Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 80391 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80391 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
I looked at the man, staggered for a few stunned seconds before I took off running, tackling him to the ground and giving him kisses on the face, nose, and mouth. Practically any part of his body I could reach without it being indecent.
“So I take that as a yes?” He asked happily.
“A thousand times. Yes.” I squealed back, just as happily.
“Ms. Sheffield, I sure hope you know what you’re doing.” Mrs. Threadgill said from beside me.
I looked up at the prim woman’s face and grinned at the pleasure I saw emanating there.
“Oh yes, he’s the halligan to my axe. How could I say no?” I teased.
“I’m not sure I like those types of words used in front of my students.”
And the lady dragon was back.
***
Four and half months later
I looked around at the finished project of Kettle’s house. No, scratch that. Our house.
Kettle and his friends from both the Dixie Wardens and firehouse slaved day and night to make this place presentable for today.
I couldn’t help the surge of excitement that coursed through my veins as I looked out our kitchen window at Kettle, my fiancé and soon to be husband, standing on the newly remodeled dock.
In less than an hour, we’d be married.
“Sis?” Jefferson called from behind me.
I turned to find my brother in the doorway. He was looking so much better lately. But that had a lot to do with the woman he had his arm currently around. Detective Annalise Hernandez.
She was fairly glowing, and that wasn’t surprising since she was nearly four months pregnant.
Jefferson’s hair was cut into a sharp cut that showed off his features perfectly. His royal blue polo and khaki pants looked great on him. His muscles were starting to thicken and spread, and my heart started to weep. He was looking so much like my dad that it made my heart hurt.
A good kind of hurt.
My dad would’ve been proud of him.
Turns out that when he realized what kind of trouble he was in when it came to Gustavo, Jefferson did the smart thing and went to the ATF instead of the stupid thing and bending to Gustavo’s will.
He was working with ATF to bring Gustavo down, all the while The Dixie Wardens and the Benton Police Department were doing the same thing. They didn’t realize they were all working on the same team until the night Kettle got my sister back for me.
Annalise met Jefferson during the huge explanation that took part between both the police and the ATF.
From there, their relationship grew, despite the huge differences between the two.
Which only went to show that love’s blind. You don’t choose who you love, you just try to ride the wave.
And Annalise and Jefferson definitely rode that wave if Annalise’s pregnant belly was anything to show for it.
“Jefferson!” I squealed happily. “I’m glad you came. How are you?”
Jefferson’s eyes bulged when he got a load of the front of my dress, and I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped my throat. Annalise was smiling widely as she saw it though. She knew the score.
“Wow your wedding dress is very...red. And where’s the rest of it?” He asked in surprise.
I snickered as I answered. “You know I don’t do traditional. That’s not my style at all. But this...this is me. Kettle might have a small heart attack, but I think he’ll like it.”
The dress was red on top with a plunging neckline that slowly bled to white. It was a corset style with black satin ribbon crisscrossing at my back. Swarovski Crystals lined the top, accentuating my voluptuous breasts perfectly.
Oh, who was I kidding? Kettle was going to have a cow, but I planned to tell him something later, and I wanted him thoroughly distracted until I did so. It would be picture-perfect! I just hoped the photographer was able to get his face like she assured me she could when I told him.
“Yeah, I can see you’re definitely not traditional. Nor did you offer your bridesmaids traditional.” Jefferson trailed off as Viddy and Baylee entered the room.
Baylee was a bridesmaid, while Viddy was, of course, my maid of honor.
Both of their strapless dresses were made out of black lace that came to a stop at just above the knees, fitted tightly to their bodies. There was a deep scarlet ribbon high across their waists that tied their colors in with mine, and I absolutely adored them. I couldn’t wait to see the looks on Sebastian and Trance’s faces when they saw my beautiful ladies, just as I couldn’t wait to see the look on Kettle’s.
“So how do I look, ‘cause I can’t see?” Viddy teased as she twirled around.
Jefferson, Annalise and Baylee all laughed as Viddy had intended, but I just stared. She really did look stunning. Which also made me mad because her body looked better than mine did, although my boobs could totally kick her boobs’ ass.
She was wearing flats, but they worked well for her. The dress was exquisite with her lean hourglass shape.
“Adeline?” She asked when she didn’t hear my laugh.
How she knew that, I would never know. She just did.
“Yeah, Vid?” I asked, walking up close to her.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“Nothing. You look beautiful.” I whispered, really wishing she could see herself.
“I know. I feel beautiful, therefore I look beautiful.” She teased.
“Alright, who’s ready to get this show on the road?” Jefferson exclaimed.
“Yes, I’m ready. Is everyone else?” I asked the group.
“Wait! You forgot your garter! Here, lift your dress and let me get it on.” Baylee ordered as she squatted down at my feet.
I bunched my dress in my hands and lifted it, watching as Baylee slipped the little slip of frilly lace and fabric over my boots and up my thigh. Once done, she gave my outer thigh a pat and stood with a nod. “Let’s get this done. I can’t wait to see Kettle’s face when he sees you!”
***
Kettle
“Holy Shit,” Sebastian growled from beside me.
My heart was slow and steady as I watched Baylee come down the dock towards us.