grips me gently by my waist as I land on the bottom step of the carriage.
When my feet land on the ground he pulls me in close to him and places a small but gentle kiss on my lips. It feels so wonderful to know how much this man truly cares about me. Sighing with happiness we turn and make our way into the barn only to see the most deadly pissed off look on Antonio’s face. Oh, fuck. Slowly I watch his expression fade as he rakes me with his gaze. His eyes practically bulge out of his head, stopping at the slit of my dress when a strong wind blows, exposing both of my bare legs.
“Let’s get you inside. You must be freezing,” Markus stresses as he pulls me tight against him, blocking out some of the wind.
I honestly think no one except me noticed the look on Antonio’s face. Why is he so mad? Erin and Sierra rush quickly inside ahead of us, diverting my attention away from Antonio as we step through the door. Nothing eases the sudden tension radiating from him to me as he slams the door shut behind us and walks with purpose into the room. I let out a long whoosh of air as he disappears around the corner.
“Let me take your cape?”
I unhook the clasp in front as Markus removes it from around my shoulders.
“Good God almighty! This dress has me imagining all kinds of things, and I am as gay as they come,” he whispers in my ear.
He steps back and I watch him hang up my cape.
“What kind of things?” I mumble, mind still on the incident a few moments ago.
“Like there is no way in hell Antonio is going to be able to keep his eyes off of you, let alone his hands. Fuck me, girlfriend. You damn near have my dick aching.”
Just like that, we burst out laughing. That is, until I abruptly stop when Antonio makes his way around the corner.
“Damn. He is hot , Swanky. You need me to slap you silly for not wanting a piece of that.”
Markus’ outlandish comment has me nearly bursting out laughing again until I see the scowl stamped all over Antonio’s face.
“What the fuck is his problem?” Markus sneers from my side.
“Who the hell knows with him? Come on, let’s get my sister married. I don’t have time to worry about him right now.”
Taking hold of his hand, we walk down the hallway leading to the back where Erin and Sierra disappeared to. As we stand outside the door, Markus releases my hand and spins me elegantly around, placing a kiss on my forehead and giving me a small wink before leaving me. I stand there for a minute before heaving a sigh and stepping inside.
************
“I am going to kiss my man like crazy the minute the minister says I can,” squeals Erin, gleaming with excitement.
The three of us make our way out of the small room where we have been hanging out for the last fifteen minutes waiting for Shayne to let us know it is time to begin. Sierra grabs Erin’s hand.
“I want to kiss daddy first and tell him thank you for my princess dress,” she chirps.
“You can kiss him right after mommy is done, okay? We talked about this. This is what happens when two people get married.”
My normally well behaved niece decides to start pouting and throwing a little fit in the hallway. We come to an abrupt halt and Erin bends down and sets her straight by telling her there will be no sledding for her while she and Adam are away on their honeymoon if she doesn’t behave. This seems to do the trick. Sierra straightens her back and like the good little girl she usually is, agrees.
As we approach the main doors, we take a peek at the beauty within. There are just four rows of chairs, each adorned with a red bow on the back. Small white trees line the small walk to the front with lights. Red flowers are everywhere. The shades are all drawn and the room is dimmed enough that it feels as if we are outside right as the day is coming on to dusk, but without the frigid temps. Everything is breathtakingly beautiful.
The music cues up and Sierra walks slowly down the aisle in a
When my feet land on the ground he pulls me in close to him and places a small but gentle kiss on my lips. It feels so wonderful to know how much this man truly cares about me. Sighing with happiness we turn and make our way into the barn only to see the most deadly pissed off look on Antonio’s face. Oh, fuck. Slowly I watch his expression fade as he rakes me with his gaze. His eyes practically bulge out of his head, stopping at the slit of my dress when a strong wind blows, exposing both of my bare legs.
“Let’s get you inside. You must be freezing,” Markus stresses as he pulls me tight against him, blocking out some of the wind.
I honestly think no one except me noticed the look on Antonio’s face. Why is he so mad? Erin and Sierra rush quickly inside ahead of us, diverting my attention away from Antonio as we step through the door. Nothing eases the sudden tension radiating from him to me as he slams the door shut behind us and walks with purpose into the room. I let out a long whoosh of air as he disappears around the corner.
“Let me take your cape?”
I unhook the clasp in front as Markus removes it from around my shoulders.
“Good God almighty! This dress has me imagining all kinds of things, and I am as gay as they come,” he whispers in my ear.
He steps back and I watch him hang up my cape.
“What kind of things?” I mumble, mind still on the incident a few moments ago.
“Like there is no way in hell Antonio is going to be able to keep his eyes off of you, let alone his hands. Fuck me, girlfriend. You damn near have my dick aching.”
Just like that, we burst out laughing. That is, until I abruptly stop when Antonio makes his way around the corner.
“Damn. He is hot , Swanky. You need me to slap you silly for not wanting a piece of that.”
Markus’ outlandish comment has me nearly bursting out laughing again until I see the scowl stamped all over Antonio’s face.
“What the fuck is his problem?” Markus sneers from my side.
“Who the hell knows with him? Come on, let’s get my sister married. I don’t have time to worry about him right now.”
Taking hold of his hand, we walk down the hallway leading to the back where Erin and Sierra disappeared to. As we stand outside the door, Markus releases my hand and spins me elegantly around, placing a kiss on my forehead and giving me a small wink before leaving me. I stand there for a minute before heaving a sigh and stepping inside.
************
“I am going to kiss my man like crazy the minute the minister says I can,” squeals Erin, gleaming with excitement.
The three of us make our way out of the small room where we have been hanging out for the last fifteen minutes waiting for Shayne to let us know it is time to begin. Sierra grabs Erin’s hand.
“I want to kiss daddy first and tell him thank you for my princess dress,” she chirps.
“You can kiss him right after mommy is done, okay? We talked about this. This is what happens when two people get married.”
My normally well behaved niece decides to start pouting and throwing a little fit in the hallway. We come to an abrupt halt and Erin bends down and sets her straight by telling her there will be no sledding for her while she and Adam are away on their honeymoon if she doesn’t behave. This seems to do the trick. Sierra straightens her back and like the good little girl she usually is, agrees.
As we approach the main doors, we take a peek at the beauty within. There are just four rows of chairs, each adorned with a red bow on the back. Small white trees line the small walk to the front with lights. Red flowers are everywhere. The shades are all drawn and the room is dimmed enough that it feels as if we are outside right as the day is coming on to dusk, but without the frigid temps. Everything is breathtakingly beautiful.
The music cues up and Sierra walks slowly down the aisle in a
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