Chapter 133 **

“That took forever,” he grumbled softly, shutting the window behind him and pulling the drapes closed. “I thought she was never going to leave.”

“I haven’t seen her in nearly two weeks. She just wanted to talk,” she whispered back.

“No, she wanted to talk you out of marrying me,” he complained in a hushed whisper.

He stepped to the door and took the chair that sat next to the old desk, sliding the back under the handle to keep intruders out.

“She didn’t succeed,” Sandra assured him. A smile of anticipation etched her features as she watched him.

“Good. I’d hate to think about dragging you to our wedding in handcuffs.” Creighton folded her into his arms, kissing her neck softly before nipping it with his teeth.

“I want you in many, many ways,” he whispered.

“But we only have a few hours before everyone wakes up.”

“Then we’ll have to make sure our honeymoon is very memorable.” The sound of a zipper sliding down made Sandra giggle softly; one arm was still circled around her waist, his