Billionaire Untamed ~ Tate (Billionaire’s Obsession #7)(45)
Author: J.S. Scott

“Hey, Ally. There’s that buffet I was talking about,” Lara squealed.

“Let’s stop.” Ally nodded her head eagerly. “I’d love to try it.”

Travis sent Tate a pained expression. Obviously he was about as fond of Vegas buffets as Tate was. And unfortunately, Ally seemed to adore them as much as Lara did.

“I’m a billionaire. We can eat at any restaurant in town. Do I really need to suffer through a buffet?” Travis said loftily.

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

Ally and Lara both answered Travis’s question.

“This is Lara’s day, Travis,” Ally told her husband firmly.

“We can afford a regular restaurant, Lara.” Tate confirmed Travis’s opinion.

“But I’d love to go.” She shot him a longing look.

“You want your wedding dinner to be a buffet?” Oh, God help him.

“It’s lunch. Ally and I will let you and Travis pick where we go to dinner.”

Ally nodded in agreement with an eager smile.

Tate looked at Travis again, and Travis just shrugged. He looked back at the look in his new wife’s eyes and caved almost instantly. “Let’s go,” Tate agreed. He didn’t think he could ever deny his wife anything, considering she asked for basically nothing but his love.

He reached into the inside pocket of his tux, pulled out a roll of antacids, and popped one into his mouth before he handed them over to his friend.

Travis took three before he handed them back to Tate.

“The things we do for our wives,” Travis grumbled good-naturedly.

The women basically ignored the men as they chattered.

“Yeah, but they’re worth it,” Tate said with a grin.

They pulled up to the curb of the casino with the ladies’ buffet choice.

Travis helped his wife out of the car and went ahead of them. Tate pulled his bride out of the limo carefully, steadying her as she tilted on her high heels.

“I know you hate buffets, but I’ll make it up to you later,” Lara whispered in a sultry voice into his ear so only he could hear her. “Ally took me to a lingerie shop, too. You’ll like what’s under the dress better than you like the wedding dress.” She winked at him playfully.

His dick was as hard as diamonds as he contemplated what the hell she was wearing underneath her dress.

I’ll make it up to you later.

Hell, maybe he could learn to love Vegas buffets.

He offered his arm to his wife and she took it with a wicked grin.

It was the first time that Tate Colter had ever entered a gigantic cheap buffet with a huge smile on his face, but it definitely wasn’t the last.

Tate ended up being very happy with the arrangement, and never again complained after their wedding night, and Lara making it up to him. Eating the bad, mass-produced food had been more than worth it considering what he got in return.

Travis wasn’t exactly bemoaning his fate either, because Ally had been to the same lingerie store as Lara.

They were back at another buffet late the next morning, both men armed with antacids and a huge grin on both of their faces. Both men looked very eager to make any sacrifices required to keep their wives happy after a very good night.

Tate had learned very early in his marriage that sometimes compromise was well worth the reward. His wedding night had been spectacular, but the greatest prize in their bargain was very simple: seeing his wife smile.