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There hadn’t been time to think or sleep this morning. I had so much to do and Mara was beaming at me.
“He found you.” She kept repeating over and over again. I called her crazy.
“I’ve got eyes, sweet pea. Your man finally rescued you and now you’re going to leave me alone in this crappy old town. But Sam is going to have a life he only dreamed of.” I bawled, I broke down and sobbed in her lap for a solid hour.
So many questions about what I was going to do filled my mind and all of them seemed to not have a clear answer.
“Am I doing the right thing?” I had asked Mara as we both watched Sam sleeping on the small bed. He looked so peaceful. Dark hair and eyes like his daddy, dimple too.
“Only you have the answer to that. Would you deny him the right to a father who loves him? I don’t think you would, Sydney. How about I keep him here this morning and when you guys are ready, you come and grab him and start your new life together?” Again, I cried.
My face was all red and blotchy as I found a cheap dress shop. I really didn’t want to spend much money, but I wanted to look like I had tried for Garret.
Holy shit, I was going to marry Garret James.
I found a nice lady at the desk and within half an hour I was in a wedding dress shop surrounded by some of the most horrific contraptions I have ever laid eyes on. Thankfully there were a few basic dresses that would not make me appear as though a marshmallow threw up on me.
The dress was white, tight, a little tighter than I liked, a kind of had a Grecian style to it. I got my hair styled and my nails painted and suddenly a Park City wedding didn’t seem as cheap as I had always assumed. A bubble swirled in my stomach, excitement, finally.
I soon found myself at The Chapel of Love with a lovely lady named Estelle.
“You ready to go get your handsome man?”
I nodded, I was so ready.
Estelle opened the doors with a flourish and my eyes met his. His smile lit up his face. I couldn’t tell you a thing about the chapel. Not the color of the carpet color or a type of flower. Elvis could have been blaring from the speakers, but I wouldn’t have heard it. My focus was purely on Garret James, my Garret James.
Every single step I took that led me closer to him let me breathe a little lighter. Nothing about this felt wrong, dirty or rushed. I had loved Garret my whole life and I would love him for the rest. We would have things to work out and we would argue, I had no doubt about that, but we would love fiercely and that was what I wanted. A love so fierce it stood the test of time.
Garret’s dark eyes glistened as I came to a stop next to him. His big hands gripping my smaller ones. I stood a few inches taller thanks to my heels, but I still felt small next to his tall six-foot-two frame.
He looked like a dream. Perfect in every way and I was glad he had chosen to just be himself. His shirt was neat and tucked in, he looked just like I had imagined he would on our wedding day all those years ago. Tears pricked my eyes. How was it possible that we were able to have our happily ever after, after everything that was between us?
The ceremony passed quickly. We opted for the basics because all that mattered was that we loved each other.
“Mr. and Mrs. James, you may now seal your vows with a kiss.” Garret wasted no time. His hands framed my face his eyes on mine as he pressed a hard kiss to my mouth. Our witnesses cheered, Garret angled my head and took the kiss from decent to downright filthy in no time at all.
I groaned into his mouth and whimpered when he pulled away.
And just like that, we were husband and wife.
AS SOON AS SHE EXITED the car, I lifted her into my arms to where she belonged, and I was so fucking happy.
“You look mighty fine Mrs. James.” She nuzzled into my neck as the elevator rose. Once we were in our room, I moved us further inside. When she was steady on her feet, I stepped back. My gaze raked over every single inch of her glorious body.
“This dress?” my brow scrunched a little. I should have given her money, I should have given her time. I was stuffing it all up.
“I brought it this morning, I know it’s awful, but it is the best I could find.” She sounded unsure.
“You look amazing, as always. Do you like your ring?” I swallowed, sweat beading on my forehead. I had brought it years ago when I couldn’t really afford it, so it was on the small side, but it came from my heart. She looked down at her hand and smiled.
“It’s me, it’s perfect.”
“I’ve had that in my pocket a long time Sydney. I wanted you to have it, but I wanted to be worthy of you more. I hate every minute we have spent alone, I hate that they made you leave. One day when you are ready will you tell me what happened? I promise you never have to worry about them in your life or Sam’s. My grandparents, however, will be excited to meet him as am I. But first I want to make love to my wife before we start our life together as a family.”
She sighed and leaned into my chest. “We’ve wasted so much time, Garret.”
“We have forever now, sweetheart.” I was keeping her forever. Divorce would never be an option, we would get through our problems the old-fashioned way. Time and love would heal all things.
My fingers trembled as I lifted them up her back and reached for the zipper on her dress. When it parted I let my hands wander over her warm flesh, she felt very much like mine.
“I don’t know what I’m doing. You’ll have to show me.” Her whisper hit my ear, and I shivered. But I was as clueless as her.
“Me either, sweetheart. We’ll figure it out together.” Sydney froze in my arms and pulled back. The front of her dress gaping just enough to entice me.
“Garret?” she looked up at me genuinely confused.
“What?”
“You’ve had sex.”
“With you.” I tugged her close letting my cock grind against her stomach.
“What? How?”
“You want me to explain how I haven’t had sex with anyone else.” I chuckled, but she didn’t find it funny. “Sydney, I’ve had eyes for one woman, and she wasn’t there. It was easy to say no. I have two hands and picture-perfect memory of your sweet face. But now I can add some seriously sinful glimpses too.” I looked down, a dark pink nipple just peeking out.
“What are we going to do? Where are we going to live?” That snapped my eyes back up.
“Well, that depends on where you want to live, sweetheart. I have a few places. One in Texas that I think would be perfect. I am wherever you are. If that’s a small apartment somewhere then we will make it work but I can provide for you two and all our future children, don’t ever doubt that.” And that was the truth.
“I don’t want you to give up your dreams.” Her blues eyes glistened in the low light, I leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to her lips.
“Baby, I gave up my dreams five years ago. I just got her back. I’m not giving anything up, trust me.” Her smile softened as she stood on tiptoes and pressed her lips to mine.
The kiss started off slow and exploratory as our hands skimmed skin and bodies grew needy. But soon my hand was in her hair and I was angling her mouth to get deeper my body humming with need for her.
With a small shimmy, I felt the dress pool at her feet. I pried my lips from hers and stepped back.
“Holy fuck.” She was hot. A wedding dress had never looked so damn fine as it did right now on the floor. Her tits were perky with dark pink nipples pebbled and wanting my attention. I lifted a hand and let it fall to brush the swell of her breast before tweaking her hard peak.
“Garret,” she panted.
My eyes continued to scan her body. A small scrap of fabric tried to hide what was mine but failed. I dropped my other hand to her waist and let it sneak around her back and slowly glide down over the globes of her exposed ass. My hand clenched in the soft flesh, and she whimpered against me.
“Do you want me?” I tugged her up against me and she leaned in. My cock twitched against her stomach.
“More than you can imagine.” Oh, I had a pretty fucking fine imagination. I dropped to my knees in front of her and pressed my nose to the apex of her thighs. The scent of her arousal clear. And it was all for me.
I ran my nose over her tender flesh for a few moments before running my hands up the outsides of her thighs and gripping her panties. I slid them down slowly watching the goose flesh pebbled her skin in my wake. And then they too sat at her feet. Her heels stopping me from taking them right off.
I scented her again. I wanted to bathe in her scent. My mouth watered as I edged my tongue between her folds to get a taste. Her knees shook and her hands gripped my shoulders.
“Garret, don’t tease me.”
“I can and I will,” I purred against her tender flesh. She groaned but let me do my thing. When I had annoyed her enough, I stood and backed away.
“Take off the heels, sweetheart. But before you do that, turn around.” Sydney had a fine ass and to see it her bend over in front of me would be a dream come true. I ground my palm against my cock. The teasing would make the waiting so much sweeter.