“He makes an excellent point,” Colin mutters against my lips, giving me one more peck as laughter bubbles up in my chest, and he begins to lead us from the altar. Thankfully, we only have a few more pictures to finish up before heading into the reception hall, which just so happens to be a part of this venue. I am thankful we were able to snag a booking on such a short timeline.
“The photographer is ready for you guys by the pond,” Holly states, butting in to hand me my flowers. Ava walks up beside her with a clutch and my lipstick to touch up. They’re the best.
“Touch up, and let’s do this!” Jane saunters up beside Garrett who shakes Colin’s hand and pulls him in for a man hug. I’m so glad the guys really took a liking to him. Jane looks devastatingly gorgeous in her bridesmaid’s dress. All my girls do. “I am ready for some wine!”
“I’ll second that!” Ava chimes in.
“You need something stronger than that,” Mark snorts.
Ava glares over at him, biting her tongue while nonchalantly giving him her middle finger. Everybody laughs.
“Oh Ava, Ava, Ava…” Mark goads. “You could use a good fuck.”
“Nope. Not ever going to fucking happen. Who knows where that thing’s been.”
We all burst into laughter as Mark curses under his breath and takes off for the outdoor beer and wine garden we have open for the guests before the actual party begins.
“Thank you for not making me walk with him,” Ava mutters while she stink eyes him as he gets a round of shots for the wedding party.
Pictures went fairly smoothly after Jane and I both promised our husbands dirty wishes would be granted if they could get Mark in line for a few more minutes to finish up. He seemed to be having a smidge of fun driving Ava up the wall tonight. Seriously, these two hate each other so hard that sometimes I just wonder…Nah, who am I kidding?
An hour later, our party is finally being announced to the wedding guests. The beginning beat of Usher, Lil Jon, and Ludacris’sYeah!starts, andGarrett and Jane whoop in excitement, leading in first with their crazy antics. The way they bump hips and hype the crowd up with each “YEAH!” that echoes has Colin and I grinning from ear to ear. Trystan and Ava go in second, a little more tame since Ava hasn’t loosened up with a few drinks yet. She leads him in by his tie, and he’s got some shades on, fake checking out her ass. The crowd roars with laughter. Mark decides to piggyback Holly in before setting her down to jam a smidge. I seriously have the best group of friends anyone could ask for. When the DJ announces Colin and I, the whistles, whoops, and hollers are deafening over the clapping and the sound of my blood whooshing in my ears. He twirls me in and dips me for a slow, swoon-worthy kiss.
After a delectable dinner, Holly gives a toast that nearly has me destroying my makeup. Mark follows up with a hilarious toast that has me flush from giggles. Afterward, Colin grabs me by the hand and leads me onto the dance floor for our first dance. He asked if he could surprise me and pick the song, and I hesitantly obliged him. When the first notes of Parmalee’sGonna Love Youdrift off the speakers, my eyes fill with tears as I look up at him. The corners of his lips tip up in a warm smile, and he pulls me in close by the waist, capturing a single happy tear with his thumb as the first words “You’re never gonna be alone…” wash over my ears. My heart swells in my chest. He sways with me and lifts my palm from his chest to kiss it before slanting his lips over mine in utter devotion.
“When I heard this song on the way home from work one evening right after we got engaged, I knew it was the song I wanted for this dance with you tonight. After all we’ve gone through in our pasts, I want you to know that, no matter what, in this moment and in our future, I’m gonna love you. Just like the song says. With my last breath, the last beat in my chest, I’m gonna love you. There is nothing life can throw our way that will change that for me.”
“Best. Surprise. Ever.” I whisper, emotion choking me on every word.
“Thank you,” he says, just as breathless as I am.
“For what?”
“For helping me to dream again. For waking me up. For choosing me. For breathing new life into me.”
“Oh, Colin…” He kisses me again, and I forget anyone else in the room exists.
As we walk back to our table, I squeeze his hand tightly in mine, and he looks over to me.
“In a few minutes, you wanna escape and go make out?”
“You read my mind.”
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Colin
I leave my bride in the bridal party’s quarters where the ladies got ready in order to freshen back up after I thoroughly ravaged her on the bridal room’s couch. We managed to keep her hair intact, but her makeup needs a smidge of a touch up. I straighten my tie, rather pleased with the way I made her gasp my name as I demanded she come on her husband’s cock. The image of her riding me in her garters with her panties pulled to the side has me almost turning back for more.Shit, am I blushing?
As I make my way back into the party, I see it’s in full swing. The DJ is playing some good rock to get people out on the floor. I wish they still made music like this today.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Mark strides up, pushing a shot into one hand of mine, and a beer into the other.
“Oh, the bridal room,” I say, grinning from ear to ear.
“Nice… now we can party!” He clinks his beer to mine, and we toss back shots first, then swig. His eyes bounce around, prowling as usual.
“So, help me acquire my mission,” he states, licking his lips, and I laugh out loud.
