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“No, a little while longer, that’s all.” I wanted to go as much as he did, this dress weighed a ton, but I wanted to make him wait a little longer.
“Fine. But there will be consequences.” He wiggled his eyebrows, and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
I could imagine those consequences because he’d demonstrated more than once just how long, and how many times, he could make me wait to come. They were all ways that drove me crazy, to the point where I wanted to strangle him sometimes, but the result would always be mind-blowing. He knew my breaking point and he’d edge me to a place just over that line sometimes before he’d give me relief. It was, in a word, amazing.
“Where are you going on your honeymoon?” Jessie asked, the only one that wasn’t always in the loop. She kept in contact with Mandy more than she did me, but that was fine. She kept me in the loop when she could.
“To Spain,” I answered, surprising all of them. I blushed a little, something I wasn’t used to. “It was a place I did a research paper on when I was in high school, and I’ve always wanted to go so Damien agreed when I suggested it. We can go anywhere, but I think I’d like to see that the most.”
“Cool,” Jessie spoke up, a smile on her face. “I’d like to go to Russia, but people always look at me like I’m crazy when I say that. Mainly because it’s so far away. And cold.”
“I’d love to go to Iceland,” Lacy piped in to say, her eyes dreamy for an instant. “I’ve seen some movies about the place, and it looks so interesting.”
“It’s nice, I went a couple of years ago,” I replied, ignoring the way Damien’s hand had settled on my inner thigh. He was trying to bunch up the skirt of my dress in his hand, but the poor man was having trouble gathering up all of those yards of satin, not to mention the underskirt. He’d be bunching for an hour, I knew because it was an absolute pain in the ass to go to the bathroom in the ballgown-style confection of a dress. It was a little old-fashioned, but I’d fallen in love with it. I’d seen the way Damien’s eyes went a little watery when I walked up the aisle to him, he liked it too.
“I’ll have to try to get Mason to take me there next. All that time below the Equator was fun, but it was so warm all the time.” Lacy grumbled, but soon smiled when Mason came to check on her.
“You doing okay?” He asked, and I had to smile at how attentive he was to her.
He was my best friend, they guy I’d called when I wanted to kill Damien and had kept me together when I’d fallen to pieces over him all those years ago. It was nice to see him settled and with a woman that made him so happy.
“I’m fine, Mase, don’t worry,” she pecked his cheek and he sat down with a nod at me.
“Congratulations to you both. You’re dead if you fuck her heart up ever again, but congratulations.” Those last words were directed at Damien who smiled a grim smile with a nod.
“Agreed and I’ll thank you if you do just that, if that happens, because I’ll want to be killed. I have no intentions of doing that ever again.” Damien met Mason’s eyes without even a flinch of a blink.
“Good. I don’t want to have to kill anyone, but I will for a few people. Ginger included.” Mason grinned at me, and I gave him my middle finger. “I love you too, honey.”
“Fuck off, Mason,” I rolled my eyes at him, but I smiled, unbelievably happy.
I’d have to write my own story, eventually, I knew that, but for now, updating the story of these amazing women and the men that loved them would keep me busy. I took Damien’s hand and looked at him. “I think I’m ready to go now.”
The reception had started to wind down and we were the only ones left. Luckily, I’d hired people to come in and clean up after us in the old 19thcentury hotel we’d rented for our reception. That meant all my guests could go home without too much clearing up. Mandy would stay behind with Brian to gather up gifts and other things I’d asked to take for me, while Damien and I went off to airport to fly to our honeymoon.
There was a limousine waiting outside by the time I’d said goodbye to all of the women and men that had been a part of my life for the last couple of years. They had helped me write my books, been inspirations to me in dealing with my relationship with Damien-they’d all taken a chance and in the end that’s what made me decide to take a chance of my own-and they’d shown me what was possible when you gave in to your heart.
Anything was possible, I thought as Damien took me in his arms in the back of the limousine to kiss me deeply, when you took a chance on love. And I was going to spend the rest of my life enjoying the fruits of my labor.
“I love you, Ginger and I always will,” he said when he came up for air.
“And I love you, Damien. Now and always.” And I smiled, not so he’d know I spoke the truth, but because I knew it was the truth in my heart. I had a home, a family, at last, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.
The End
