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“Honey, please stop. I said I took care of it. You’re sick, Celia called you Daddy, Harriet is getting married in two days, so can we just focus on the good stuff, please?” I wiped the tear off her cheek. “Richard has a point, though. He should be able to see Ax. He’s her dad and he’s not the one who attacked me. Maybe letting him get to know her would placate him.” I pinched her chin between my fingers and turned Cori to face me.
“That bastard deserves nothing. Not you, not Axel, and certainly not visitation. No, he didn’t attack you, Cori, but, where was he? Out at some drug den getting high while you got the shit stomped out of you. Ax may not be mine, but I’ll be damned if I see that little girl anywhere near him. You got me?” The tears came in full force, blotching her cheeks and turning her face red.
“Yeah, honey.” If anything was worth fighting for, it was keeping my girls away from that sick bastard. Maybe it was too soon in our relationship to be making those demands, but I didn’t trust the man, and Cori didn’t, either. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me, just listen to me.” Cori kissed my scar and I threaded my hands into her hair to kiss her. I was sick, but if my woman needed attention, she got attention.
Cori broke the kiss, patting my arm lightly, “Get back in there and rest. I need a date for the wedding.” With another quick kiss, I let her up, making my way in to go to bed. My throat ached; my head was pounding. Cori had washed my sheets and put some shit in my room that smelled like menthol. I wasn’t thrilled about the smell at first, but when I realized I could breathe better because of it, I shut my mouth. I chugged some cold meds and laid back down, hoping I woke up to better news than she came home with.
* * *
Two daysafter the Richard run in, I found myself in a dress shirt driving Cori and the girls to the Layton twins’ place. Cori had on this black dress that was long enough to be classy, but short enough for me to push it up her hips and fuck her in it. Her brown hair was up in curls, and with her lips so glossy, I kept picturing them around my cock.
“Could you watch the road, Griffin?” Cori swatted my arm, and I jerked my eyes from her, back to the road. I mumbled an apology and grinned, while my woman called me an animal under her breath. If by animal, she meant completely insatiable then, yes. The girls were in matching dresses in the back with flowers in their hair, ready to be flower girls. Axel hadn’t quit talking since we left the house to drive to the other end of our neighborhood, and if the kid had been bouncing any faster, she could have vibrated.
I parked the Jeep behind Briggs’s Prius and we unloaded the girls. Cori fussed at them about getting dirty, sending them in with Rae. I snatched her hand just outside the door, jerking her into me.
“You look fucking beautiful.” I nuzzled into her neck, smelling her, and biting gently. Cori gasped, digging her red nails into my shirt. “When we get home, I’m gonna shove you into a wall so I can fuck you in that dress.” My girl hummed, nodding into my chest, backing away. Her cheeks were pink and the blush disappeared under the neck of her dress.
We made our way to the back of the house, her hand in mine, and Cori covered her mouth when she saw the yard. The woman had spent three straight nights over there, fixing it up, decorating, but still acted shocked. It did look nice. White and blue flowers and burlap with lace was everywhere. It looked like a wedding was about to happen and I was suddenly overwhelmed. Harriet was the one swearing she would never get married, but there we were. Cori hadn’t mentioned any want or need to get married, neither had I, but looking at the scene laid out in front of me, I was not against the idea.
Cori went to find Harriet and Briggs handed me a beer. I expected a tux, but instead he was in a button-down shirt and slacks. “You next, man?”
I felt the smile trying to break through and nodded. “Yeah, maybe. Getting married is sounding damn good right now. No more split houses and all that bullshit.” Briggs clapped me on the back, agreeing that Cori and I were taking too long to move in together. With the girls in play, I didn’t want to push shit. Cori got weird when it came to discussing the future, but seeing a wedding unfolding in front of me made me ready to move it along. Rich being a constant weight on her mind worried me. I knew she was terrified that somehow her no good ex would find a way to get Axel, or use me against her. If we got married, there was nothing anyone could do or say to make me out to be the bad guy. Cori would be tied to me, forever.
An hour later, I sat with Jacob, watching my woman with my little girls standing at the white archway while Briggs and Harriet got married. Cori wiped her eyes with a tissue, sneaking looks at me through the ceremony. The way she was crying and looking at me with one hand on my daughter’s shoulder, I knew it was time. It was time for my ring on her finger and her in my bed every night.
NINETEEN
Cori
Icried like a complete moron while my best friend got married. I hadn’t cried at my own wedding, but Harriet and Briggs saying, “I do” made me a hot mess. Griffin staring at me the entire time didn’t help, either. I hated that he was watching me fall apart like an over-emotional mess, but it wasn’t the first time he saw me crying. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t read his expression to save my life. He was staring, but I had no idea what was on his mind, at all. His handsome face was simply blank.
The ceremony ended, Ax and Celia ran off to find the other kids, and music started. A dance floor was set out near the white trellis and the DJ wasted no time cranking up the sappy love songs. We all watched newly married couple dance before Beck grabbed their mother and pulled her out on the floor. Faye and Beck kept bumping the couple, making Harriet light up. Harriet was the happiest person I had ever met, no matter how rough things were, she saw the silver lining. Rae and Nick made their way to the floor next, swaying close together, talking, sneaking kisses in.
I felt Griffin before he touched me. His arm slid around my waist and his breath hit my neck. “I want to do this.” I sighed a little at the sensation of being pulled against him.
“You don’t strike me as the dancing type.” I tilted my head to catch his half-smile.
“I dance just fine, but I’m not talking about dancing.” I must have looked confused. “I wanna get married, Babe.” His eyes focused on the couple on the floor. A whirlwind of flutters took up my entire chest, “Cori?” His hand slid down into mine and he spun me to face him, backing us to the dance floor.
I rested my hand on his shoulder, “Does she know about me? What we did this morning going to put a huge damper on your relationship with your fiancé.” I nibbled my bottom lip, swallowing the giant smile trying to take over my face. Until that very second, the very idea of getting married again would have made me laugh, and then vomit.
Griffin slid his hand up my back, keeping us swaying in time with some power ballad. “I don’t think my fiancée would complain about what we did this morning.” He leaned down to my ear. “If I remember correctly, she was singing my praises loud enough to wake the kids.” I felt my face heat up, and Griffin cocked a knowing eyebrow.
“That also could have been your headboard hitting the wall,” I reminded him. “Which would have been your doing.” Griffin cleared his throat and pulled me closer, pressing me into his erection. I giggled, but Griffin smiled, looking down at me with that look. I had seen it before, but thought I imagined it. The first time we slept together I saw it, and the day the girls and I made dinner at his house, but I ignored it. There was no denying it as we swayed slowly on the dance floor, with two dozen other people. I was the only person Griffin Steele saw in that moment, and when his beautiful blue eyes caught mine, everything else vanished.
“You and Ax, you two complete us.” Griffin swallowed. “Move in, we can get married whenever you want. No more sleepovers, no more talking on the phone until we finally fall asleep, no more saying goodbye. You and Ax belong with me.” Tears stung my eyes and burned my throat. I had fallen in love weeks before, it took me no time at all. I knew Griffin cared about us, but he’d never said it. Part of me thought it was enough, but the other part needed to hear him say it.
I opened my mouth to answer, not entirely sure what I was going to say, but was saved by Rae. She quieted the music, and the shuffle of people turning to watch popped the bubble we were in. He blinked and we both looked around, turning to face Rae standing with Harriet and Briggs.Right, I’m at my best friend’s wedding.Griffin pulled me to him by the waist. I leaned my head on his shoulder while we listened to Rae cry through her speech. Harriet and Briggs smiled, laughing over whatever Rae was saying, and when the crowd clapped, I did too. A buffet of drinks was opened, and the music started back up just in time for Amelia to bring the girls to us.
Before I could pick up Axel, Celia grabbed my hand, so I hoisted her on to my hip. “Cori? Can you put flowers in my hair tomorrow too?” In the corner of my eye, I watched Griffin twirl Axel so her dress flared out. “But I want pink ones tomorrow.” I kissed her forehead and she squeezed my neck.
“I think we can find you some pink flowers for tomorrow.” Celia hugged me tighter then wiggled to get down. Axel took her hand and they spun in circles dancing, laughing. Jovie stepped next to me, handing me a glass. “Hey, Boss.”
“You’re next.” She linked her arm with mine, squeezing gently.
“How did the most cynical person I know become the most hopelessly romantic?” I sipped my champagne. Jovie shrugged, laughing at Celia and Axel. Griffin caught my eye from where he was talking to Nick, and I felt myself blush.
