Chapter Thirteen – Lucy
We kept the relationship going until we flew to Montana for the wedding. By this time, Max had admitted to Cameron that we’d started dating and we became engaged quickly. He said that we knew each other already and that twelve years was a perfect amount of time to find out we were right for each other. It was a shock to everybody, but they were happy.
I was still pretty sure that Max held my secret against me sometimes, but I made it up to him by taking care of him and Riley. She stayed with his parents while we went away. I was surprised to find that I had a seat in first class. It was a surprise from Max. I kissed him before the woman brought me a glass of champagne.
My brother and his fiancée Jane were having a simple wedding in a meadow with about sixty guests. They kept it limited to friends and family and we were all staying in a series of cabins on the property. I knew that Max and I had the same one since we were engaged, and it made me nervous. We’d done so much besides have sex. Every night with him made me want to just take that step. It was hard to hold onto my heart’s biggest wish when I was with Max and he was with me, Lucy.
His Lucy.
We landed and rented a car to get to the resort where they were having the wedding. My parents were already there and I hugged them tightly as Max walked over with the keys in his pocket. They hugged him as well, congratulating him on the engagement. I smiled. It all felt real. When Cameron approached us, I ran and threw myself into his arms. “You had to end up with Max, didn’t you?” he teased me.
I felt bad for our lie and smiled as I pulled away. “I suppose fate made its own way, didn’t it? I am so happy for you.” I hugged him again, happy to see his warm brown eyes and feel his embrace. I missed Cameron as much as I did Max when he left. Soon, I saw his pretty bride-to-be coming over with a big grin on her face.
I had only ever talked to her on Skype, but she was every bit as pretty in person as I expected. They were only together for a year before they decided to jump the gun. I supposed that Max and I weren’t that exceptional when I saw the love between Cameron and Jane.
We had the rehearsal dinner that night with the small wedding party that consisted of Max, Jane’s brother Nick, myself, and Jane’s best friend Mary. My brother was popular in school, but he kept his circle close and their relationships just got stronger as he got older. They lived in a small town on a ranch here in Montana and it was a different life than New York. He was different but happy, and it was nice to see him and Max catching up.
I laughed as Max told a story about Cameron in school, remembering it well. He grinned at me and reached for my hand as I sipped my wine. The night ended and we all went back to our cabins. I felt the wine in my head. I had to remind myself to wait until we got married, but something about this atmosphere just made me want to give in.
I watched him with my family and fell a little harder for him. My aunt had knee surgery a few weeks before the wedding but came anyway, and he was so kind when he helped her around. Max was charming everyone.
After he unlocked our cabin door, I walked inside. It was a cozy room with a big king-size bed and a fireplace. It was completely romantic. Max flipped on a light. “Tonight was so fun.”
“It was nice to see everybody again. Tomorrow is going to be good, too.” He assured me as he turned to look at me. Max moved closer to me as I slipped off my sandals and stared into my eyes. “This is how it was meant to be, Lucy. Us here together. Do you see that?”
“I think I do,” I told him as I smiled at him. He kissed me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes. This was perfect, but I thought of the initial reason that we did this to begin with. I pulled away and looked into his eyes. “What if this doesn’t work? What if you don’t get Riley?”
“The judge would be crazy to see that we’re not together. It’s going to work.” Max pushed me against the wall as he kissed me again and I moaned against his mouth. Our tongues moved together in a familiar rhythm as I pulled him closer. I felt my willpower weakening.
“Max,” I moaned as he kissed my neck. My nipples were aching and my pussy slick as I dropped my head back, thinking about tonight.
I still saw the fear in my parent’s eyes as they looked at me. The years with Braden had frightened them and I jerked in Max’s arms as memory flooded my brain. I pushed him away and paced the room as I tried to force it out of my head. “Babe?”
“I’m sorry. This is just reminding me of everything. I know that all of that is over, but seeing my parents reminded me how worried they were. God, things are different now. They are.” I walked over and kissed him again as my heart pounded in my chest.
Max pulled me over to the bed, dropping me down on it. He pushed my skirt up over my legs as we kissed hungrily and I wrapped my legs around him. The furthest we’d gone was him kissing my breasts because I knew that I’d cave if he touched anywhere else. It was harder every night that we were together and I felt him move to lift my sundress off my body, leaving me only in my bra and underwear. I watched as he stood and pulled his buttoned shirt off slowly, staring at me the entire time.
I licked my lips and spread my legs apart, touching myself over the lace. Max widened his eyes as he watched, sliding his pants down as he revealed his hard cock. I slipped my underwear off and then my bra, shivering on the bed before him. I touched myself, needing the release as he watched me and stroked himself. “This is all I can give you right now,” I told him as he nodded. “I want you, but I’m scared, Max.”
“It’s okay, Lucy. Just touch yourself for me. Like before.” I realized that Max hadn’t been with anybody else since meeting me and I gasped as heat rushed through my core. I pinched my nipple as I stroked my clit hard before sliding two fingers in myself and watching him.
Max was perfect. His body was muscled with strong arms and a flat stomach. I admired him as I approached my orgasm. It was going to be a big one. I spread my legs as I pushed deeper. “Max, I’m coming,” I cried out as warmth washed over my hand. He jerked forward as he came. I watched as he grabbed a tissue to keep everything contained.
We woke up the following morning and went our separate ways to get ready for the wedding. I got ready with the girls at a local salon where we had our hair and makeup done and ate lunch. Jane’s mother was there and was as sweet as could be. They asked me all kinds of questions about Max and our relationship and I answered the best that I could.
Everyone looked at it like it was a second chance romance, but it was an arrangement. At least, it started that way. I told a sweet story about meeting again and falling in love as adults but the lines blurred as I talked.
I changed the topic to learn about Jane and Cameron and listened as she told the truth about their love. They met and fell in love immediately and he asked her to marry him six months later. Jane told us that she knew he was it for her and that while they were simple, she was happy. They didn’t need much but they had a great life here in Montana.
I wondered what would happen with Max. If he lost custody of Riley, our relationship wouldn’t be necessary anymore. He might resent me and not want me at all. I needed to get to that point so we could decide and go ahead with our lives. We hadn’t talked about getting married lately, what with this wedding, but we were together. That was enough for the court.
The wedding was simple and beautiful. They walked down a path to a grove of trees. There were flowers strung in the branches. I looked up at the white and pink blooms with a soft smile as vows were said and two became one. I looked over at Max during the ceremony and then at my sparkly ring that shone in the sun.
Would we have something like this down the line?
We danced at the reception and ate catered BBQ. I laughed and talked with family and spent time with my brother. It was wonderful. When it was time to catch the bouquet, I was in front and it landed in my arms. I thought the tradition was for women that were totally single, but everyone pushed me out and I laughed as everyone cheered for me.
I looked at my mom as she cried. They wanted me to be the next to be married and they were happy as everyone hugged me.