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Bobby
She Is Mine. And I Am Hers.
The jolly man makes us official, so I lean forward and kiss the shit out of my wife.
My WIFE!
My tongue dives in to take everything she’ll give. I taste her, play with her, consume her. And when she shyly attempts to pull back because of what’ssocially acceptable, I shake my head and pull her closer.
With a smile on her face and hands on my chest, she laughs into my mouth, but still, I’m not done.
This is the only time,ever, that we’ll get to enjoy our first kiss as husband and wife. Definitely not done yet.
She snakes her hands behind my head and squeals with delight when I dip her back, but still, I’m not done. She tastes like strawberry lip gloss and sweet wine. And coconuts. My one hand holds her weight, my fingers splay wide around her delicate ribs, and my other hand supports her neck and tangles in her luscious hair.
My brothers heckle us, the girls giggle, Jack probably gags, but I don’t let her up. Lifting my lips and leaving her dangling, I smile with unbridled happiness. Nothing could dim this feeling in my chest. “I love you, baby.”
She snorts. “I love you, too. Let me up before your mom kills me.”
“Party pooper.” I stand tall and bring her up, but bringing my hand to cup her face, I keep her close as our family continue to clap. “Myparty pooper. Forever.”
She nods. “Forever and ever.”
Santa Claus clears his throat like a wound-up old shit who hasn’t been laid in twenty years. Not even his lack of a sex life could dim my happiness. “May I present to you all, Mr. and Mrs. Robert Kincaid.”
My mom is on us before we can blink. She blubbers and squeezes us in a hug. “Welcome to the family; our newest Mrs. Kincaid. Oh God…” She cries and pats Kit’s beautiful hair. “I’m so happy that name goes to the next generation.” Iz and Tink push their way into our group with a brand-new bout of tears and estrogen.
“Congratulations, B.” Jon spins me around with a megawatt grin. “You lucky son of a bitch. You nailed it first go. I’m proud of you.” He presses his forehead to mine for the briefest pause, then Aiden steps in and pulls me in for a hug. “Congratulations, Bobby.”
Jimmy pulls Kit in for a hug and slobbers all over her face, then when she pulls away with a squeal, he turns on me. “I’m really fucking happy for you, B. Seriously happy.”
If it were any other man slobbering and feeling my wife up the way Jimmy is, I’d flatten him.
But, it’s… just Jimmy.
He loves her like a sister. He would protect her with his life.
Kit and I work our way through our guests, though we don’t let go of each other for a single second. We just got each other back. Not letting go.
“Congratulations, sweetheart.” George steps up with a friendly smile and proud eyes. “Your daddy would be so proud of you.”
“Thank you. I’m really thankful you came today.”
“Oh, it was my honor, honey. Congratulations, son.” He takes my hand in a firm grip. “I know her daddy would’ve approved of you. I certainly do. I won’t keep you, you have more guests to get through yet, but I’ll come find you later.”
“Thank you, sir.”
We work through Kit’s work colleagues, then Mike steps up with his big brother smirk, his wife, and his sweet baby. “You guys did it.” His deep voice booms with laughter. “Best ceremony I ever saw. I expect your firstborn son to be named Mike.”
“Get outta my way, asshole. You saw my bride first, now she’s mine.”
He steps back with his wide grin and lets us pass. I lead Kit around the side of the house until we step into the area we’ve set up for the reception. With the softest, sweetest gasp, she looks around at the patio area.
A band sits proudly in the corner and awaits our arrival. A temporary dance floor covers a section of the grass, and half a dozen round tables spread around with white table cloths and a trillion candles. White lilies and yellow roses make up the centerpieces, and fairy lights sprinkle around and promise a magical night.
A makeshift bar lines the outside wall of the house, and bartenders in tidy black and white wait to serve us.
