like youâre enjoying it. And now that youâre a married womanâyou need to start talking real proper-like.â Anabeth broke into a grin. âYou gonâ be living in Atlanta.â
Jessie Belle smiled. âI love you, Ma.â
âI love you, too.â
Her eyes traveled the reception hall, searching for her husband. Jessie Belle found Traynor talking to her father.
Their eyes met and held.
It was too easy to get lost in the way Traynor looked at her. Jessie Belle planned on being the perfect wife in every way, and she prayed that sheâd be able to return his love. She didnât want to hurt Traynor ever.
CHAPTER FOUR
J essie Belle couldnât believe how easily Traynor was fooled. Her motherâs scheme had actually worked.
He pulled her perspiration-damp body into the crook of his arm. âI hope I didnât hurt you too bad,â he murmured. âThereâs so much blood.â
She moved away from him to get out of bed.
When he protested, she said, âSweetie, I need to take a bath. Ma says that soaking in a tub of hot water will ease some of the soreness. Maybe you can get some fresh sheets out and put them on the bed?â she suggested.
Her parents stayed with an aunt down the road so that she and Traynor could enjoy their wedding night. Jessie Belle didnât want to stay at the rooming house, although it had occurred to her to rub Miss Mabelâs and her daughterâs faces in her newfound happiness.
In the bathroom, she ran a tub full of scented water, then climbed inside. Jessie Belle hummed softly to herself as she bathed. She was finally getting out of Mayville. She and Traynor were leaving first thing in the morning.
I canât wait .
Jessie Belle lay back in the tub, smiling. All her dreams were about to come true.
She finished her bath and got out.
Jessie Belle headed back to the bedroom wearing a towel. She loved sex, so it wasnât long before she started to crave the feel of her new husband. Traynor was inexperienced and a bit awkward at first, but he was definitely a quick learner.
Strolling into the bedroom, she let the towel drop to the floor.
Traynorâs eyes lit up like firecrackers. âAre you still sore?â
âHuh?â
It took her a few seconds to remember that this was supposed to be her first time . âJust a little,â Jessie Belle lied.
âI donât want to hurt you, sweetheart. Maybe we should wait and try again tomorrow.â
It was so sweet to see Traynor so concerned about her, but she was growing weary of the charade.
âNo,â Jessie Belle uttered. âI want you now. Iâm your wife, Traynor. Baby, we can have all the sex we want.â
Jessie Belle woke up early the next morning feeling happier than sheâd ever been in her entire life. She held up her left hand to admire the tiny gold band on her ring finger.
Freedom .
She was finally getting away from Mayville, Georgia, and not a moment too soon as far as Jessie Belle was concerned. She turned to face her sleeping husband and gently nudged him. âHoney, we should be getting up. We got to get dressed and get on the road. I canât wait to see our home.â
He was sluggish, drunk with sleep. âHuhâ¦â
âItâs time to get up,â Jessie Belle whispered. Maybe she shouldnât have kept Traynor up most of the night making love.
When he still didnât move, she covered him in soft kisses beginning with his ear and neck, and traveling to his cheek.
He moaned, then began to stir.
Traynor reached for her.
âCâmon, honey. We need to get up and get on the road. Thereâll be plenty of lovemaking when we get to our house in Atlanta.â
âI want youâ¦,â Traynor pleaded.
âI have to finish up my packing. The sooner you get up, the sooner weâll be home.â
Jessie Belle jumped out of bed and began to get ready to leave. She couldnât wait to
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