CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
HAYDEN
I stepped into the bedroom wrapping Lydia in my arms. My lips grazed her neck. Her head dropped back against my chest. “Love you, baby.”
“I love you too, Hayden.”
“Get some rest.”
She turned to me. “Wait, you’re not coming to bed?”
“Soon, baby. I’m going to take a shower.”
There was so much sadness in her eyes. She feels like it’s all her fault. It’s not her fault. It’s not our fault. We believe in love. The hot water massaged my back as I stood under the power pressure jets. I needed to relax.
They don’t know how she runs away from us, because she doesn’t want to ruin my life. Fuck, everyone who is against us. If Lydia and I don’t make it at least we tried. We believed in love enough to try. I love how my heart beats for her. I look forward to tomorrow, taking Lydia as my wife. An attorney will be here early, so Lydia can sign the prenup.
Drying my hair, I stood bedside watching my beautiful woman sleep. I slipped into bed naked, pulling her against my hard cock. Lydia moaned, rubbing her ass against my dick. “Not tonight my little bad girl. The perfect storm is coming.”
“I can’t wait.” She nuzzled into my arms.
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The best dress designer in Las Vegas was at our door at 9 a.m. “Mr. Gaster, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
“The pleasure is all mine. Thank you, Mr. Boire for assisting my bride to be on her big day.”
“I’ve been designing dresses for the women in your family for years. When your mother called late last night, I told her it was no problem.”
I scratched my head. “I thought my grandmother called you.”
He raised his eyebrow. “No…”
“No, I called.”
They hugged giving air kisses. “Evan, thank you for helping me today.”
“No problem. Now where is the bride to be?”
“She will be down shortly. Feel free to set up.”
I turned my attention to my mother. “Mom, what are you doing here?”
“Your father told me what happened. He also told me Harrison and Margie gave you their blessings. I called them last night. They brought me up to speed. I flew out in the middle of the night. Your father was upset, but I don’t care. It’s not every day my only son gets married.” She rubbed my cheeks. “You’re my baby Hayden, no matter how old you get.” I hugged my mother tight.
“Thank you, mom.”
“Anything for my baby.” She stepped back patting her pale face under her eyes trying to keep her mascara from running.
She clapped her hands. “Now where is my future daughter-in-law?”
I stepped over to the long stair case. “Lydia!”
She appeared running down the stairs toward me. Lydia jumped into my arms. My lips pecked hers. “Baby, my mother and the dress designer are here.”
Her eyes almost popped out of her head. What!?”
She tried to hop out of my arms. Her eyes met my mother’s then mine. “Hayden, put me down!”
I laughed, placing her on her feet.
Lydia ran over to my mother embracing her. “I’m so happy you are here!”
“Me to darling.”
My mother smiled at me.
“Hayden, we have it from here. Go do what you need to do. We will meet you in the garden at 2 ready for the ceremony.”
“Alright, the photographer will be here in thirty minutes.”
I glanced at my watch. “The attorney will be here soon too.”
“Bye, Hayden.”
I glanced at Lydia. “Ok. Bye.”
I ran around the city that morning preparing for our wedding. I picked up the marriage license from city hall, a barber cut and styled my hair, then I picked up my tuxedo. I was dressed by a tailor in a private suite near the garden. The photographer captured my memorable moments and my special message to Lydia.
The sun shinned bright, on April 3rd. I stood at the alter in the beautiful lush garden, awaiting my bride to be. I inhaled the floral scent of the flowers surrounding me. My mother sat in the front row all smiles. Lydia walked down the aisle toward me wearing a form fitting beaded white wedding gown with a high halter neck line. The dress trailed down the aisle. Capturing her hands, we stood face to face before the officiant. I was captivated by my stunning bride, I almost forgot to repeat my vows after him. Lydia and I laughed. After our nuptials, I was eager to hear those magic words.
“You may now kiss the bride.” My heart beat like a drum against my chest cavity. I was nervous. I lifted the veil, revealing her angelic face. I smiled. Lydia Carmichael is now Lydia Gaster. Slowly, my hands crept along her blushed cheeks, our lips collided, singing a song that only they could sing. Lydia looped her arm through mine, we walked over to my mother. She hugged us both.
“Mom, I can’t thank you enough for being here for our first wedding. Grandfather insist we get married at the family estate this summer.”
“I will definitely be there. I think this was the most important ceremony.” She winked.
“I’m happy I was here to see you both express your love for one another.”
“Mom, you have no idea how happy I am.”
My mother’s elegance always carried well. My mother didn’t come from money either. Through everything Lydia and I have gone through, I forgot my mother would be the one person to understand what we were feeling. My mother’s long brown hair was swept up into a perfect bun in the back of her head. She wore a long beautiful embroidered cream dress.
“Mom, come on. Let’s go to dinner.”
Lydia and my mom got along well. I was ignored at dinner. They were deep into their own conversation.
“Excuse me. Is this seat taken?”
I glanced up into the man’s eyes mirroring mine. I stood. “Dad,” I stated flatly.
My father leaned in kissing my mother’s cheek. “Congratulations, Lydia. I am your new father-in-law Harvey.” Lydia stood throwing her arms around my father’s neck.
“It’s so nice to meet you Mr. Gaster.”
“Don’t be so formal. We are family now.” My father sat next to my mother. Mesa Grill was the perfect place to have dinner. We sat in the middle of the restaurant under the wood plank ceiling beams surrounded by the gold accents throughout.
I sipped my red wine. “I didn’t think you would come.”
“I can’t stay out of my beautiful wife’s presence that long.”
My mother elbowed him in the ribs.
“No, son. I’m sorry you thought we would turn our backs on you. We love you. We are a family. You do not have to step down. You are still the CEO of Gaster investments.”
Lydia gushed with excitement. I placed my hand over hers.
“Dad, I need time to think. It was distasteful how Vicky treated Lydia. You aren’t any better. You questioned my decisions! I don’t care what her occupation is. I love her and that is all that matters. Tonight, is about her. I thank you for showing up and being respectful to my wife. We can discuss our differences at another time. Let’s act like a family.”
I pulled Lydia’s hand to my lips, planting a warm kiss. She blushed.
“Lydia’s father Alister Carmichael said hello.”
His eyes lit up. “We were good friends in college. He’s a great guy!”
“He and I should catch up some time.”
“He’s sick, but I’m sure he would like that,” Lydia stated.
“Yes, after Lydia’s mother passed away her father became ill. He could no longer work, so Lydia decided to bear the brunt of the responsibility. She works in her current position because its lucrative. Her job allows her to live comfortably as well as pay her father’s medical bills.”
“I’m sorry for your loss Lydia,” my father said.
My mother placed her hand on my father’s arm. “Dear, Lydia is on a full academic scholarship at Georgia State University.”
“I’m sorry I judged you Lydia. I hope you can forgive me.”
Lydia smiled. “I do.”
She waved her hands toward herself. “Please tell me all the stories you can about Hayden growing up.”
“Mom, dad please don’t.”
We all laughed.