CHAPTER 13
MARY
Mary looked around in her new bedroom. It was dominated by a huge king-sized four-poster bed. The charcoal gray comforter and the rose petals sprawled on top of it were a stark contrast to her white dress.
Now she knew why Tommie had asked for her keys. It wasn’t to just help her move in her stuff, but to give the room a honeymoon feel. She should thank him later.
Hector put an arm around her and kissed her neck. “You good? Nervous?”
“Just a little.”
His hands slowly started unbuttoning her gown. She leaned into his big frame as he continued undressing her. Right up until she was left standing in a white bridal corset. Jazzy’s gift.
When she heard his breath hitch, she smiled. Her so-called thong was nothing more than a thin piece of cloth that disappeared between he
