Skittles POV
The words weren't what I planned to say, but the words fled my brain when I reached Sprocket. His large hands held mine, first, steady, not like me, shaking like a leaf.
It was done, I was now his wife, in every sense of the word, and a feeling of possession filled me.
Somehow, I was separated from Sprocket as we were engulfed in well-wishes, and the girls started giving me pointers on what I should and should not do. Now I was taken. What made this funny was that they all had different opinions, which led to some disagreements.
Penny saved me.
She dragged me over to Fixer and Tank, who were by the barbecue. Tank was cooking steaks and sausages, while Fixer was cooking meat sticks and chicken wings.
"Thank you, Penny, for rescuing me." I gave her a gentle hug before she
