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“Welcome,” Max announces. “We’re gathered here today to join Sawyer and Wren in holy matrimony. Most of us here had the opportunity to watch these two grow up together. We’ve seen them dance around each other. Argue with each other. Challenge each other. I’m pretty sure I helped Sawyer’s GI Joes kidnap Wren’s Barbies at some point, many, many years ago. But what we all saw back then is still clear as day today. Sawyer and Wren were made for each other, and because they trusted in love, we’re all here to watch them take the ultimate leap of faith.”
A leap of faith...
Faith in the future.
Faith in each other.
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Sawyer
As the party dies down and the sun slides behind the falls, I scoop Wren into my arms and head for our house. “You ready to call it a night, Mrs. Kingston?”
She giggles. Fucking giggles. And it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard. “I’m ready to call it forever, Mr. Kingston.”
I walk into our house and lock the backdoor behind us. Wren and I officially moved into my house a few weeks after we announced our engagement. Ashlyn ended up buying Wren’s cottage, and she and Madeline moved in shortly after that. Still... I sit Wren on the kitchen counter and move to the front door to deadbolt and chain it shut. Not taking any chances on Jace or any of my other siblings interrupting us tonight.
When I walk back into the kitchen, Wren is holding two champagne flutes and a bottle in her hands. “Take me upstairs, husband. I have a wedding present to give you.”
I pick her up in the classic bridal hold and press a kiss to her lips. “I love presents.”
Once we’re in our room, my girl places the glasses and bottle on the nightstand, then turns her back to me. Her gown has long white laces that tie just above her perfect peach of an ass.
I’m not going to lie, I’ve been itching to untie them all night.
“Come on, Kingston. Untie me.”That’s my girl.
She doesn’t have to ask twice. “Yes, ma’am.”
I tug her laces free and swear my heart skips a beat when she steps out of her gown and stands before me in white silk lingerie, including white thigh-high stockings and garters. And along her ribs, just under her breast, she’s got a brand-new tattoo on her never-before-inked skin. “Wren...”
She lifts her arm in the air. “You were my wish, Kingston. You will always be my wish.”
“Red...” I trace the skin just outside the dandelion blowing in the wind that’s inked on her body. The tiny, white wisps floating on an invisible breeze. Then my finger trails along the wordKingstonin script, running down the stem of my girl’s favorite flower. “You are my everything, Wren. You always will be.”
She grabs the finger that was just tracing her skin and presses her lips against it. “Thanks for making my wish come true, Kingston.”
“Thanks for trusting me with it, Red.”
The End
