Chapter 7
Lance
If anyone were to ask Lance how the wedding went, he wouldn’t have been able to answer. The last thing he remembered after telling Wade to breathe was looking into his eyes. He had a vague memory of exchanging the rings and a brief panic that Wade would notice the engraving, but Wade didn’t look at them before they slipped each one on. He knew they repeated some words. He looked at their left hands and saw they were both wearing the matching white gold bands on their ring fingers.
What he did remember? The kiss. Holy s**t. Lance had never had a kiss affect him like that. Considering they were in front of fifty or more people, he guessed if they were alone and Wade kissed him like that, it would have led to hours of pleasure.
And the kiss had been short—almost a barely-t
