Well damn. Seriously damn.
Those were the only thoughts that had been running through Garrett’s head as Kelsey had approached the altar.
Once Garrett had been able to pick his jaw off the floor, he’d realized that his brain was never gonna work right again. The only thing fully functional right now was his d**k, which was changing the fit of his suit even more.
Kelsey was hot as hell.
That dress was … Garrett didn’t know jack s**t about dresses, he just knew this one was hugging everything exactly the right way. And her face … subtle makeup accenting those wide hazel eyes. She didn’t even need lipstick or anything — those lips were plump and pink, and unless he was mistaken, the blush in her cheeks was natural.
He had a feeling he was blushing too. How was it possible he was marrying
