Chapter 4 – Scott
She looked beautiful. Her red hair was swept back and piled high on her head. But there was something else about Jesse. She was practically glowing, and as soon as I heard the music start and finally saw her walking down the aisle, I felt like my heart was going to stop beating altogether. Jesse was the very image of perfection, and soon she was going to be all mine.
A lot had changed, but I knew that this change was going to be the best of all. There were so many faces in the crowd that I didn’t think I would see. My father was there, although I hadn’t spoken to him since I put in my resignation. He wasn’t looking too happy, but he was there, and him and my mother were actually sitting together. My father didn’t have a girl half his age on his arm, and I saw that as progress. I had to, really.
Jesse stopped in front of me and it was only her that I could see anymore. Everything else had faded into the background. I loved the slight pink that was in her cheeks. She was nervous. Jesse had asked me to keep the wedding small, but I couldn’t do it. I would have invited the world to witness us getting married if I could have done it. If I could have shouted it off every rooftop in the city I would have. Jesse was finally going to be mine.
The preacher started to recite the words that everyone seems to know from movies. It didn’t feel like it was as long as it was supposed to be, because the next thing I knew, there was a pause and I looked up to see Jesse looking at me. It was clear then that I was supposed to say something. It was my turn to say that I would take her forever as my wife. When I realized it, I said it quickly, so quickly that there was laughter throughout the church.
“And do you, Jesse Olsen, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband as long as you both shall live?”
She nodded just as quickly, her words so soft that I could barely hear her answer, but it was loud enough. The last words were said over us, and then just like that, the woman I loved became the woman I was married to. It was strange, but having Jesse back in my arms helped me to see that it was the way it was meant to be.
“I see that your mother is here, Jesse.”
Jesse looked into the crowd, and I could tell that she was pleased. I was pleased as well. Her mother may have abandoned her when she was younger, but Jesse needed someone, and with her father gone, Clara seemed to be filling in where he’d left off.
“It looks like your father made it as well, Scott. You should really go talk to him. He’s trying, so maybe you should as well.”
I didn’t want to argue with my wife only moments after she became that, so I told her that I would. I didn’t say how long I would talk to him, but I would make the effort. It was the least I could do. I’d learned more about forgiveness since being with Jesse than I ever had before. If she could forgive her mother, I thought that I could at least give it a try as well.
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“Everything was so beautiful, Scott. I can’t believe that you wanted to have all of those people. I don’t think that I’ve met that many people in my whole life.”
“It wasn’t that big. I had a client who had over five thousand guests at his wedding. I went and it was massive. Ours was puny in comparison.”
“Well, it was perfect, puny or not. I couldn’t have asked for a better day. Everything was just perfect.”
I smiled at her overuse of the word. She’d been saying it all day, and I had to admit that I agreed with her. Everything had worked out, and even my talk with dad hadn’t ruined the mood. He’d actually apologized, and he hadn’t even seemed that drunk. When my father got emotional, there was usually whiskey involved.
“I was glad to see you two get along. It was just a perfect day,” Jesse sighed as I moved to hold her.
“You’re the perfect one. I don’t want to talk about them tonight. I want to talk about us and the perfect night that we are going to have together. It’s been too long since I’ve felt you underneath me.”
I felt her body shake a little at the thought, and my hands moved to her shoulders. I wanted to keep my wits about me, but it was hard when she looked as good as she did. I’d spent most of the reception doing my best not to drag her into the bathroom and ravish her. Now that was all that I could think about.
“It hasn’t been but a couple of days. You weren’t deprived for that long.”
I growled at her and pulled her in for a kiss. A couple of days had felt like a lifetime, and I was not inclined to wait any longer. I just couldn’t.
“Every moment without you is too long, Jesse. I just want to stay with you all day and night.”
“How would we ever get anything done?”
Kissing her again, I wanted to shush her and take her mind off of anything but my lips on hers. It worked for a time, and then I heard the soft moan that disappeared into my mouth. It was the sound that I’d been waiting for.
“Tonight we don’t have to do anything but be together. Tomorrow will take care of itself.”
“I know, Scott. I’ve been looking forward to this night since you asked me to marry you.”
She started to lift up her dress, and I could see the small band of blue that she’d hidden underneath. “Why don’t you help me get undressed, Scott?”
I couldn’t move fast enough to get to her. I wanted to rip the dress off – I now regarded it as more of a hindrance than a beautiful wedding dress – but the idea of getting close to her nether regions won out, and I was quickly on my knees in front of her.
My fingers went up to her inner thigh and she slapped my hand back. “Not with your hands, Scott, with your teeth.”
“Even better.”
She squealed as I moved closer with my mouth. I spent some time all around the belt before I finally nibbled just a bit on her flesh as I took it between my teeth. Pulling it down, I watched her finally step out of it as I finished it off with a quick jerk of my hand.
“Do I need to take everything off with my teeth?”
Jesse’s eyes darkened moments before she nodded her head. “I like the sound of that.”
To be continued in Part 10…