Straight After the Bend
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‘Sorry Jessica,’ Bea said again, knowing she was going red.
‘Too late to be the blushing bride. Let’s see what I’ve got.’ Jessica touched Bea’s shoulder and unzipped the bag.
Bea’s mouth dropped open.
‘It’s the dress,’ she said, looking at Jessica and then back again at the garment. ‘The one I tried on in the shop.’
‘I know. I called Mylo and told him that there was something I thought you might like. He told me to buy it and the shoes, which you thought were shockingly expensive.’
‘He did?’
‘He certainly did.’
‘Mylo knew for weeks I wasn’t going to wear the sari?’
‘After I saw you, I couldn’t let that happen.’ Jessica started to laugh. ‘I wanted to make sure you had options. Go and get dressed, and make my son the luckiest man alive.’
‘I think, right now,’ she replied, feeling her fanny throb from the quickie. ‘I’m the luckiest woman.’
‘You look beautiful.’
Her father sighed as she stepped out in her dress and shawl, holding her small bouquet of white roses. ‘Simply beautiful.’
Bea smiled at her father in a new suit, not Indian, wearing a smart tie. He seemed genuinely happy.
‘Thank you,’ she replied, standing by the white Rolls Royce. ‘I wouldn’t have minded if you wore a dress.’
‘Beatrice,’ he said, scowling in return. ‘That’s between you and I.’ Then her father smiled. ‘I don’t want you to be embarrassed by me.’
‘Oh Lord! As long as you stop singing and dancing down the road, I’ll even lend you some more suitable clothes.’
‘I’ll try,’ he said, laughing as she carefully got into the car.
‘I really appreciate you doing this,’ she replied, fastening the seat belt and feeling her dad hold her hand.
‘You’re my only child. Of course I want you to do this.’
Fit to burst with happiness, she looked out the window, seeing the neighbours peer in. All she could think about was the wedding and being Mrs Kearney.
Bea let out a happy sigh then looked over at her father, who was deep in thought.
They sat in silent contemplation until arriving at the hotel. He turned and kissed her hand.
‘Here we go,’ he said, getting out of the car and going to the other side, as the chauffeur opened the door.
Jessica was standing with Kayden, obviously on lookout duty. The little boy waved and ran back in as his grandmother smiled and followed. Erio stood at the door, breaking into a wide grin.
‘You look the business, Beatrice,’ he said, kissing her cheek. ‘And we’ve made a few changes based on Mylo and your daddy’s instructions.’ Her father shrugged. ‘The Indian ceremony has been removed. Isn’t that right Bernie?’
‘I thought that it was your day and decided the sari was an omen,’ her father said, sincerely. ‘And this dress is far nicer. I thought I might as well give you a happy day.’
‘They’re sorting out the paperwork and when Mylo’s finished, we can begin,’ said Erio, looking over his shoulder. ‘Here she is!’
Anne-Marie rushed out and hugged Bea before letting out a massive sigh.
‘You look amazing,’ she said, getting tearful. ‘And your man looks hot!’
‘I agree,’ whispered Erio. ‘Really very hot.’
‘Okay, well, I’m pleased you like her choice of groom but why don’t we get on with it. I’m looking forward to the ceremony.’ Bernie cleared his throat. ‘And I want this to run to schedule.’
They were put in their places and Bea smiled at how gorgeous the room looked, with twinkling lights and balloons. It reminded her of the night they first made love back in December.
‘And you’re sure about Mylo?’ her father asked. ‘Totally sure.’
The music to Elvis Presley’s ‘Love me Tender’ started and she smiled.
It was perfect.
Because she was feeling loved for the first time in years.
‘Before you say another thing,’ she whispered, standing up straight. ‘I know you love me. I know you don’t want to let go. I’m not making a mistake. I love him daddy with all my heart. And you know what? Maybe this is the sort of man I am supposed to marry. A man who isn’t run of the mill and has a kink.’ Bea laughed. ‘Like going straight after the bend.’
‘You may be right,’ her father said, nodding in appreciation of her comments as they strolled down the aisle.
All the aunts, uncles and cousins were looking proudly on and she smiled at her friends and colleagues. Chloe caught her eye and grinned. She was dressed in a pretty frock, standing with her mother and Bruno on her other side.
Never had she seen the child look so happy.
Kayden poked his head around Mylo and waved at her so she waved back.
‘You know, I’ve never told you but once I got close to a man,’ her father whispered, making her do a double take.
‘You’re telling me this now? Can’t we keep it for later, daddy?’
‘You see, we became intimate and a little physical. I can understand why Mylo felt the attraction.’
‘After everything you said!’ she hissed, trying not to laugh. ‘You are a little hypocrite.’
‘We touched and it got heated.’ Then he let out a sigh. ‘And I enjoyed it when he touched the rim of my anus before putting a finger in. It was most pleasurable. Your mother used to do the same.’
‘Fucking hell!’ Bea gasped, trying to steady herself and not trip up. ‘You really pick your moments.’
‘As a father to daughter talk, maybe if you do the same to Mylo on your wedding night, you might bring him some pleasure.’
She laughed, shaking her head, as they got closer.
Then she felt her mum, as if it she was standing on her other side.
‘Thank you for coming, mummy,’ she whispered as her father glanced at her.
Her eyes met Mylo’s and that’s all she needed to know.
As she stood next to him and saw the beaming smile she loved so much before his infectious giggle broke out, there was no doubting it.
He loved her.
It was all that mattered.
‘You look beautiful!’ he said, grabbing her hand and sighing. ‘Simply gorgeous.’
‘So do you.’
Her heart was pounding fast as she quickly glanced back at the onlookers.
Bea then stepped closer, examining his face and she felt complete.
This was the right decision, to marry the man who had brought happiness back into her life.
‘There’s straight after the bend,’ Bea whispered watching his eyes widen. ‘And then there’s love.’
Everything felt good.
Including her heart, head, dodgy leg and her would-be husband’s previous choice of partner.
Whatever curve or wobble was waiting for her in the future, Bea was ready for it, because she was going straight after the bend.
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