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“Connor?” Victor pokes his head out. “We need your help with the girls. Elle is refusing to wear her dress.”

Connor grumbles as he stands up. “Of course she is.”

A short time later the photographer comes to grab me for the first look. She has me stand looking out over the ocean. I can hear the click of her shutter and know Claire must be close. I feel her hand on my back.

“Turn around,” Claire’s voice is like a song.

I turn and words fail me. She is the most exquisitely beautiful woman on the planet. Her raven hair is swept up on her head with pieces falling on either side of her face. Her dress hugs her slender body like a second skin until it flares out around her knees. Delicate lace covers the entirety of the dress aside from the thin straps that travel over her shoulders and cross in the back. The dress is completely open and dips dangerously low in the back.

I lean down and kiss her, completely ignoring the photographer. She lets out a surprised squeak when I drag her against me, possessively claiming her. Her sweet lips part for me and I sweep my tongue into her mouth, gliding against hers in a sensual dance until she moans and goes completely slack against me. Giving me the silent submission I have come to crave from her.

“Save some for the weddin y’all,” Friday hollers from the porch with everyone else.

I break away from her reluctantly. “Want to skip the wedding and get to the conjugating?” I joke.

“No,” she slaps my chest, “if I’m getting married I’m having a wedding with all the things. Flowers, cake, champagne, dancing. I want it all.”

“You’ll always get it all, Tsarina. I don’t care what I have to do to get it for you. I’d get you the moon if you asked.”

“I know you would. I love you so much for it.”

We look over just in time to see Alina toddling toward us, a few steps in front of my Mom. She has on a white dress that matches the other girls in style, although their dresses are light purple. Claire bends down and picks her up, kissing her cheek as the photographer continues to snap photos of us.

Gratitude and love rush through my veins as I look at the two human beings who complete my soul. I feel like the luckiest man in the world, looking at the two of them smiling identical smiles at each other. Claire looks up at me with her gorgeous olive eyes and I see all of my thoughts and feelings mirrored back at me.

An hour later I’m watching her walk down the aisle on Victor’s arm. We decided to go with a short and sweet ceremony. The officiant says a few words on love and commitment. I don’t pay attention because all my focus is on Claire. She says her vows first.

“Griff, I don’t know where I’d be the past few years without you. I came to you in my darkest, lowest time and you became my beacon of light.” Her voice breaks as a single tear rolls down her cheek. “You forced me to accept your help when I didn’t think I needed it. You forced me to accept your love when I didn’t think I deserved it. I’ll spend every single second I have left in this world showing you that love tenfold.”

Friday sniffles at Claire’s back, biting her lip to keep a sob in. I hear Levi sniffling too, the giant has only grown softer now that he’s a father. I squeeze Claire’s hands before beginning my own vows.

“Tsarina, our road to this moment was unexpected. It hasn’t always been smooth sailing for us and I know that going forward we’ll face even more challenges. The thing to remember is that we’re doing it together. I’ll be hand in hand with you for the rest of our lives. You said I was your beacon of light. You are my entire night sky full of stars, constantly dancing and shining so bright. I’m going to spend every single day loving, nurturing, protecting, and growing with you.”

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