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He sighed and wiggled his fingers, gesturing her to take his hand. Getting into an argument in their first hour of marriage was not something she wanted, so she gave in and clasped her hand into his.
She was still in her dress and heels. It wasn’t a wedding dress, but it was silky and white, hugging her curves. I love this dress. Caden grasped her hand and held the door open for her to walk through. She was struck by the silence. She hadn’t been to one of the club’s parties, but it seemed strange with so many cars and bikes there was no noise or music or voices.
They walked down the short corridor. The main doors were closed. Caden grabbed the knob and pulled her against his chest, taking her in for a deep kiss. She wrapped her hand around his waist.
When he pulled away, he was smiling. “I had nothing to do with it, this is all Kase.”
“What is?”
Caden opened the door, and before Marissa could look, she jumped back into Caden from the roar of screams. In a failed attempt of unison, they screamed, “Happy Wedding Day!”
Caden wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her back against his chest, lowering his mouth to her ear. “Bet ya never thought you’d spend your wedding day at a biker club.”
Marissa laughed as he nudged her through the door. The party went from silent to roaring in seconds. They were inundated the minute they walked in with everyone offering their congratulations. Marissa didn’t know most of the people, but they knew Cade and seemed overly excited for him. He introduced her, but there was no way she would remember everyone.
Among the large crowd, there were a few familiar faces. Macy and Cheyenne, who she had met briefly a few weeks ago, waved them over to a table set in the corner of the room. It was long with enough seating for about twelve people.
Caden led her through the room, holding her hand.
Macy spread out her arms and grinned. “Congrats, Mr. and Mrs. Reilly.” She hugged Caden quickly and then slipped past, embracing Marissa in a tight hug.
“I’m so happy for you guys.”
“Thanks, Macy.”
“My turn,” Cheyenne piped in, wedging herself in front of Macy and hip checking her out of the way. “So excited for you, Riss.”
The group, along with the men, Rourke, Trax, and Gage, settled in at the table, and the party officially started. There was more food and alcohol than she could ever remember seeing at an event. The women, with the exception of Marissa, dominated the conversation, but she didn’t mind. Marissa made a metal note she’d need to spend more time with Macy and Chey. They were hilarious.
Marissa shared her time between laughing with the girls and watching Caden interact with the brothers. He may not have been a member, but she could see the love, loyalty, and respect each man had for Caden.
When Caden stood from the table, she glanced up. He walked past her without saying a word and disappeared into the crowd of people. She waited and cocked her head to the side when she saw him walk back toward their table a few seconds later. He caught her stare and smiled. As he moved around the table, she noticed Bailey behind him.
“Look who I found,” Caden said.
Marissa stood up as Caden led Bailey around to her side. “Hey,” Marissa said, reaching out for a hug. “So happy you’re here.”
Bailey stepped back with a wide grin. “Me too.”
Macy and Cheyenne moved their seats to make room for Bailey, who sat next to her. “Did you just get here?”
Bailey flattened her lips. “No, I was here before you guys walked in. I don’t really know too many people, so I was hanging out near the door.” She lifted her chin to Caden and then winked at Marissa. “Your husband came over and said you’d want me to hang out over by you, so here I am.”
Just another reason I love this man.
The day was amazing. Shortly after they ate, a band set up on their makeshift stage. Within minutes, the dance floor was packed. She had yet to get out there, but Caden made her promise him a dance. Unfortunately, her demanding bladder had put the dance on hold.
She was heading back from the bathroom when she rounded the bar and caught a few brothers at the bar toasting their beers. Her smile faltered when her focus shifted to a familiar guy with his back to her. She squinted her eyes.
“Oh, hell no.” She charged through the crowd and reached around from behind him. Trevor jerked around when she grabbed the bottle from his hand. His eyes widened and seemed amused at her stern scowl.
“C’mon, Riss, we’re celebrating.”
Marissa snorted. “You’re not.”
“Riss,” he whined. “You do realize I’ve had a beer before, right?”
She shook her head. “Don’t make me ground you at my own wedding.”
