this too?”
Zoe looked at Braxton
and he grinned and nodded. “Yes! He asked me too. He
asked for my permission.”
“And you said yes?” I asked as I wiped away another stray tear.
“I’m still thinking
about it,” she said with a giggle. I hugged her again.
“Hey! I said yes too. As a matter of fact, it was my idea to begin
with,” Callie said.
Braxton punched her in
the arm and I wrapped her in a hug. I was ecstatic, on top of the world. I wanted to go find
Trent and shake his hand and thank him for cheating on me. If he never had, I would probably still be with him and I would have never
met this amazing man who was going to be my husband.
CHAPTER
TWELVE
BRAXTON
It took an hour after I proposed to Emmi to get everyone
calmed down enough to get out the door. Emmi’s mom
and dad invited us all out to dinner. I told Emmi we could go if she wanted to. I didn’t let on that I really didn’t want to go, but I was relieved when she said
that she didn’t want to. We set up a dinner date with them for the following
week to celebrate. All I wanted to do was celebrate
with Emmi , alone. I was
dying; I physically needed to be alone with her. I wanted
to kiss her and touch her. We finally walked her parents out and after more
hugs and kisses between them and Emmi and another
handshake for me from her dad and a hug from her mom,
we got them tucked into their SUV and on their way. They were nice people and I looked forward to getting to know them better. Zoe wanted
us to go to Lou’s for a celebratory drink.
“Just one,” she said.
It took a minute, but
we finally convinced her that we really didn’t want to go to Lou’s for not even
one drink. She finally got the hint or maybe it was what Emmi whispered into her ear, but she gave us both another hug and took off. We had
to take Callie home next. She had ridden the bus out, but I wasn’t letting her
get back on the bus down by the docks at night by herself .
She chattered on the way home like an excited little girl about our wedding.
She apparently had all kinds of ideas, the biggest of them being that we do it
down near Grandma’s cabin by the lake. Emmi was sweet;
she listened attentively and nodded or said, “Um hmm…” where she needed to. I loved my sister, but I
couldn’t wait to drop her off and be alone with Emmi and have a little comfortable silence for a while.
I drove up in front of the house, noticing my dad’s car wasn’t there. That was
probably good for Callie, although she was still under the impression he was
staying sober or at least trying. I hated to think that she was just going to
be disappointed again, but I was pretty sure that was
going to be the case. Hopefully by the time he came home she would be asleep
and she wouldn’t have to deal with his drunken ass.
We said good night and I waited until I saw her go inside before I put the truck in
reverse. As soon as my back-up lights came on, I saw
his car.
“Shit!”
“What’s wrong?” Emmi asked.
“Nothing, the old man
just pulled in. Move the car! What the hell is he doing?” He had parked right
behind me and turned the car off. “Shit! I’m sorry, Emmi , I’ll be right back.”
She didn’t say
anything, she only nodded. I saw her turn to watch as
I walked back to see what the hell my father thought he was doing. God, I hoped
that he wasn’t drunk; I didn’t have any motivation at
all to fight with him. He was stepping out of the car when I got there.
“Hey there, son,” he
said.
“Dad, can you move your
car please? I can’t get out.”
“You don’t want to
introduce me to your fiancée?”
“My
fiancée? What are you talking about?”
“I was at the fight
tonight, Braxton. You were… I don’t even have words for
it. It was the first time I let myself see past my
anger and really see you in a long time. I know that I don’t have a right to be
but I am really proud of you.”
I was staring at him, probably with my mouth hanging open. He
Zoe looked at Braxton
and he grinned and nodded. “Yes! He asked me too. He
asked for my permission.”
“And you said yes?” I asked as I wiped away another stray tear.
“I’m still thinking
about it,” she said with a giggle. I hugged her again.
“Hey! I said yes too. As a matter of fact, it was my idea to begin
with,” Callie said.
Braxton punched her in
the arm and I wrapped her in a hug. I was ecstatic, on top of the world. I wanted to go find
Trent and shake his hand and thank him for cheating on me. If he never had, I would probably still be with him and I would have never
met this amazing man who was going to be my husband.
CHAPTER
TWELVE
BRAXTON
It took an hour after I proposed to Emmi to get everyone
calmed down enough to get out the door. Emmi’s mom
and dad invited us all out to dinner. I told Emmi we could go if she wanted to. I didn’t let on that I really didn’t want to go, but I was relieved when she said
that she didn’t want to. We set up a dinner date with them for the following
week to celebrate. All I wanted to do was celebrate
with Emmi , alone. I was
dying; I physically needed to be alone with her. I wanted
to kiss her and touch her. We finally walked her parents out and after more
hugs and kisses between them and Emmi and another
handshake for me from her dad and a hug from her mom,
we got them tucked into their SUV and on their way. They were nice people and I looked forward to getting to know them better. Zoe wanted
us to go to Lou’s for a celebratory drink.
“Just one,” she said.
It took a minute, but
we finally convinced her that we really didn’t want to go to Lou’s for not even
one drink. She finally got the hint or maybe it was what Emmi whispered into her ear, but she gave us both another hug and took off. We had
to take Callie home next. She had ridden the bus out, but I wasn’t letting her
get back on the bus down by the docks at night by herself .
She chattered on the way home like an excited little girl about our wedding.
She apparently had all kinds of ideas, the biggest of them being that we do it
down near Grandma’s cabin by the lake. Emmi was sweet;
she listened attentively and nodded or said, “Um hmm…” where she needed to. I loved my sister, but I
couldn’t wait to drop her off and be alone with Emmi and have a little comfortable silence for a while.
I drove up in front of the house, noticing my dad’s car wasn’t there. That was
probably good for Callie, although she was still under the impression he was
staying sober or at least trying. I hated to think that she was just going to
be disappointed again, but I was pretty sure that was
going to be the case. Hopefully by the time he came home she would be asleep
and she wouldn’t have to deal with his drunken ass.
We said good night and I waited until I saw her go inside before I put the truck in
reverse. As soon as my back-up lights came on, I saw
his car.
“Shit!”
“What’s wrong?” Emmi asked.
“Nothing, the old man
just pulled in. Move the car! What the hell is he doing?” He had parked right
behind me and turned the car off. “Shit! I’m sorry, Emmi , I’ll be right back.”
She didn’t say
anything, she only nodded. I saw her turn to watch as
I walked back to see what the hell my father thought he was doing. God, I hoped
that he wasn’t drunk; I didn’t have any motivation at
all to fight with him. He was stepping out of the car when I got there.
“Hey there, son,” he
said.
“Dad, can you move your
car please? I can’t get out.”
“You don’t want to
introduce me to your fiancée?”
“My
fiancée? What are you talking about?”
“I was at the fight
tonight, Braxton. You were… I don’t even have words for
it. It was the first time I let myself see past my
anger and really see you in a long time. I know that I don’t have a right to be
but I am really proud of you.”
I was staring at him, probably with my mouth hanging open. He
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