Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends
Beck protested as he appeared behind him, looking like he had cooked a meal for a party with his stained apron and hair covered in flour dust.
He nudged Jared as he walked past him. “Give honour where one is due, asshole,” he hissed, then turned to Myla with a wide, warm smile. “There is my woman of the hour.”
She smiled back at him and melted in his arms as he pulled her into a hug. “You were amazing,” he muttered, pressing a long kiss to her temple.
Jared took her's and Hayden’s coats, then Beck guided them down to their backyard garden.
She let out a soft gasp as she took in the sight in front of her.