Flame (Montana Mountain Protectors Book 3) by Gemma Weir

Author:Gemma Weir [Weir, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hudson Indie Ink
Published: 2024-07-25T00:00:00+00:00

11

ETTA

When the judge starts to speak, I don’t hear a word through the ringing in my ears. I don’t know what’s happening. No, that’s a lie. I know exactly what’s happening, I just don’t know how things have escalated so quickly that I’m standing in front of a judge in the middle of a wedding ceremony.

“Do you, Oz James Malik, take Etta Jayne Jordan to be your lawfully wedded wife?” the judge asks.

“I do,” Oz answers immediately, like he didn’t even need to think about it.

“Do you, Etta Jayne Jordan, take Oz James Malik to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Suddenly, the ringing stops, and everything goes silent. So silent that I swear I can hear my heart pounding in my chest.

“Miss Jordan?” the judge calls my name.

“Yes,” I answer.

“Yes, you do?” the judge asks, his brow furrowed.

“What?”

“I asked if you, Etta Jayne Jordan, take Oz James Malik to be your lawfully wedded husband.”

“Oh,” I say stupidly. But then Oz reaches out and cups my cheek, his lips parting as he mouths the words, “I do.”

“I do,” I echo back, lost to his touch and the way his eyes are ordering me to comply. When he mouths, “Good girl,” I almost swoon.

For a moment, the ringing in my ears returns until the words “By the power vested in me, by the state of Montana, I now pronounce you husband and wife” permeate the crazy that’s going on in my head.

Snapping my head to look at the judge, my mouth falls open when I realize what he just said, but before I can speak, Oz’s arms are around me and his lips are on mine, and that’s all I can think about, all I can feel, and all I need.

The next ten minutes pass by in a haze while Oz guides me out of the courthouse and onto the street.

“Mrs. Malik,” he growls, dipping his head to press another searing kiss against my lips.

“What did we just do?” I rasp, my voice weak.

“We got married. You’re my wife, and I’m your husband. Thank you, baby. Thank you.”

“Congratulations,” someone says from behind us.

“Thanks for coming,” Oz says, smiling widely as he spins us around to face the two guys who were in the courthouse with us. “Etta, these are two of my friends and teammates, Knight Taylor and Anders Johansen,” Oz says, pointing to each man in turn.

“Hi,” I say, still feeling and sounding shell-shocked.

“It’s nice to meet you, Etta, and congratulations,” Anders says, smiling widely.

“Nice to meet you too,” I manage to say back.

“I’m very happy for you both,” the other guy, Knight, says, his gaze dipping to my stomach for a second before lifting to my face again.

“Your wedding next?” Oz asks Knight.

“Hopefully,” Knight says, his voice monotone in a slightly robotic way.

“Party on the row?” Anders asks.

“No, not today. Today I want my wife all to myself, but maybe we’ll host for the row and the Barnetts on Saturday,” Oz says while I stare at him in shock.

“Sounds good to me, I’ll spread the word, but I won’t mention what we’re celebrating.

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