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I look around the room at my friends, both of whom were married to their men in under two months and are now happier than ever. I was jealous of that but ever since I met Bryson, I realize that I haven’t been. He’s my happily ever after.
I’m pulled out of my thoughts as Addy and Aspen start giggling at something. I focus back on Addy and her special day as the hairstylist and make-up people that Lincoln hired make us beautiful. We laugh and snack on the catered food as Addy talks about how excited she is. They finally decided on a honeymoon location, Rome, and Aspen and I promised to watch Quiche for her while they’re gone.
We pull our dresses on and we all cry when we see Adeline in her dress. It’s white with a lace overlay and a long white cape attached to her shoulders. Her hair is twisted up and she’s wearing flowers tucked into it like a crown.
“You look gorgeous.” Aspen says, wiping tears away.
“Absolutely perfect.” I say as I smile at them.
Aspen and Adeline have been family since they were kids and I’m so lucky that they took me in too. They’re the sisters that I never had and I love them so much. There’s a knock at the door and I peek out to see it’s the limo driver. We grab up our flowers, purses and anything else we might need before making our way out the door. Lincoln has Quiche, he’s going to be the ring dog, so we don’t have to worry about him.
We settle into the back of the limo and make the trip to the venue. When we pull up, the guys and guests are already here. We just have to walk inside and each walk down the aisle. The guys are already standing at the front waiting for us. It’s a small wedding, with just some of Addy’s friends from the shelter, Lincoln’s, Roman’s, and Flynn’s families in attendance. Luckily, I have already met everyone else since they were at the engagement party. I smile as I make my way down the aisle and see Bryson standing next to Lincoln up front.
His eyes take in my maroon Grecian style dress as I make my way towards them and I grin when I see the way his eyes heat as they meet mine. He looks delectable too in his black tux with the crisp white shirt underneath. I smile at him as Aspen steps up beside me and then it’s time for Adeline to walk down the aisle. We all turn and see her glide down the aisle. Her dress and the cape fan out behind her and she beams at Lincoln like he’s her entire world.
I turn to Lincoln to see him staring back at her the exact same way, like she hung the moon. My eyes drift to Bryson and I’m surprised to see the same look on his face. He stares at me and I stare back as Lincoln steps forward to take Adeline’s hand. The ceremony starts then and I tear my eyes from Bryson to watch. I can feel him watching me the entire time though and I feel warm inside knowing he loves me just as much as I love him.
The ceremony is quick and before I know it, they’re saying I do and kissing. We all cheer as they make their way back down the aisle as husband and wife and I smile as I watch Adeline grin up at Lincoln. She’s got her hand tucked in his and her other hand holding Quiche’s leash. The puppy is jumping up and down, excited by all of the noise.
I smile as I link my arm through Bryson’s and follow them up the aisle. The food part of the reception is going to be downstairs and then we’ll come back up to the garden on the roof for dancing. First though, pictures. I stand by Bryson for most of them, his arms wrapped around my waist as we smile for the camera. We do some with just the girls and then stand while Adeline and Lincoln take some of just the two of them. Finally, we make our way downstairs.
I snag a drink as soon as we walk in and we make our way to the front table, all taking our seats. I’m next to Aspen and Bryson is on the other side of the table with the guys next to Lincoln. He leans back and smiles at me as we take our seats and I grin back at him. We eat and then the dancing starts. Bryson pulls me into his arms after the bride and groom have had their first dance and I laugh as he twirls me around the dance floor. He’s not much of a dancer but he can slow dance just fine.
I dance with Roman, Flynn, and Lincoln before Bryson pulls me back into his arms. He growls at Ryan, Flynn’s brother, and I want to laugh at that but if some girl was hitting on him, I know that I would have the same reaction. The party finally winds down and we watch as Lincoln carries Adeline out to their waiting limo. We all cheer and offer our congratulations one last time before we watch them drive off.
Flynn grabs Quiche and we take the other limo back to their place, dropping them off first before we head to our apartment.
“I wish we lived closer to them. Would be so much more convenient.” I say as the limo pulls up in front of our building and I try to smother a yawn. Bryson smiles as he helps me out and up to our place, unlocking the door before he carries me into bed.
We both change before we collapse onto the bed and I sigh as he moves closer, wrapping an arm around my waist before he kisses my neck.
“Goodnight, Sweets.”
“Night, Bryson.” I whisper back before sleep drags me under.
CHAPTER 12
Bryson
I take Bianca out to dinner a week later. We’ve been watching Quiche for Lincoln and Adeline for the last couple of days but Aspen and her guys have him again tonight. Lincoln and Adeline should be back from their honeymoon in a couple of days and I know everyone is excited to have them back.
I wrap my arm tighter around Bianca’s waist as we make our way to her favorite Indian restaurant. I listen to Bianca as she tells me about how happy Naia was to have Quiche around to play with.
“Maybe we should get her another friend. I wonder if one of her brothers or sisters is still up for adoption.”
“We can look into it tomorrow.” I say as I hold the door open for her to walk in first.
We let the hostess lead us over to a table in the back and I pull Bianca’s chair out for her before I take the one across from her. We order a bunch of different things to share and I hold her hand across the table as she talks about how jealous she is of Lincoln and Adeline’s honeymoon and says that maybe we should go on a vacation soon too. Images of Bianca prancing along the beach in a tiny bikini fill my head and I warm to the idea instantly.
“Where would you want to go?” She asks me.
“Wherever you want, Sweets. I talked to Lincoln and he said Rome was cool, but I like the idea of chilling on a beach somewhere with you too.”
“We’ll have to look up places.” She says as our food is delivered.
We eat and chat about possible vacation places and I smile as I realize how far she came from never wanting a second date to living together and planning a vacation. I pay the bill and she leans on me as we make our way back home. We step off the elevator laughing but Bianca’s laughter cuts off as her whole-body tenses. I look up too and see an older couple standing impatiently in front of our door. From the blonde hair and similar facial features, I gather that these are her parents.
“Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?”
