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He broke with tradition and took off down the aisle toward her at a jog. The crowd tittered in surprise.
“Dad?” She glanced up at her kingly father.
He chuckled. “I expected nothing less.”
“A little help. This dress is huge.”
He laughed louder. Then he crouched and rested his clasped hands on his thigh. Her dad was still so strong. Kiera tossed her bouquet to somebody in the crowd. She used her dad’s shoulder to push herself up, then his leg and hands to launch herself into the air with a big boost.
She did a perfect gainer, thankful she’d thought to wear white fitted Lady Fit running shorts under her dress. She landed right where she’d intended to, in Mason’s strong and waiting arms.
He chuckled and pushed her dress back into place, cradling her against his chest.
“You are perfect for me,” he whispered, still staring at her with that mix of awe and wonder mingled with adoration.
“I know.”
He grinned and then captured her mouth with his.
Kiera was sure the audience was tittering or laughing, and maybe some more traditional guests were aghast. She didn’t notice any of it. Mason’s mouth was on hers and she was already in paradise.
The wedding of the century could wait.
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