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“You’re not the only one keeping secrets,” Zepp murmurs, raising a brow when I side-eye him.
Kieran’s quiet, sultry voice echoes through the quiet crowd. Tears heat behind my eyes, catching on my lashes when his soft, loving words take root in my brain.
Loved you from day one.
Time has been rough.
Broke up.
Repaired.
Now we’re one.
The future holds bright
Like a candle steady in the wind
You’re the one we want.
Forever.
Always.
Our wife.
“Fuck,” I rasp, squeezing my eyes shut in hopes I don’t ruin the mascara curling my eyelashes.
I will not fucking cry over a beautiful song they obviously wrote for our wedding day. I will not fucking cry in front of all these people! Fuck it. Who am I kidding? I’m borderline hormonal from the pregnancy, and they wrote me a fucking song. Who does that? The men of my dreams, that’s who.
Slowly, we walk through the sand, making our way toward the four men who stare at me with tears in their eyes.
Asher glances away, rubbing away the moisture collecting on his lashes before looking back and smiling at me. He takes in my appearance. Inch by fucking inch, slowly making his way to my gaze. He nods in approval when we finally stop directly in front of them, under the flowery archway.
“I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” he rasps, stepping forward with his hand held out.
“Jesus, Pretty Girl,” Rad chokes out, covering his quivering lips with his hand. “You look so beautiful. I can’t wait to rip that dress in half and then—”
“Don’t fucking finish that sentence,” Seger grunts, plowing his fist into Rad’s stomach.
“Groom!” Rad wheezes, bending at the waist. “You can’t punch a groom on his wedding day.”
“When you make comments like that about my sister, I do, asshole,” Seger grumbles, shaking his head.
I crack a smile when he slowly lifts my hand into Asher’s, joining us together as one. Gently, Asher squeezes my fingers in his.
“You take care of my fucking sister, or you four won’t have lives to live.” He gives them a meaningful look when he steps back, running a finger across his throat for dramatic effect. “Grumpy knows how to dispose of bodies.” He tilts his head in Carter’s direction.
Carter grins from the audience, throwing an arm over the back of Kaycee’s chair, nodding like he knows exactly what Seger is talking about. Casually, he lifts his fingers in a tiny wave, solidifying the threat further.
“Fuck,” Callum murmurs, stiffening at the look of pure joy on Carter’s face.
“He’s going to kill us,” Rad hisses, jerking his gaze to me. “Pretty Girl, tell your brothers we’re good boys.”
I shrug, biting the inside of my cheek to hold my smile. My stomach churns from either the nerves or my morning sickness, coming back with a vengeance. Up until now, Kieran’s helped me hide the need to rush to the bathroom and puke my brains out. But nothing will hide it now if I spew all over the beach.
Please don’t barf. I suck in a breath, breathing through the torment squeezing my stomach into knots.
“Stop it,” I grunt at my brother, shoving him away.
