They had spent the entire afternoon helping me decorate enough for our small group of family. Flowers covered either side of the aisle and there were balloons everywhere. I have no idea how my aunt did it, but there was even a two tier cake sitting on a table. It was all so surreal.
I know Miranda would have liked Izzy to walk slow and drop pretty little petals with every step, but she saw me and came running. Her little head full of blonde curls was bobbing up and down causing me to laugh as she ran. She looked so pretty in her little dress, especially when she jumped right into my arms. “There is my princess”
She pointed to the barn doors. “Mommy.”
Nothing could have prepared me for when I first saw her walking in. A huge lump formed in my throat as I watched her taking each step toward me. I had never in my life seen anything more beautiful than Miranda in her wedding dress, with a bouquet of flowers and her arm wrapped around Conner’s. I never cared about weddings or dresses, but damn she could have been on the cover of Bridal Magazine. Her head was completely full of curls and her makeup looked beautiful, even with all the tears she had in her eyes. I don’t know what kind of shit she had on her lips, but they were super shiny and it was hard not to just reach over and start kissing her.
Conner gave me a friendly nod as he kissed his sister and walked to his seat. Finding him last night was hard enough, but then in the middle of our talk, Miranda started texting. She thought I was in bed, but I was actually sitting out back of her house, begging her brother to get over himself and let us be happy. After spending the better part of the day pouting, he was in a calmer mood. I was still a little apprehensive until I saw him walking in the church with Miranda. He had finally come to terms with everything, well the best that Conner could do at least.
I would have liked to take both of her hands into mine, but with Izzy in my arms, I was only able to hold one. I tried to look up into her eyes, but I felt the burning in my eyes and knew the tears were coming. I stroked Miranda’s fingers and took deep breaths. For some reason I felt like we weren’t married yet, like this was the real thing.
“Mommy no cwy.” Izzy reached over and tried to wipe her mother’s face. We both started laughing.
I clenched my jaw and looked at Miranda. Her smile was so perfect. I mouthed the words ‘I love you’ while the reverend was speaking. I honestly have no idea what he was saying. I was too captivated by my wife. Never in my life had I wanted to fall to the ground and cry, but the more I stood there in front of everyone that we loved, the more in awe I became.
Our ceremony wasn’t like a normal wedding. Since we were already married we only had to repeat our promises. We already had our rings on our fingers. I don’t know what came over me, but right before he was about to declare us, I interrupted him by turning to face our family. “I just need to say something real quick.”
I whispered to Izzy. “Can you stand up for a second? Daddy will buy you fries.”
Yes, I had to bribe her…It was necessary.
“I know everyone is here to see me and Miranda promise ourselves to each other again, but I think there is someone else who is just as important.” I let Izzy down, got on my knees and grabbed both of her hands into mine. She was swinging her body back and forth, giving me a huge smile. Tears were rolling down my eyes so fast that I couldn’t even see. I could hear Miranda sniffling and knew she was a wreck. I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths again. “Isabella Mitchell, I promise to love you and cherish you. I will protect you and never ever leave you. I promise to be the best Daddy that any little girl has ever had.” I could barely speak. “Daddy loves you so much Izzy. Can I have a kiss?”
She leaned in and kissed me. I hugged her close to my body until I felt like I could stand up and face Miranda. I held on to one of Izzy’s hands and grabbed Miranda’s as I came to face her. She was crying so hard that I had to pull her against my chest. The poor reverend was just standing back behind us. Finally, when it was obvious she couldn’t calm down he took over.
“I now repronounce you Mr. and Mrs. and little Miss Mitchell. Whenever they are ready, they can kiss.”
I started laughing and looked out at our family. I don’t think there was a dry eye in the room. Including Brina, which I didn’t invite, but Miranda insisted on being nice.
I turned to Miranda who was still a big ole mess. “Can I please have my kiss now?”
Her lips met mine immediately. Every time we pulled away we just kept coming back for one more kiss. “I love you so much baby.”
“I love you too.”
Colt put his hand on my shoulder and then pulled me into a hug. Surprisingly, Izzy got down and started running around. Everyone came up to us at once and there was just a huge crowd of our family standing around us.
My aunt had some restaurant drop off a shit load of food for all of us, so we just all stood around hanging out. It was actually pretty cool that we were all sort of already family. There were no introductions needed. Colt got us some music going and everyone seemed so happy.
Izzy clung to my leg and I was walking while dragging her around. She didn’t understand that daddy had metal in his leg. It was nothing that some Tylenol and a few beers couldn’t fix.
I was so happy to see my parents there. Miranda pulled us over toward them and when Izzy saw my mom, she went running. “I can’t believe you guys are here.”
“Miranda wanted to surprise you,” my father answered.
I turned to look at my wife who had a big smile across her face. “Surprise!”
She kissed me and never stopped smiling. I know because I could feel her teeth touching my lips. “You are fucking perfect,” I whispered in her ear.
“So are you.”
It was funny. I think we gave everyone hugs and kisses while still holding each other’s hands. I couldn’t let go of her.
Van came running toward us. “Picture time! We need pictures.”
For the next thirty minutes Van had Brina taking every possible wedding pose known in the history of wedding poses. I could tell that she had studied the magazines until they fell apart in her hands.
Soon after the pictures, I started to realize that mine and Miranda’s night was turning into a dress rehearsal for Van. She was running around, ordering us to cut cakes and open cards and finally dance.
When the music started and I had Miranda in my arms, I stopped letting Van and her little bossy self bother me. I was captivated by the most spectacular sight in the entire world. I stroked her cheek. “You are the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my life.”
She giggled. “I bet you tell that to all of your wives.”
“I hate to break this to you but you are the only one.”I reached down and kissed Miranda softly on the lips and talked while I continued to kiss her. “There. Will. Never. Be. Anyone.But.You.”
“What you said to Bella was the single most beautiful thing I have ever heard in my entire life. I don’t know how you got through it. It was so perfect Ty. I don’t know where I would be if you weren’t in the car that day. I have wondered that every single day since she was born.”
I ran my hands up and down her back, finally leaving them on each of her ass cheeks. I pulled her closer into my embraced as we swayed around to the music. Other people were dancing, but Miranda and I were in our own little bubble. “I can’t even imagine my life without you both. Fate has to be real Miranda. I wasn’t even supposed to be in Kentucky. I will never forget being in the back of that car, holding you on my lap and watching Izzy taking her first breath. From the moment I saw her, I fell in love. I remember chasing after the ambulance. I felt like I had to be there with you.”
“Aren’t you glad you were?”
“It was one of the happiest days of my life. I think about it every time I look at her. When she lays with me I look at her skin and her little fingers and how fragile she was when she first came home from the hospital. I remember the first time she smiled at me. It was so awesome.”
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sp; Miranda started laughing. “I think I know when your most favorite memory was.”
I chuckled. “Yeah. The day she called me daddy. My heart just melted hearing that. It still does. Miranda, I don’t care how many children we have, she will always be blood to me. Nothing will ever change that. She is mine in every single way. If you find some rich man and end up leaving me, I will still never stop being her father. I would rather die than live without either of you, but I couldn’t bear to not be her daddy.”
“How could I ever find anyone else that makes me fall in love with them every single day like you do?”
I looked around at everyone having a good time. It was basically just a party with everyone dressed up. “Did you ever in a million years think this would be happening to us?”
“No.” She laughed.
“Do you regret rushing into it all? I think that is what everyone is so mad about. They think that people like you and I can’t be tamed.”
“I don’t regret anything Ty. I feel like we were always supposed to be together. My daddy would have been proud of the man I love. As far as everyone else, well, screw what they think.”
Her smile did things to me. I couldn’t help but slowly press my lips to hers again. Her tongue brushed against my lips and as I pulled away I saw that look in her eyes. I pulled her back into another kiss and this time I found her tongue and stroked it against mine. I closed my eyes and imagined we were back at home and alone.
“As much as I love our family, I can’t wait to get home and get that addition done so we can sleep naked every night.”
“You know your daughter is still going to climb into our bed every night. I hardly believe you would tell her no.”
I laughed against her mouth. “Your right, well she can’t come in every night. We need to make more babies. I want Colt to have to explain how he is related to our kids over and over again.”
Miranda wrapped her arms around my neck and busted out laughing. “You are so sick.”
“Seriously though, I do want more kids. Not right away but in a couple of years. We shouldn’t wait too long because I don’t want Izzy to be that much older than her little brothers or sisters.”
We were distracted by Conner dancing around with Izzy. He had her in his arms. The more he swung her around the faster she laughed. It was nice he finally calmed down. It wasn’t like I hadn’t proved myself time and time again to him. All along I had been protective of her.
“So how many kids are we having, because this body won’t look the same for long?”
“We could be like that family on television that has twenty kids. That would be awesome. They could do a background story on us and how we are related.”
She buried her head into my chest and started snorting she was laughing so hard. “I don’t think my vagina can handle that babe.”
“Fine we can start with one, but I have seen you pregnant and your sexy as shit. I might need to see you like that more than once.” I spun her around and pulled her back into me. “You called me babe and said vagina in the same sentence. I am so turned on right now.”
“Daddy! Mommy! Up!” Obviously Izzy was done her dance with her uncle.
There was only one thing that could stop me from kissing my wife and it was Izzy. We pulled her up into our arms and danced with her between us.
“Guess we will have to continue that later tonight.” I acted disappointed, but I really wasn’t. I was used to Izzy coming before our sex life. Miranda always made up for it by being the little seductress she was. I think having to wait sometimes made it even better.
“Don’t make me wait too long. These crotchless panties aren’t that comfortable.”
Oh Shit!
I buried my head into her neck. “You are killing me here.”
“I only did what you said. Do I need to show you the message?”
“No. I clearly remember it.”
She giggled. “There is like nothing there. Even I got turned on looking at them.” Her eyes intently sent me a message I was very familiar with.
“Don’t give me that look. You know I can’t resist it. You look so damn beautiful right now, it’s killing me. Did you have to buy the one dress that would result in me staring at your tits all day?” I licked my lips just thinking about how hot she looked under that dress.
Miranda started laughing. “ The first thing I thought about was how much you would love this dress because of how my tits looked. And just so you know, I bought red ones.”
She backed away just enough that I could take her in. I knew she was talking about her damn panties. “Can I get a peek?” I pulled her back into my one handed dance.
“Nope. You have to wait to remove them. Be a good boy and try not to think about it,” she teased.
“You will be the death of me.”
If there were a picture that represented the word perfect, it was our life. There was no telling what we had in store for us, but whatever it was, we were going to do it together. I had my girls and that was all I needed to be happy at the end of the day. It was amazing how one little miracle had changed every aspect of my life, but it was true. That little girl was a gift from God. Miranda likes to think it was her father sending her happiness from heaven. If it was him, I would like to thank him because I couldn’t imagine spending one single day without them.
Of course it didn’t hurt that I had the sexiest, freakiest, most beautiful woman on the entire planet. Some people might say that I did all of this because of the child. If they spent five minutes with me and Miranda they would change their minds. She was my obsession; the one person in the world that could satisfy me completely. Sometimes you have to go through Hell before you can find Heaven.
I had no idea what kind of life was in store for us, but I was willing to work my ass off to make sure it was the best it could be.
End of Book Two………
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