Chapter 82: Chapter 82

But no matter how much he wanted to make love to Luca here on the floor, this wasn’t the time. He broke the kiss and immediately regretted it when Luca whined.

“I know, my love,” he whispered against Luca’s kiss-swollen lips. “But the next time we make love, I want to be your husband.”

Gus’s words seemed to finally yank Luca out of his arousal.

“Oh, my gawd, we have to get back,” Luca exclaimed and tried to scramble off Gus’s knee.

Gus gripped his waist and kept him where he was. “We have another minute.” Gus glanced down at his watch. The ceremony was supposed to have started ten minutes ago.

“How?” Luca asked.

“I called Mom, told her I needed an hour. And you know her. No one, not even the President himself, would dare to argue with her when she sets her mind to something.”