Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
The inside of the hall was, with Reign's money and Summer, Amelia, and Elsie's vision, well, a freaking dream come to life. It was all soft cremes and whites, understated twinkle lights, and flawless flowers.
Quite frankly, it looked like the kind of room Cinderella would get married in.
Yeah, it was that good.
I owed Reign, Summer, Amelia, and Elsie huge.
"Deep breath," K said as I searched the room for a second, taking in everyone's smiles. Then the music started and my gaze found Repo's and everything else fell away.
Repo-
"Shot?" Duke asked in the room before the ceremony, brow raised, message clear: he was having too much fun being young and free to even consider the fact that there was nothing nerve-racking whatsoever about my wedding day to me.
"He's not nervous," Renny corrected, shrugging a shoulder. "He's anxious."
"Stop fucking analyzing my men, Renny," Reign said, shaking his head. Renny's best asset was also a real pain in the fucking ass to live with day-to-day. He drove half the men up the wall. It wasn't exactly uncommon to find out he was in another fight much like the one he had been in with Duke back when they were probies. It was just how he was. He was a testament to the life-lasting effects fucked-up parenting caused.
"They're ready for you," Cash said, leaning in the door.
I nodded, standing, the suit feeling foreign on my skin. Can't say I could remember a single instance outside my uncle's funeral that I had the occasion to wear one. But, well, Summer wouldn't hear of me wearing anything else. She got Reign, Cash, and Wolf in suits as well.
When the music started and everyone turned to look at Maze, I felt my stomach clench hard as I turned to do the same. It wasn't fear. It was something else I didn't fully recognize, like excitement and nerves mingled together.
And, fuck.
I was pretty sure nothing in the world would ever compare to seeing her walking down the aisle in that white gown, a wobbly smile on her face, her purple hair down her shoulders, her arm wrapped with K's, wearing one of my rings and making her way toward me to get another, the one that promised everything I had to offer... for the rest of our lives.
K shook my hand, pulling me close, and saying low and threateningly in my ear, "You fuck her over, I fuck you up." He clapped me on the back and gave me a huge smile as he handed me my woman, the significance there almost overwhelming. He was giving her to me. He expected me to step up, to do whatever was necessary to keep her safe and happy, like he would do. And that smile he gave me didn't mean dick. His words were not an empty threat. If I screwed up, I knew I could count on K showing up on my doorstep.
"I know you're safe now," K said to Maze, giving her a smile that was warm and open, "so just keep kicking ass, love."
Then he kissed her cheek and we turned to the preacher.
Judging by the way she kissed me back after we were pronounced, I was pretty sure she was excited about my conjugal surprise for later.
Maze
"Thank God you listened to me," Alex said as the girls club sat around a table at the reception which was in no way any less lavish than the ceremony itself. It was as if it was a continuation of the same room. The flowers, lights, table cloths and settings, it all matched perfectly.
Alex was referring to the clothes the girls club were wearing.
I say clothes, not dresses, because I had, indeed, listened to Alex. I had learned that if you wanted straight honesty and practicality with absolutely no girly embellishments, you went to Alex. So when she showed up at my office the afternoon after I picked out my dress, sat down and informed me about the fights that had erupted over bridesmaid dresses for Lo's wedding, I listened.
Lo, Amelia, Summer, and Elsie were in dresses of varying styles dependent upon their body shapes but in the same unusual rosy-creme color that I hadn't been aware existed until Elsie showed it to me. Alex and Janie were in cream slacks and silky blouses that matched the dresses. Amelia, Summer, and Elsie were in heels. Lo, Janie, and Alex were not.
I hadn't had one single complaint.
It was a beautiful thing.
Thank God I listened to Alex indeed.
"I still can't believe Ferryn decided half way down the aisle that she didn't want to be a flower girl anymore, abandoned her basket, and went to sit on Vin's lap instead," Lo said, smiling like she approved.
"He told me that she told him that she thought flowers are boring," Summer laughed, rolling her eyes.
"They are boring," Janie shrugged. "Give me a nice new shiny gun any day of the week."