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“I know, darling. My cock’s hard beyond belief right now from the way you took charge.” I look over at her and grin.
She hikes up one of her brows at me. “Oh yeah? If that gets you going, maybe I can take charge right now?”
“Don’t tempt me, or I’ll have to pull over and take you in the snow.” I howl like a wolf, exaggerating the sound, and my throaty chuckle fills the car.
“Now that’s something I’d like to try.” Molly reaches one of her hands for my thigh, stroking the denim fabric. “If all the paperwork goes smoothly, do you mind if we have our wedding there? It just feels right, don’t you think? I know it needs renovations, but half the rooms are good enough to sleep in, and the grand room with the fireplace would be perfect for a private vow ceremony and then a small party afterward.”
Anything you want, baby.“That’s perfect.”
Chapter38
Molly
The early morningsun peeks through the stained glass windows, causing my dress to shine. My dream gown. A gorgeous, custom-made masterpiece, with a deep crimson bodice and delicate lace designs that trail down the front. The sleeves are long and sheer, with sparkling fabric that makes me look like a maiden in a love story.
Except today, I’m the main character.
There’s been a tinge of sadness permeating my thoughts as I got ready, casting a shadow over the morning. Even though I haven’t spoken to my parents, I still wish they were here. But I know that I want my wedding to be mine. I’m certain that, despite how much my heart aches for them to be here, I get to have this day all to myself.
Just like I wanted.
My life begins again, with the person I trust most in the world.
There are no whispers from unknown guests. No judgmental glares. No contracts or business deals. I can’t believe at one point I almost settled for being justfine.
Our friends and Matthew’s family are arriving in a few hours to celebrate with us, but I knew I wanted our vows to be just for us.
It’s my moment. My time.
Today, I’m choosing me…and Matthew.
My real love match.
Sure, I don’t have my trust, but money’s never mattered less than it does now.
As nerves swarm through my belly, I run my hand over the stone walls, grounding myself in the present.
The morning, last night, and every hour leading up to now have been drenched in memories I’ve shared with him.
How we rode horses together, stargazed, and made art in Sedona. How his musk and vetiver scent stuck to the bedsheets until it became my familiar source of comfort.
The years Matthew and I spent laughing among the glass walls of ORO’s offices. The way my breath stills every time I find myself beneath his blue-eyed gaze.
There are the renovations we’ve been undergoing at The Griffin over the last three weeks, and Matthew’s handiness has been saving us left and right—from the leak in the chef’s kitchen to the four-poster bed we managed to break.
Bear’s purring, the trips to the animal shelter to find us a new cat, the meals we’ve shared, and the dishes I’ve cleaned when we’re done.
The smallest things. From the bend in his nose to the freckles above my lips that he kisses every morning.
I’m fluent in our life now, not just in him.
As I near the grand room, a strum of piano keys plays Taylor Swift’s song, “Today Was A Fairytale.”
Matthew’s choice, and all too perfect for today.
When I turn into the doorway, my husband is waiting for me.
The nerves I thought I’d tempered sneak up on me again. My lungs seem to have stopped working.
