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He is so cute. I swear he is blushing as he gives me a chaste kiss on the lips before pulling me in a hug and whispering in my ear, “Your dad is watching us. I can’t kiss you like I want to with your dad looking at me.”

Ugh, I couldn’t love this man more if I tried to.

“It is my great pleasure to present you Mr. and Mrs. Jaasiel Mikaere Gideon.”

Our family explodes with clapping and whistling to Pastor’s proclamation, and I think my face is going to break from all the smiling. We make it to our table and our family comes over to talk and congratulate us. We had our table placed in the middle so we could interact with everyone easily. Our wedding is pretty casual and laid back, but I think it fits Jaasiel and my style perfectly. And it soon turns into a typical family event.

“I knew something was up with this impromptu dinner you and Jaasiel decided to throw, so I threw this in my purse just in case,” Savvy says. After the spa day with the ladies, I got the okay to call her Savvy. We had such a good time that day getting to know one another, well, me getting to know them. They are the craziest, funniest, most violent, and most loyal group of women I have ever met.

I found out that because they rent the entire spa for the ladies so often, they bought half of the company. The woman who owns it is a single mom who took all her savings to open the spa of her dreams. She dumped her money into location, aesthetics, staff, and, most of all, marketing, so she was doing well. But when Anson approached her with more than the spa was worth and let her keep part ownership for a fraction of what he offered, it was a no-brainer for her. She got to keep her business at no financial risk to her, the only thing Anson asked for was four days a month where the spa would be for the Gideon women that’s paid for as well. Savvy pulls out a long box she sets in my hand, “All of the Gideon women have one.” I open the box, and there is a beautiful charm bracelet inside. There is a P, a black diamond for my business name, a white suit and a white hat, along with tiny brass knuckles. There’s also a J and G, and, of course, a chef’s hat and a pan on it. “There is room for more for whatever you guys want to add to it. Welcome to the family, sis.” I stand to hug Savvy and notice my sister walking up just as Savvy calls me sis.

“We just wanted to come over and congratulate you. I was happy and surprised to get your invitation I was wondering how long you’d hold this grudge over nothing.”

“First of all,” I cut her off mid-sentence. “I forgave you a long time ago, but contrary to popular belief forgiving someone does not mean you have to interact with them. I’d be a brand-new fool to let you have access to my life again and let’s not try to minimize the fact that you are now married to my ex-husband and were, in fact, in a relationship with him while I was still married to him. Any sane person would not consider that nothing.”

“You didn’t even want him anymore! It’s downright selfish to feel like just because we are sisters, the man that wasn’t for you could be perfect for me, and we can’t be together just because you were married to him!”

“I’m selfish! You know what? It is my wedding day, and I will not let you ruin it for me with your stupid ass mentality. Now truthfully, I didn’t invite you, my husband did, so I suggest you go back to your table with yourhusband,have a seat, and shut the fuck up because I can guarantee you the patience I showed you before will not be extended this time and I will beat your ass in my wedding dress at my reception.” I seethe out.

“Sis, you okay? We good?” Savvy asks, but I also notice all of the women have come over with her.

“This doesn’t have anything to do with you, so you can come back to wherever you came from,” she snaps at Savvy, wrong move.

“I’m the last person you wanna bring that tone with. Unlike my sister here it’s not my wedding day or reception, so I don’t have a problem beating your ass right where you stand.”

“It’s okay, Savvy. She’s about to go sit her ass down,” I say, looking at Ananasi. Terrell hasn’t said a word, and I realize why when I notice Jaasiel is looking at him like he’s saying I dare you to say something. Smart man keeping his mouth shut.

“Still immature as hell,” she says as she is trying to go to her seat.

“The next smart mouth ass comment that slips past those crooked ass teeth is going to get you fucked up. This is your very last warning, say one more thing, and I am going to knock your ass smooth out!” I bite out through my clenched teeth, and sensing she has pushed me too far, she clamps her lips closed before walking back to her seat.

“She can come up missing. I mean, I know she’s your sister, but you have an entire team of sisters now,” True says.

“You promised no guns tonight, True!” Carla says.

“I left my guns at home, but you didn’t say anything about knives,” she says.

“Or explosives,” Megan follows.

“Or poisons,” Joyce joins in.

“Wow, just wow,” Carla says.

“So, you don’t have a weapon?

“I mean I have a garrote,” she says, fingering her necklace.

“Savvy?”

“Oh, I got Jag. That’s all the weapon I need,” she says. And we all shake our heads in agreement.

“Let’s eat, baby,” Jaa says.

Praise truly outdid herself. We start with lobster and shrimp cocktail with Bloody Mary sauce, pecorino and truffle honey crostini, prosciutto-wrapped figs with gorgonzola cream, and then for the main course, there was roasted rack of lamb with a mint jelly glaze, seared scallops with a lemon Buerre blanc sauce, filet mignon with wild mushroom demi-glace, roasted salmon with dill cream sauce. And for dessert, since we opted out of having a wedding cake, we decided on mini crème brûlée with fresh berries, lemon tart with raspberry coulis, tiramisu trifle tups, and chocolate lava cakes with vanilla crème anglaise. I have to agree with Jaasiel, in another couple of years, she will be just as good as him. Her food is exceptional. I take a look around the room and begin to get a little emotional. I have come a long way from where I was. I was so angry and bitter the night I unintentionally started my company, but I realize now that everything I went through brought me to this point. It was a painful journey at times and there were more times than I care to count that I wanted to give up, to lay down and die, but God did not allow me to give up on myself. Over time, I found the success and happiness I was looking for and then when I was content with my life and happy with me, He sent me Jaasiel. Yeah, He’s good, but that’s why He gets the big bucks.I see you, big G!I think grateful beyond words.

“You alright, Reka?” Jaasiel asks.

“I’m perfect,” I smiled over at him.

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