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I frowned as I tried to think if I had. I really couldn’t think of a time when I allowed myself to have a happy thought like that.
Although I guess there were a lot of people that didn’t necessarily consider marriage to be a happy thought.
I snorted and then heard Sophia giggling.
“What?” I asked, unable to stop myself from laughing with her.
“You’re doing that thing again.” Her nose was wrinkled up like it always did when she found something funny, and I flicked it with my finger.
“What thing?”
“When you get lost having whole conversations in your head.”
I laughed. “I guess I was doing that.”
When you didn’t have anyone to talk to except a psychopath, it tended to happen a lot.
“Alright, since you apparently have never dreamed of a wedding, I’ll tell you all about mine.”
“Who’s the lucky guy going to be?” I said, raising my eyebrows exaggeratedly.
Something flickered in her gaze, a shadow. Oh crap, was she crushing on someone she hadn’t told me about? Had he done something? I would stab him for her. I was pretty sure she knew that.
“Oh, look at that cloud,” she said abruptly, pointing to a dark one that was about to be right on top of us.
I was about to call her out on changing the subject, just in case there was someone that I needed to stab when—-
Rain had begun to splash down on us. We shrieked and grabbed hands, jumping off the trampoline and running through the rain towards the house.
And her mother had been there with a wide smile, snapping a picture as we ran.
A throat cleared, and I came back to the present only to inhale sharply in surprise when I saw Bentley was now wearing a long dark robe over his suit…like one a pastor of a church would wear.
And so started what was undoubtedly the weirdest moment of my life.
Bentley picked up the bible that had been lying on the table and gave an oddly benevolent-looking smile to the empty room. “Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today…” he began, looking at the wall in front of him like there was an audience of people there. He droned on and on while I just stared at him in shocked awe that someone could be so fucking…crazy.
I mean, Cain looked like the most well-adjusted person on the planet now that this was happening.
“Will you please repeat this vow to Delilah, saying after me: I, Bentley, take you Delilah, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”
I watched incredulously as he set down the bible and then shrugged off the robe and set it carefully down on the table.
Bentley then grabbed my hands and stared into my eyes. And said, “I do.” He placed a slimy kiss on my hand and then released them and put the robe back on.
Holy shit. It was about to be my turn.
“Will you please repeat this vow to Bentley, saying after me: I, Delilah, take you Bentley, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish and obey you.”
Yuck, of course he would add in that “obey you” part.
A second later, Bentley had the robe off and was waiting expectantly for me to speak as he held tightly onto my hands.
I couldn’t help it…my gaze flicked to the knife on the table.
His grip tightened and I quickly looked back at his face, noting the darkness spreading in his gaze. He reached down and grabbed it, tucking it into his belt loop. I could see that he was trying to resist the urge to use it on me.
That was stupid, Aurora.
