Making Me Believe by Kirsten Osbourne Read Free Book Online

entertaining when all we really want to do is be alone.”
    The driver laughed. “I think everyone should get married that way. I wish my wife would have agreed to something like that instead of us starting our marriage thousands in debt for a party.”
    They got their marriage license, and then headed back to the hotel to change. It felt odd to be changing in the room they were going to be spending the night in, but it wasn’t a big deal. She didn’t believe that it was bad luck to be seen by the groom before the ceremony anyway.
    The ceremony itself was short and to the point. The photographer handed them their CD of wedding photos, and they headed back to the hotel in the limo provided.
    In the back of the limo, Alex reached out and pulled Rose toward him, kissing her softly. “So, do you feel married yet?”
    She laughed up at him. “Not at all! I think that’s going to take a while. Maybe we should take in a show, and go to a casino for a while before we go back to our room. Maybe then I’ll feel married.” She looked down to hide her grin.
    His eyes widened. “Are you serious?” Sighing he said, “I guess we can. I can wait,” he said running his hand over her hair. The disappointment in his voice almost had Rose laughing out loud.
    “That would make me feel better,” she whispered, trying not to shake with laughter. “Let’s go back to the room and change, and we’ll go out and have some fun. I’ve never been to Vegas before!”
    He dropped his head against the back of the seat. He hadn’t thought she was that nervous about making love with him, but if she was then he wasn’t going to push it. “What kind of show do you want to see? Magic? Music? Comedy?”
    She sucked in her breath to steady her voice, “Oh, definitely comedy. I love to laugh.”
    Alex noticed that her voice sounded funny, but dismissed it as nerves. The limo pulled up in front of the hotel, and he took her hand, helping her out of the car. After he’d opened the door to their room door, he stepped aside for her to enter. “Why don’t you use the bathroom to change, and I’ll use the bedroom?” he asked, walking over to his bag to pull out some jeans and a nice shirt.
    Rose kept her head down as she took her carryon into the bathroom. She couldn’t believe that he actually thought she was going to make him sit through a show or spend time at a casino before she would go to bed with him. She was nervous, yes, but she was more than ready to make love with her new husband. She wouldn’t have married him if she hadn’t been.
    She wasn’t one to prolong the feeling of nervousness either. She’d rather bite the bullet and get it over with.
    She quickly got ready for bed and changed into the sexy white nightgown she’d bought for her wedding night. It was silky, had spaghetti straps, hugged her curves, and ended at mid-thigh. She couldn’t wait to see Alex’s face when she walked into the room wearing it. She brushed out her hair so that it fell just right against her shoulders.
    Alex changed quickly and sat down on the bed. He was determined to give Rose all the time she needed. He’d rushed her into this marriage, but he wasn’t going to rush her into bed with him. Well, he wasn’t going to rush her into bed with him right this second. He planned on consummating the marriage that night, but waiting an hour or three wouldn’t kill him.
    He heard the door open and looked over at Rose with a smile on his face. He didn’t want her to think that he was upset with her for asking him to wait for a little while. His eyes widened when he saw what she was wearing.
    He immediately stood up and walked toward her, trying not to show his eagerness.
    “Please tell me you don’t think that’s suitable attire for a Las Vegas show,” he said quietly as his hands stroked down her arms to grasp her hands in his, pulling her toward the bed.
    She laughed out loud. “Only if I’m in the show,” she said. The relief in the air was