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Chapter 29
Kincaid~
A real wedding it wasn’t. I didn’t have a fancy, expensive, white gown, and Fox didn’t have a tailor-made, expensive, fancy tuxedo. Like the previous weddings before ours, we were dressed in casual wear. I had on a pair of jeans, a black blouse, and black ankle boots with my hair thrown back in a ponytail. Fox was wearing a pair of jeans, a dark blue t-shirt, and a pair of Alexander McQueens.
Saxton, Hastings, Stone, Rylee, Ross, and Sutton were dressed in similar fashion, but we’ve done this three times before already, so they’d already known the deal. Even the priest hadn’t been expecting us to be dressed any better than before.
However, that’s where the similarities ended. At this midnight ceremony, we had my parents, Fox’s parents, Saxton’s parents, Stone’s parents, and Ross’ parents all in attendance. Mr. Harrington had insisted on it.
After Fox had dropped his little wedding bombshell, we’d gone back to discussing what was to be done about Donald Remington. While Fox’s father hadn’t said the words, it wouldn’t surprise me if Donald disappeared off the face of the earth. Not only had he covered up Apollo’s death, but he had also violated Alexander in a way that wasn’t excusable. Alexander wasn’t gay, no matter what twisted up feelings he started to exhibit for Donald over the years. Donald Remington was a cancer that The Order could not allow to continue to spread.
A part of me felt like it was all too easy of a wrap-up, but was it really? Collectively, the five fathers in this church had more money and power than most nations. Covering up a murder was nothing. Making someone disappear was nothing.
Our fathers in suits, our mothers appropriately dressed, the girls standing next to me, and the guys standing next to Fox, the priest began the ceremony, obviously pleased that our parents were here with us.
One hour and one very traditional reciting of vows later, I was legally Mrs. Kincaid Harrington, and I think only Fox and I were happy about it.
Maybe the priest.
When Fox was done kissing me as his wife, I got hugs all around from our friends before making my way over to my parents. My mother still looked sour at my choice of outfit, but she was just going to have to get over that. I’ve never been a girly-girl, and she was very aware of that fact.
She pushed a loose strand behind my ear as soon as I was close enough and said, “Well, I’ll put out the announcements tomorrow, and maybe…we can plan a reception of some sort.”
“Mom, we don’t need a reception,” I told her. “Plus, the holidays are coming up. People have enough functions to attend, don’t you think?”
“You’ve married Fox Harrington, Kincaid,” she huffed. “People are going to be offering up their first born to attend your reception.”
“She’s right, honey,” Dad chimed in. “This is a big deal, even if you kids don’t see it as such.”
“Dad, I married Fox because I love him. I didn’t marry him as some…business arrangement,” I reminded him. “We didn’t do this to forge two mighty empires. This isn’t the fifteenth century.”
“That might not have been your intent, but that’s what you did, Kincaid,” Mom stated firmly. “You married Fox Harrington without a prenup. There wasn’t even a basic prenup signed between the two of you.” She bristled a bit. “Honestly, that just isn’t the thing.”
“Yeah? Well, tell that to Saxton, Ross, and Stone, because I know for a fact that there haven’t been any prenups during these last few weeks,” I told her.
“You say that like it’s a good thing, Kincaid,” Dad muttered. “It’s not.”
I turned from him and saw the priest speaking to Fox’s parents, Fox just eyeing me from where he stood next to them. None of this was about money, but so many people refused to believe that. When most of the population was money motivated, it was hard for them to understand that money didn’t play a factor in some people’s happiness. Like Stone had told us all, as long as he had Rylee, then he didn’t care if they lived under a bridge somewhere. Well, that’s how I felt about Fox. Our parents could walk out of this church with every dime that we had between us, and I wouldn’t care.
Making my way over to their group, I saw Fox straighten because he knew I was up to something. When I reached them, I interrupted as politely as I could. “Father, excuse me for the interruption, but are you authorized to witness legal matters as well as ceremonies? Could you be considered a notary?”
He smiled down at me. “I am, child. Though, usually it’s limited to the church.”
“Can you sign something for me as a witness?” I had no idea if it was legally binding or not, but I didn’t care. I was trying to make a point to my parents. I wanted them to see my marriage as I saw it, and not as a business coupe.
“Of course,” he replied easily. “Do you need a pen and paper, child?”
I nodded. “If you’d please.”
He went back behind the podium and Fox asked, “What are you doing?”
“Getting irritated if you must know,” I grumbled dryly, and he just chuckled.
When the priest returned with the pen and paper, I quickly wrote down a declaration that I wanted nothing from Fox in the event of a divorce. I scribbled that I only wanted what I had when I came into the marriage. I had even written that he could have his last name back because I was irritated with my parents. The Order and all its member were just going to have to accept the fact that they weren’t our priority. We’ve changed the game, and they needed to know that.
I handed the paper to the priest as Fox asked, “What is that?”
“Our prenup,” I replied, and all chatter stopped at that word.
