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The girls smile when they hear my question, and I grin, seeing John and Martha's expression. Their eyes have grown large. Martha holds her breath as John stares at me. Then he clears his throat and answers.
"It will be my honor." He strides over to me and kisses me on the cheek.
"Can I go?" Charlotte asks.
"Yeah, let's go." John offers me his arm, and I take it. As we make our way to the large tent, butterflies swirl around with every step I take. I'm nervous, but excited. Every cell in my body longs to feast my eyes on the man of my life.
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Sweaty palms,check. Racing heart, check.
God, I've never been so nervous in my life. "What is taking her so long?"
"Patience, my friend." Cole chuckles as he places his hand on my shoulder.
Then the music starts, and I smile. I gaze at the door, and when the door opens, my mother and Charlotte appear. My heart skips a beat, seeing Smarty walking in with that radiant smile of hers. She looks so amazing.
When she sees me, she waves for a moment, and I wave back. As she walks, she throws pink flower petals on the floor. Everyone is in awe of her cuteness. When she takes a seat next to my mother in the front, my eyes go back to the door. Now, one by one, Alisha, Bella, and Amanda enter. They look remarkable, and I can hear gasps and grunts from my two best men when they see the women strolling to the front. The girls take a stand on the left side, and they have a wide smile. My eyes travel back to the door. Come on, Angel.
And then my patience is being rewarded. When the door opens this time, Emma emerges on my father's arm and my breath hitches. As I scan her from top to bottom, my throat gets dry, and I have to swallow. I've called her angel, but at this moment, she has an authentic celestial, radiant, angelic vibe surrounding her. She's breathtakingly stunning. As our eyes connect, her sparkling green irises captivate me, and every fiber of my being can't wait to make her officially mine. I can't believe this incredible woman loves me. My eyes travel for a moment to her belly, and it awakens more emotions. She's carrying our baby boy, and this makes her even more spectacular. When she and my father reach the end of the aisle, my dad gives me a bright smile.
"You are one lucky man, son. Never forget that," he says with a crack in his voice.
"Oh, I'm well aware of that, Dad. I'm never letting her go," I say, holding her gaze.
My dad gives Emma a last kiss on the cheek before walking over and sitting next to my mother and Charlotte. I focus my attention on Emma, and the moment our eyes meet again, I hold out my hand. She places her hand in mine, and I guide her until we're standing in front of the minister.
"You are breathtaking."
Her green eyes flow over my black and white suit. Then the tip of her tongue darts out.
"You're looking more than handsome yourself, Nickolas."
A stream of lust courses through my veins as she says my name in that seductive way. She giggles as she notices my reaction.
The minister speaks, but I'm not paying attention. Emma is hypnotizing me with her looks. Every time our eyes meet, electricity shoots between us.
Then the minister says, “Could the one holding the rings come forward?”
Charlotte jumps off her stool, and Martha hands her the box with the wedding rings. With a bright grin, she walks towards the minister, who smiles at her. She holds out the box, and before she walks back to her seat, she explains out loud, “I can have mommy's dress when I get married.”
Everyone laughs, hearing her statement and seeing my stunned expression.
When the laughter in the room settles, the minister continues.
"Nick and Emma, you both made your vows. So, Nick, I'll give the word to you to read yours to Emma."
I take Emma's hands in mine, and as she gazes into my eyes, the words flow out.
"Emma, the first time we met, I felt something I had never felt before. Every moment we have spent together since that day, my love for you has grown—my heart, soul, and everything belongs to you. You are the most amazing and perfect woman I have ever known. You make me happier than I ever thought possible, and I'm blessed that you have agreed to be my wife. So I make these vows to you before our closest friends and family, so that they may witness the promises I make.
"I solemnly vow that I will spend every day doing everything I can to be the husband that you deserve—to support, love, and cherish you, through the happiest times, but also through the darkest times. I vow to be your best friend, your closest soul mate, and, most important, your faithful husband. No matter what life may throw at us, I vow I will never stop loving you and never stop caring for you and our children. And I will never stop trying to be the best husband that I can be. I love you, Emma, with every fiber of my heart."
I turn to the minister and take the ring from her. Then I place it at the tip of Emma's finger.
"The fitting of this ring, with its unending circle, symbolizes my everlasting love for you. Placing this ring on your finger is the fulfillment of my dreams, to have you as my friend, my love, my wife, and to live as one forever."
Emma lets out a shaky breath. Her irises have become glassy with tears. She swallows, trying to control her emotions. I give her hand a comforting squeeze, and she sends me a sweet smile. Then she speaks.
