Jordan wrapped his arm around my waist as we entered the hotel’s ballroom, which was full of family and friends. He gave me a squeeze, and I smiled.

“Here they are!” someone shouted. “Husband and wife.”

Those words earned us a loud round of applause. I felt myself blushing. I’m not one who likes to be the center of attention. Jordan, on the other hand, loves it.

“This is fun,” he said, his lips pressed to my ear and his voice breathy.

I shivered from the intimacy of the gesture.

He waved to his people, and I waved to mine. Together, we moved to the center of the room.

He got me a glass of champagne as people offered their congratulations. This post-honeymoon party had been his mother’s idea after our elopement, and... Read More