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satisfied relief.
    “You’re lucky. I don’t think you broke anything.”
    “Only a good chunk of my pride.” She smiled and awkwardly tried to push herself up into a sitting position with his help. He slumped down beside her as she inspected the stinging cuts on her arms and legs.
    “Look at me.” He checked her pupils by covering one eye and then the other. Grunting in satisfaction, he then proceeded to take down her bun and run his fingers over her head.
    “Find anything leaking?” She asked breathlessly. His face mere inches away from hers, their gazes locked.
    “Nope. You are one lucky klutz. Whatever made you decide to drop over the edge before Hopps gave you the go ahead?” Anger dropped the warmth of his voice ten degrees and she shivered.
    “Susan called me a chicken.” She rubbed at her hip with a grimace.
    “So?” He challenged her.
    “I’m sick to death of her taunting me in front of everyone.”
    “It was almost your death!” His voice rose an octave in agitation, making her smile at him. “What are you so happy about? I lost ten years off my life when you hit the ground.”
    “You’re even sexier when you’re mad.” His mouth opened and closed a couple times before she gave in and launched herself at him. She swallowed his surprised grunt as she teased his lower lip with her tongue. After only a second, he opened and kissed her deeply. His hands lifted her into his lap as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
    “Hey! Is she hurt?” Andrew’s yell barely penetrated her lust-filled mind, but Wayne pulled back to blink at her owlishly.
    “She’s fine. Give us a couple minutes and then you can come down!” He grinned as she bit her bottom lip nervously. “I’m still mad at you, Alice.”
    “I’d say you could punish me, but you might want to wait until my butt feels better.” His eyes twinkled merrily as he shook his head at her. She threaded her fingers in the cool silk of his hair. “Whoa...where’s your hat?”
    “It probably fell when I raced to get to you.” He shrugged and brushed his lips against hers.
    “No. We have to find it.” She struggled to get up, but he held her easily on his lap.
    “It’s just a hat, Alice.”
    “No. It’s your hat. What’s a Hatter without his hat?” He laughed and hugged her gently to him.
    “What’s a Hatter without his Alice?”
    “Futterwacken right and you’ll never have to find out.” She laughed at his perplexed look and kissed him.
    ♦♦♦
    Alice found it hard to believe the fateful day she fell, both down a mountain and madly in love with her Hatter, would culminate into this perfect day, her wedding day. She stood in her size fourteen princess gown, with a sequined sweetheart bodice trimmed in blue lace, watching her groom dance with his mother. He looked dashing in his double-breasted black tuxedo. His back pocket bulged a bit and made her smile. She knew without a doubt he’d stuffed his grandfather’s hat in that pocket and it wouldn’t be long before it would be pulled out to take its rightful place on his handsome head. There it would stay until they reached the motel room where she planned to whip it off, along with every stitch of their clothing to reveal the sexy dragon tattoo on his side.
    She’d freaked out when she saw his tattoo that first time. Alice chuckled to herself when she remembered the way he looked at her when she related her Wonderland Adventure to him. He’d insisted on taking her to the hospital to get checked out by a doctor. One hot kiss and several well-placed strokes later, he’d forgotten his plans and took her to bed instead.
    “You did good, girl.” Kitty bumped shoulders with her and they shared a smile. “So, tell me. Why is a Raven like a writing desk?”
    “I give.”
    “They both know how to keep their secrets.” Kitty winked at her. “I’m so glad you’re our Alice. Let the party commence!”
     

 
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