Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 53(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 53(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Kayla sighs.
“I guess getting married at St. Patrick’s Cathedral is out?” she asks with a wry smile.
“It’s definitely out,” I say firmly. “After all, I used to be married to your mother, honey. What will people say if we get married in a lavish ceremony? It’s better just to keep it plain and simple.”
My fiancée agreed on that, and as a result, we’re in Vegas now. It’s not bad. The church has pews made of light blonde wood, and there are a few stained glass windows here and there, believe it or not. Plus, they’ve done up the place with a lot of ivory flowers and matching ribbons, making it look very festive. I’m dressed in a dark grey suit, and I know Kayla went to buy a wedding gown with my credit card.
Suddenly, the strains of the wedding march ring out, and I turn expectantly. Right on time because Kayla steps into the aisle and she’s absolutely ravishing. The curvy girl is gorgeous in a flower crown with a matching bouquet, and a white satin wedding gown that highlights her big breasts and even bigger tummy. After all, Kayla is in her third trimester now and our baby will be born any moment. I can’t wait for our daughter to arrive, and a sense of possession rushes through my veins.
After all, it wasn’t that easy to get to this place in our lives. We had to keep our relationship on the downlow for quite a while after our dirty medical exam. I was recently divorced from Victoria, and we didn’t want everyone to talk.
But we had to tell my ex straightaway because the three of us were living under the same roof. Needless to say, Victoria wasn’t exactly happy to find out that I was now in a relationship with her daughter.
“You must be kidding me,” the middle-aged woman said when we told her. “This must be a joke. Are you punking me?”
“Mommy, it’s not like that,” began Kayla, but I cut the beautiful girl off.
“No, it is like that,” I said in a firm tone. “I’m in love with your daughter, Victoria, and there are no two ways about it. She’s an adult, and we have no legal nor familial ties between us anymore. Kayla is mine.”
And that was that. Victoria shut her trap, although she moved out the next day. It made sense. It’s one thing to accept what’s happening, but it’s another to know that your daughter is sleeping with your ex on a regular basis. In fact, we were loud sometimes. My beautiful girl sometimes likes it hard and unprotected, and we didn’t hold back during those steamy sessions. Victoria must have gotten an earful, prompting her hasty departure.
Plus, once Kayla and I began those daily sessions, we just couldn’t stop. She moved straight into my suite, and we didn’t even pretend that we were anything other than lovers. It was wonderful, to be frank, and it wasn’t surprising when she got pregnant immediately. That’s why we’re getting married now. I want my daughter to be born knowing her parents were married. It’s old-fashioned but I am who I am.
Kayla steps up and faces me at the altar, practically glowing.
“I love you George,” she mouths silently as the officiant begins to speak. Without waiting for the officiant’s go-ahead, I lean forward and kiss my fiancée.
“Hey!” the old man cries out. “We’re not at that part of the ceremony yet.”
But it’s okay because we are at that part of the ceremony. Kayla and I are pledging our love and lives to one another forever, and that’s the way it should be. I should feel free to kiss my love at any time I choose, and right now is absolutely perfect.
“I love you,” I mouth again, despite the officiant’s grumbles.
This time, the smile that breaks out on my fiancée’s face pierces my heart and makes my knees go weak.
“I love you too,” she mouths back, and my soul melts. My fate was always with this woman, and now we’ll have many more years together going forward.