“Where is she?” I don’t see her.

“Be patient. Look, there’s Sara throwing petals and George toddling down the aisle with his little pillow.” August is being the proud papa. George stops, picking up a rose petal and putting in his mouth. Nash swoops in before he can eat it.

“There’s Tennyson right behind them,” Chase says from the opposite side of the aisle.

I’ll never forget when Chase met August, Nash, and Anna. Anna was all over him and Chase could do nothing but stare at August. I think he literally drooled because Nash grabbed a paper towel and wiped his mouth, while pushing August behind her. “He’s all mine, tiger,” she said, laughing. Since then, August refuses to be left alone in a room with him, but they have become friends.

It seems like I’ve waited forever for this day. After the night in New York, I went out and bought a ring the next day. I wasn’t about to lose her again. We were lucky the night Ben tried to kill us. I’ve never been so glad to have my cane. When he came close enough and drew his gun, I swung my cane up just in time to knock the gun out of his hand before it went off. I wrestled him to the ground and got in a punch that knocked him out cold. Emma called 9-1-1. They hauled him off to jail and I hired the most expensive attorney I could find to make sure he didn’t get off again.

Nash stands on her tippy toes and kisses my cheek. “I’m so happy for you,” she says. She shows Sara where to stand and picks up George to take her seat. August reaches out and smacks her on the ass. I laugh, but Nash doesn’t find it quite as funny. She glares at August and he shrugs his shoulders at her. I finally understand his affection for his wife. I can only hope that years from now, Emma and I are still as drawn to one another as they are.

I can’t believe, in a few minutes, I will be marrying the woman of my dreams in this barn - the same rebuilt barn that August and Nash got married in several years ago. Nash, Anna, my mom, and Emma spent days decorating it. Emma finished her internship and moved here with Tennyson. She said her job could be done anywhere like mine and she wanted to be here with me. I remodeled the house and built Tennyson her own room and hand built bookshelves for all her favorite books. I even built a new pen out back for Sadie and Sawyer. Tennyson and Sara have become playmates and she thinks George belongs to her.

Before Emma agreed to marry me, she told me that she and Tennyson were a package deal. I told her that I wouldn’t have it any other way. I adore Tennyson. Chase finally decided that I was the best thing for the both of them. It took some time, but he and I have become friends again.

The music changes and Emma enters the barn. The lights dim as she walks down the aisle with Nana. Anna walks behind Emma holding the train of her self-designed gown. She wanted simple, not flashy, but insisted on a long train. She looks absolutely stunning in her one-shoulder gown. Her long brunette hair is in a braid down one side and a bouquet of pink roses is clutched tightly to her chest.

“She looks beautiful, Sam,” August says. “If I wasn’t married, I might steal her from you,” he laughs. I remember teasing him at my wedding.

I take my cane and hit him in the shin, just like at his wedding. He laughs and takes the cane from me.

Emma stops and Nana sits next to Nash. Anna joins them and Emma continues toward me, wearing the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. I take her hand and pull her into my arms for a kiss. August puts the cane between us.

“None of that until you’re married,” he teases us.

I don’t release her hands from mine until I place a ring on her finger and she places one on mine. I can’t quit staring at her gorgeous face.

“He said you can kiss your bride,” August whispers next to me, shoving my shoulder.

I take her and kiss her breathless, not caring who is watching us. I’ve waited so long to hold her again. Before I’m done kissing my new wife, Tennyson and Sara are all over us. August scoops up Sara and I take Tennyson’s hand and we walk back down the aisle with them. I have the two loves of my life on either arm.

I rented a limo to take us to the restaurant I rented out for our reception. It takes some convincing, but I finally talk Tennyson into riding with August and Nash. Emma’s face turns pink when she realizes what I’m up to.

She gathers her dress and gets in the back seat, and I join her. I motion for the driver to roll up the divider window. He had already been given instructions to take the long way. I take one of Emma’s pink roses from her. “Love at first sight,” I say and hold it to my nose.

“It was love at first sight. We just took a while to get there, but I’m so glad we did. When I went to New York, I never in a million years thought I’d ever see you again. I never said thank you for finding me.”

“I never thanked you for seeing me,” I kiss her. My hand can’t help but move up her leg. I unlatch her garter and she inhales sharply. I move to unhook the other one. I lift her up and place her so she is straddling my lap. My cock is throbbing and pressing against her. I want to be inside her so badly. “I don’t want to wait one more minute.”

She doesn’t hesitate, her hands finding my zipper and releasing me. She places her hands on my shoulders and lifts herself up and then lowers herself onto me. I lay my head back and breathe in deep, reigning in my control. She seats herself deeper and I hiss. Her hands reach up and grab my hair. “I’m glad you left this long,” she says as she lets my hair down. I bite at her lips and she starts moving her hips. My hands hold onto her hips to help slow her movements.

“I love you, Emma Sawyer.”

She removes my hands from her hips and starts to move. Our combined breath fogs up the windows. I tangle my hand in her hair and the other one pushes her breast out of her dress so my hot mouth can find her nipple. She moans loudly and stills her movements. “Do it again,” she hisses.

I bite at her nipple and I can feel her start to tighten around my cock. She starts moving again and her squeeze becomes tighter. It stirs me on and I lose total control. My hands grab her ass, leaving red marks behind… marks that will claim her as mine. She squeezes her legs tight around me and I let loose, coming deep inside of her. My name is screamed from her sweet lips.

She collapses on top of me, biting into my shoulder. “I love you, too, husband.

* * *

Even though we left first, we arrive last to the restaurant. Emma takes a minute to straighten her hair and reapply her lipstick. “You know they are still going to know what we were doing,” I tease her.

She slaps my thigh. “They will not and you will not tell them.” She gives me the evil eye.

I walk my bride inside the dark restaurant. Anna is sitting at the bar and runs over to hug Emma as soon as she sees us. “That smile on your man’s face and his hair hanging loose says it all, girl. Limo sex is awesome.” She tries to high-five Emma, but her mouth is hanging open as she looks at me.

“What? I didn’t tell her.” I can’t help but laugh at my wife’s expression. She stomps off. “Thanks a lot Anna, I’ve been married like five minutes and she’s mad at me.”

“She’ll get used to me.” She laughs and grabs my hand.

Everyone is already out on the dance floor. Nash is all wrapped up in August’s arms and neither one of them sees us come in. I find my new bride talking to Chase. Tennyson is sitting with Nana.

“You look so pretty in your pink dress. Will you dance with me?” I hold my hand out and Tennyson takes it and curtsies at me. I take her to the middle of the dance floor and she steps on my feet. I almost lose my footing and she climbs off.

“I’m sorry, Sam,” she says looking up at me.

“It’s okay, sweetie.” I take her hand spinning her around and her dress flares out.

She laughs and says, “Do it again.”

I dance with her through two songs. Emma is standing on the edge of the dance floor smiling at me. I crook my finger at her to come my direction. She walks toward me and Chase takes Tennyson.

“Dance with me, baby.” I pull her to me.

“You were so sexy out there dancing with Tennyson.”

“Sexy enough for me to take you back in the Limo?” I tease.

“How about sexy enough to take me out of here right now and we start our honeymoon,” she says with her mouth on my ear.

I hold out my hand for her to take. “Never say I don’t want to make my wife happy.”