Benny
The bedroom door had barely clicked shut before JJ caught the front of my shirt and pulled me toward her.
“Come here.”
I didn’t need a second invitation.
She kissed me hard enough to make me stumble, her fingers curling into my collar while I caught her around the waist. She was still wearing the red dress from our private ceremony, and I’d spent most of the afternoon trying to keep my hands to myself.
“You’ve been looking at me like that for hours,” she murmured against my mouth.
“Can you blame me?”
“No.” She smiled and tugged me closer. “But I’m getting tired of waiting.”
Behind us, Nixx laughed.
“Jesus Christ. You two couldn’t give me thirty seconds?”
JJ turned her head without releasing me. “You planning on joining us or just standing there complaining?”
His expression
