“They want me to throw the bouquet,” she whispered, smiling at his obvious impatience.
“Well, throw the damn thing and let’s get out of here.”
Victoria glanced around for a second and then smiled. There was a wickedness to her smile he would have worried about if directed at him. Then she threw the bouquet directly at the woman from the far end, who'd spoken to him earlier.
“Good luck!”
He didn’t miss the tall figure of his new third in command behind the woman who had the bouquet in her hands. The third in command's eyes bright with interest and a healthy dose of lust. He chuckled. “I have a feeling she’s going to need it.”
Considering they’d done their duty, he swept out of the door with her still in his arms.
Long strides took him away from the reception hall. There's a barn set
