes my breath away.”“I completely understand, brother,” I smirked.“Zan!” Hailee squealed and took off towards me. The guests started giggling. I lifted her up, and she hugged me, then she released the petals in her hand and showered both of us with them. “Surprise! Happy birfday!” Now there was l
Isabella’s POVSix days later I can’t believe I’m getting on a jet today to go to Hawaii to marry the love of my life. People say you really don’t know yourself until your late twenties or early thirties, but I know who I am and what I want out of life, and honestly, I couldn’t imagine anyone but Zander beside me to enjoy it.“Good morning, Z,” I whispered as I peppered kisses over his cheek to his mouth.“Good morning, bunny,” he mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “How did you sleep?”“Good, except I had to get up a couple of times to pee,” I giggled.“At this rate, you’ll be living in the bathroom in your third trimester,” Zander chuckled.“No kidding,” I replied. “Well, we should get up, we need to be at the airport in 2 hours.”“I’m already up,” Zander smirked, winking.I lifted up the sheets. “That you are,” I blushed. “I’ll get up then.”“That was supposed to make you NOT get out of bed,” Zander smirked.“Who said I was getting out of b
Zander’s POV“Salvatore?” Dante prompted.“You know Nina is going to kill me, right?” Salvatore smirked.“Nah, well, at least not until you get home. Too many witnesses here,” Dante chuckled.“In the VIP section of a club,” Salvatore said, bluntly.“Nathan?” Dante asked.“In a car, Mount Haleakala on the island of Maui,” Nathan answered.“Zander, your turn,” Dante grinned.“In a greenhouse,” I said, not daring to look at Salvatore.“My greenhouse?” Salvatore asked.I gulped, “Yes, sir.”“Hmmm,” Salvatore responded gruffly.“Next question!” Dante said, reading his cue cards. “According to your partner, if they were an animal, which animal would they be?”“Bunny,” I replied.“Kitten,” Nathan said, matter-of-factly.“Tiger,” Salvatore responded.“Last question, gentlemen,” Dante uttered. “What’s your partner’s favorite song to sing in the car or shower?”Nathan grinned, “Lose It by Eminem. Definitely that one, Amelie goes all gangster in the shower.”The crowd laughed collectively.Salva
Zander’s POVI didn’t want to leave the bed at all. I could stay lost in Isabella for the rest of my life, stay in bed, and be happy forever.“Can’t we just stay in bed?” I groaned in frustration.“Are you kidding me?” Isabella said, giving me the ‘I can’t believe you said that look.’ “It’s our bachelor and bachelorette party!”“Yeah, it’s probably not a good idea to miss it,” I chuckled.Isabella was already up and dressed. “Get up, lazy butt, we’re already late,” she said, leaning over me and kissing my lips gently.“If you keep doing that,” I smirked. “Something will be getting up, and we won’t be going anywhere.”“Geesh,” Isabella giggled and rolled her eyes at me. “I’ll make you a deal. If you get up now and get ready in five minutes, after the party, I will ride your face.”I was ready in four minutes, and we were out the door.When we got to the main building and pushed the door open, the party was already in full swing.“Well, well, well,” Salvatore chuckled. “They are alive.”
Isabella’s POVAfter the spa day, we all sat by the pool and had drinks served to us, non-alcoholic, of course, for Amelie, Morgan, and me. Then I bid farewell to everyone, saying I need a nap. What I really needed was Zander’s cock. Zander had texted me that they were boarding helicopters to come back from the mainland, and he would be home in 30 minutes.After I arrived at the bungalow, I showered and lay naked on the bed.“Isabella?” Zander called as he entered the front door.“I’m in the bedroom,” I yelled back at him.Zander walked through the door and froze. “What’s this about?” Zander questioned.I slinked across the bed on all fours to the end of it. “I was thinking that we might have,” I said, pausing. “A little fun.”“Izzy,” Zander groaned. “You said you wanted to wait until the wedding, remember.”“Oh, I know,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “But, I kind of had a change of heart.”I shift back on the bed and let my legs fall apart. I ran my hand down my breast and
Zander’s POV“How many days do I have to be in here?” I asked.“It really depends. If there are no signs of infection and you have 24-hour a day home care, you could potentially go home tonight,” Dr. Reese advised. “But you need to stay in bed for a couple of days.”“Dr. Reese, we have that availab
The ride home on the bus was pretty somber. We lost by one point on a last-minute field goal kick. I, however, was having a wonderful ride home. Isabella gave in and sat next to me on the bus. Coach had heard what had happened outside the hotel last night and told me to keep a close eye on Isabella
Zander’s POVWow. That would completely explain why she has been so cryptic on social media about a present for the love of her life, but I never slept with her, which means, shit. Devo is going to be a dad. I looked over at Devo.“Holy fuck,” Devo exclaimed. “Bryanna is pregnant?”“Well, it seems
6 weeks laterZander’s POVI can’t believe this semester is almost over. I really have to thank Isabella for getting me through this semester. It was hard to adjust to the pressure of college football and the heavier workload in the Economics program, but I have just one more exam to go. Isabella i







