Seeking Me To Find You (Finding You Series Book 1)

by Mychals, Anna

  Sitting up straight, she screams, “Holy crap! My dads!”

  Grace’s look and tone makes me laugh.

  “The day we went to court, I took them out to lunch afterwards. I explained to them that I was madly in love with you and that I was going to do everything in my power to win your heart back. Both dads were in agreement that they would give me their blessing if I would promise to always put you above all else. And today, I can promise that you and our children will be my first priority. I will love you unconditionally. I’m not saying I won’t screw up now and then, but always know that I love you more than life itself.”

  Epilogue

  Ben

  “I’m not walking up the aisle with a dude.”

  “Come on Ben, Nate is her best man and you’re mine,” Jackson tries to explain.

  Tonight is the anti-climatic rehearsal dinner, or so I thought. Miss Priss Pot wedding planner said that once Jackson and Grace make their way out of the church, I’m supposed to walk up the aisle with Grace’s pansy ass best man, Nate. Who gives a shit that he is a big rock star. Not me! And who agrees to be a woman’s best man? A pansy ass, that’s who.

  “Jackson, I will walk in front of him or behind him, not beside him.”

  “Please Ben,” Jackson begs.

  I turn my back to walk away when Miss Bridezilla taps me on the shoulder.

  “Ben, you will walk your ass up the aisle with Nate or I’ll make you walk with the ring bearer and flower girl,” she snaps.

  “Who are they?” I ask.

  “The ring bearer is Thor and the flower girl is my cousin’s little girl sitting over there.”

  I can deal with Thor but the flower girl? She’s picking her nose and eating the treasures she has found. “How’s she going to walk, she’s not even a year old?”

  “I was going to have Rory carry Lilly and I was going to have Thor follow you and Nate down the aisle,” Grace says smugly. “But now, how about I decorate a wagon and you can pull Thor and Lilly down then back up the aisle?”

  “That’s insanely ridiculous,” I snap back.

  “Let me tell you something Benjamin, you will walk up the aisle with Nate or I’ll just mace your ass. How ‘bout them apples?”

  Standing before me is this five foot two evil trapped in an angel’s body ready and willing to mace my ass.

  “And I know what you’re thinking. I will mace your ass then make you walk down the aisle with Nate because you will not be able to see. So make your decision now because I’ll have to get it out of my luggage. Who knew I might need it at my wedding.”

  “I would just do as she says because she will follow through with her threat.” I look over my shoulder in time to see her smokin’ hot bridesmaid with a nice ass, Rory, sauntering by.

  Damn!

  About Anna Mychals

  I gained the title of author when I was in middle school where I won an award for my book, “Nantahala, Here We Come.” Due to life getting in the way, I put my passion for writing on the back burner. About nine months ago, a dear friend shared a secret that inspired me to start writing again.

  Currently I live in Fredericksburg, Virginia, with my wonderful husband of eighteen years and my two active teenagers. Completing our family are two dogs, Scout and Ryder, and a leopard gecko named Godzilla. They keep my life interesting but I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

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