I swept Mia over my shoulder, careful of her injured side, and smacked her butt loudly. "I'll see you in the morning," I told everyone. "LATE morning." Mia laughed as I ran off, and we had a very active wedding night. I heard the howl from next door, Gabriel must have claimed Mackenzie, followed by her screams of pleasure. Being naturally competitive, we started a silent competition to see who could make our wife scream the most before going to bed.

I had to stop at four AM, the count was over thirty. We lost.

The next morning, we showered and dressed and went downstairs. A late brunch was set...