Some of the women present blush and giggle amongst themselves when I grab my new bride and yank her off the garden stage toward the house. Aiden and James Black shoot me venomous stares.

Carmy gives me a thumbs up, and Vito…of course…grins and makes a crude gesture with two pointed fingers of one hand, and looped fingers of his other.

But I’m not dragging Tempest away to consummate a goddamn thing. In fact, if she doesn’t have some very illuminating things to say right now, I might ...