Chapter 63

The next day was filled with caterers and decorators running around and prepping for the party. Liam and Maggie were instructed to relax, enjoy the day, and be ready by six that night.

They walked the grounds out back and around the posh neighborhood in the morning. Liam showed her all the places where he, Henry, and Liza had played and got into trouble when they were teenagers.

He drove her to his favorite little café, and they sat in the back as she giggled at his stories.

Later, they stopped in front of a family-owned jeweler’s window to see what was inside.

Maggie saw a beautiful emerald pendant and matching earrings shining in the lights. They were mounted in white gold and sparkled brilliantly.

Liam could see the look in her eyes and knew they would look stunning on her. He took her hand and went to the little children’s boutique next door.

Every time they went into a baby store, Maggie was in her own little world, and short of a bomb going off, there was no getting his wife out until she found what she had in mind.

He let her wander to the back of the store, then quickly slipped out to buy the earrings and necklace. Maggie didn’t notice her husband disappear and was lost in onesies and stuffed bears.

Ten minutes later, Liam was back at her side as she examined some bears dressed like palace guards.

“I think these are sweet, don’t you think?” Maggie asked.

“Absolutely!” Liam replied, trying to hold back a laugh. She was none the wiser.

He was glad when she handed him the bears and purchased a beautiful pale lilac sweater set for Abigail and Lucy and one for their baby in white.

After a few more outfits were picked out, Liam paid and went back home. They arrived to a sea of people putting the finishing touches on the décor and setting up chairs and little tables everywhere.

Beth sent Maggie up to their room for a nap as Liam went with his father to the office to talk shop.

Maggie’s alarm woke her up after a wonderful two-hour nap to let her know it was time to shower and get ready.

She dried her hair and sat on the bench at the foot of the bed to start getting on her underwear, suddenly feeling nervous.

She would be surrounded by all the people, friends, and colleagues that the Olsens had known for years.

Maggie wanted to make a good impression and make Liam proud, but her old insecurities crept back into her head. She was almost in tears when Liam came in to dress.

“Darling, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m so nervous about meeting all these people. I want to impress them and for you to be proud to have me as your wife and mother to your child…”

Liam was shocked by her words, he thought that they had moved past this. He took her face in his hands.

“Maggie, look at me! I am so incredibly proud to have you as my wife! Everyone is going to love you and know how lucky I am that you married me! You are the final piece that my family needed, and anyone who meets you tonight will know that! And if they don’t, then we don’t need their approval anyway.

“I love you, and you are giving me the greatest gift I have ever received, and that’s loving me for me. I wouldn’t be what I am without you!”

Maggie felt a few tears slide down her face as she processed his words. She knew all this, but the idea of this fancy British party just threw her for a loop.

“Thank you, I needed that. I just have to get my stomach to calm down and my heart to stop pounding!”

Liam chuckled, then smirked at her as he stood up, taking her in his arms. He kissed her and carried her up to the bed before crawling next to her and nipping at her neck.

“I know just the thing to help you relax, darling!”

He untied the knot in her robe and opened it to find her still naked from her shower. He smiled and slowly dragged his fingers down her soft body as she sighed under his touch.

Liam knelt next to the bed as he repositioned her. He gently bent her knees and placed them on the bed so she was open to him in all her glory.

Maggie was getting goosebumps in anticipation of his fabulous assault. Liam placed a string of kisses along her outer thigh and then moved to her inner thigh.

He moved to the other and repeated his motions. Her breath was shallow as she continued to wait. Liam continued his kisses, getting closer and closer to her sweet spot.

“How are you so wet for me already? I think I could just talk to you and make you come!”

“Please, Liam!”

“What do you want, baby?”

“You!”

“What do you want me to do? Tell me!”

“Lick me, Liam, please!”

As soon as she said the words, Liam took his tongue and licked her slit from top to bottom, tasting her sweet essence.

Liam pushed his face into her sweet core and thrust his tongue in as far as he could go. Maggie started writhing on the bed as Liam took her nub between his lips and sucked, making her see stars.

Liam continued to devour her for a few more minutes until his wife was a wet, sobbing mess.

“I’m gonna come!”

“Let go, darling, give it all to me!”

He put his face back on her slit and dug in. Soon, he heard Maggie’s breath catch and felt her muscles constrict as she released all her juices with a cry.

Liam eagerly sucked back all she was giving and licked her clean.