All Chapters of Taking Her Home: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

IvyWaking up to Max kissing me was heaven. He started at my shoulder and moved across my back. When he got to the middle of my neck, I shivered and gave away that I was awake.“Morning.” I could feel Max’s smile against my skin.Rolling over, I smiled wide at him. “Good morning. Sleep good?”He nodded. “Every night with you in my arms is better than good. It’s the best thing ever. I love you,” he leaned in and connected our mouths. I moaned and tried to push him onto his back so that I could straddle him. But he overpowered me, and I ended up on my back, our lips never leaving each other. He moved across my face to my neck and down it. I moved it to the side so that he had better access.“Max, we have to be quick. I have a lesson with my dad in an hour and I can’t smell like you and sex,” I laughed. It had been two weeks since my dad had let Max start staying here and I was enjoying it. Every morning we rolled around in bed and then whenever we could throughout the day. I feel asleep

Ivy“Will you stop,” Gia groaned as I passed her for the thousandth time. “Everything is going to be fine.” I didn’t believe her and the look I gave her hopefully said that. “They know what they’re doing.”Max and Nico had left nearly two hours ago. Twenty minutes later, my dad left with some of his men to provide backup if needed. That’s when I had started to pace. The idiot, Orlando had asked the guys to meet him in the same place as they had before, amateur. Luckily that meant that they didn’t have to go over a new exit strategy. That was what Max had said anyway. It was supposed to calm me down. It didn’t.“Why haven’t we heard anything?” I threw my head back and looked up at the ceiling. This was torture. My dad was bad enough. I was always worried when he went out himself on missions of any kind. But put him in this situation and then add Max, I was going to explode if I didn’t hear from one, or both of them very soon.The door to my dad’s office opened and my mom walked in a sm

IvyThe planning of the wedding happened quick and before I knew it, I was standing in front of a mirror. In a wedding dress. The best one I could find. I knew it would hug my curves, making sure that Max’s mouth drops open when he saw me while keeping it classy enough that we would be allowed in the church. The church was nonnegotiable for my mother, and I wanted to give her what she wanted. She gave up a lot throughout my life as I had grown up.“Oh, my Goodness, you look so beautiful,” she told me as she walked up behind me with a huge smile on her face.I smiled back, “Thanks,” my hand went to my stomach while I took a deep breath. I would admit, only to myself, that I was nervous. “Is he ready?” I turn around and ask her.She smiles with her lips pressed together, a clear sign she is holding back her laughter. I put my hands on my hips, narrowing my eyes. “Sorry,” Mom holds her hand up, “I just don’t know as I have ever seen you this nervous before.” I roll my eyes. “He is ready.

Ivy“No, No, NO!” I yelled at Max as his eyes closed. This was not happening. It couldn’t be. We were supposed to be going to the airport. I wasn’t going to only get a day with my husband. I watched as red flowed out from under him. My eyes filled with tears and I tried to lift him to turn him over.“Ivy!” I heard my dad calling my name, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t leave Max. “Damnit, Ivy,” Dad’s hand clamped around my shoulder. “We have to go…”I shook him off and cut him off, “No! I’m not leaving him!”“Ivy! Listen to me,” Dad’s voice was calm as he gripped both shoulders and made me look at him. My hands were moving over Max, trying to see if there was something I could fix. “Ivy, we need to get him to the hospital.” His words made me snap my head in his direction. I nodded. He waved his hand at a few of his, my, men who ran over and bent down around me and Max. “Let them help him.” I nodded again and moved back so they could surround him and lift him in air.“Be careful, pleas

IvyMax slammed my back into our bedroom door. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck made it so that he couldn’t see a damn thing. That and our tongues battling each other for dominance.“Door,” he pulled away from me just long enough to groan the word. I reached behind me searching for the handle. “Hurry up. Your dad will probably try to kill me if he catches us like this.”“Don’t want that,” I said before biting his lip. He chuckled as he readjusted me in his arms. I finally found the handle as his hands found my ass and squeezed tight making me squeal.“Shh, Wife.” Max growled as he walked into the room and kicked the door shut. I raised an eyebrow when it slammed making much more noise than I had. “Yeah. Yeah,” he threw me on the bed.I bounced, laughed and smiling wide up at him. I looked over all of him. His perfect chiseled jaw, his perfect tanned skin, his perfect blue eyes. Okay, he was perfect. He was also going to give me the best looking kids ever. H