AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Are you sure you’re ready?” my father says as we watch Chloe, my maid of honor, begin her procession down that infamous aisle toward the love of my life.
Jacob Price.
I am marrying JP today.
Oh my God.
Goose bumps erupt on my flesh at the thought and I can’t even stop the squeal from leaving my lips. “Yes!” I turn to my dad, who’s equally teary-eyed. “Absolutely.” I grin. “Is he ready?”
He chuckles, blinking the tears away. “What did I tell you both about making me switch roles between your dad and his best friend?”
It had been a long road of crying and even more arguments but my parents had finally accepted me and Jacob together. Jacob’s relationship with my parents wasn’t ever the same as it was before, but if possible, it had transformed into something even better.
I giggle and give him my best eyes, imploring him with a look just as the song indicating it’s time for me to take that walk begins to play. “Yeah, Whit. He’s ready.” He links his arm through mine as the doors open to the outside and I’m greeted with the eyes of one hundred people staring at me. “I’ve known him over half his life and I’ve never seen him in love before.” He nods to the end of the aisle where Jacob stands with Trey and my brother behind him staring at me with tears in his eyes.
I have a veil over my eyes and I have to be at least forty feet away but our eyes are locked as I make my way down the aisle stepping on the white rose petals beneath my feet.
I meet my mom’s teary eyes as she rests her hand over her heart.I love you,she mouths.
I love you too.I mouth back just as we make it to the top of the aisle.
Jacob’s eyes finally leave mine as he runs his gaze down the length of my gown and then back up to my face.
“Wow,” he whispers.
My father slides my veil up from over my face and kisses my cheek. He places my hand in Jacob’s and moves to stand directly behind him. “You are so beautiful,” he murmurs quietly. “How are you mine?” he says, his eyes wide and unblinking like he can’t believe I’m standing in front of him.
The rest of the ceremony flies by and then he’s leaning down, only an inch or so above me and his hands cradle my face like I’m the most precious thing in the world. “Mrs. Price.”
And then his lips are mine, kissing me so deeply that I hear my father clear his throat behind him and Chloe chuckles from behind me.
When I pull away, I catch the fleeting look in his eye that said,the second I have you alone.
Six Months Later
“You are the most beautiful woman in this restaurant,” JP whispers in my ear as he presses kisses down my neck. “I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel.” Jacob and I had flown to Aspen for the weekend because it was December and also the first time he’d been off work for three consecutive days and he wanted to, and I quote, “have uninterrupted time with my wife’s pussy.” Now we are sitting in a rounded booth, his entire body wrapped around mine because he hasn’t been able to take his hands off of me since we got here yesterday. “As a matter of fact, why did we even come down here? We should have just ordered up to the room.”
I smile at him, knowing that he’s really going to want to get out of here the second I give him the news I’ve been sitting on since yesterday. I’m actually surprised he didn’t figure out when I had forgone champagne on the flight over but I think he was so exhausted from three consecutive eighty-hour workweeks and also so desperate to get inside of me that he didn’t realize that I hadn’t had a sip of alcohol since we got here.
“Dr. and Mrs. Price, good evening. I’m Victor, the sommelier. Can I interest you in some wine pairings? Dr. Price called ahead so I know your tastes, ma’am. Care to try one?”
“Oh!” I smile, not wanting Victor, no matter how lovely he is to be a part of this moment when I tell Jacob he’s going to be a father. “Can you just give us a second?”
“Of course, ma’am. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Do you not want wine? We can get something else,” he says, turning over the menu. I grab his hand and lace it with mine.
“JP.” I bite my bottom lip.
“Yes, beautiful.” He pulls my hand to his lips and kisses it gently.
“I… can’t drink.”
His eyes widen and a large grin spreads across his perfect mouth. “No.”
I nod. “Yeah.”
“You’re… pregnant?”
