"You have no earthly idea how right you are." Denim knew all too well, though, that Hunter would do anything that girl asked of him. Well, within reason. Not that he was a pushover. Oh no. Where would the fun be in that? No where. But after a while, she'd be able to get him to give up and give in.
When she moved to lay on top of him, his arms went to wrap around her waist gently, holding her to him. Hunter made a face when she pouted like that. "But the groom isn't supposed to see the bride the night before the wedding, Red." He pouted back, showing that he didn't like it either.