LEXI'S POV
It was already 11:00 in the evening when the wedding reception ended, and almost all the guests had left. The only ones remaining were Chase's family and my family. Our families were engaged in a conversation, but it was evident that only my father was actively participating. I also noticed that Chase's stepmother barely spoke. I couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling I had about her—perhaps because I didn’t feel she had fully accepted me as Chase’s wife.
“How long do you think they’ll keep talking? I can’t wait to have you all to myself,” Chase whispered to me, sending shivers down my spine.
“Stop it; you already had your fill last night,” I whispered back.
“That doesn’t count. You weren’t my wife yet then,” he said, pouting.
I couldn’t help but laugh softly and shake my he
