209 Wedding Lane

by Darling, Lucy

  “Oh, I can introduce him to some girls.” She tries to dart off to do it right now, but I don’t let her go.

  “He’s got to find her himself.”

  “Fine,” she huffs. I know she wants my family to like her. It would make things easier, but at the end of the day I don’t give a fuck what they think of my Willow. She is going to be a Carver sooner rather than later. Nothing will stand in the way of that.

  Over the past month she’s been talking about having kids. I asked her if she wanted to get checked out by the doctor to see if it was possible, but she said no. I think she’s scared to hear that news. It doesn't matter. I’ve already got the paperwork going for adoption.

  There is just one thing I have yet to do. It’s been driving me insane. I don’t know why, but I picked today to ask her to marry me here at the fundraiser event. I’ve had this ring for over three weeks now, and I want it on her finger.

  I’d even gone out and talked to Willow’s parents. It’s been nice getting to know them. I know they were overprotective when it came to Willow, but I couldn’t fault them for that. They came out here for dinner a few weeks ago, and Willow and I went to Syn City once and spent the night. They have pulled back a lot of their overbearing ways. Willow is getting close to them again. They are just worried parents. I get it. I have to stop myself from wanting to wrap her in bubble wrap too.

  “Where are we going?” she asks as I lead her over to the Ferris wheel.

  “I want to enjoy the fair with you.” She leans into me more. “The fireworks are about to go off. I’m making sure you get the best seat in the house.”

  “Always looking out for me.” She has no idea. I’ll look out for her even past my own life. I’ve put so many things into play so she’ll never have to worry about anything if I can help it.

  When we get to the Ferris wheel, Gage opens the small door for us to step up and take our seats. I lock it in place. Willow is looking all around.

  “Why are we the only ones on it?”

  “Privacy.” I kiss her on the neck. The flowy dress she’s been wearing all day has been driving me nuts.

  “We can’t have sex on a Ferris wheel.” She wiggles back and forth, showing me how it rocks. “Maybe a blow job.” She makes the motion of jacking off as the Ferris wheel starts to move. “Nope. That won’t work either.” I’m trying not to laugh. I love that she is trying to think of what dirty thing we can do on the Ferris wheel together.

  “I could play with your pussy. Get you off, which we all know is my favorite thing to do.”

  “Lennon!” She smacks my chest. “I guess it is a good thing you got us privacy with that mouth of yours. I bet no one in this world but me knows how filthy it is.” She is blushing like always.

  “This mouth belongs to you, baby.”

  “Damn right it does,” she says smugly, lifting her chin. Fuck she’s adorable. The Ferris wheel comes to a stop with us at the top. Lights start to flash, alerting everyone the fireworks are about to start. “So excited.” She wiggles in her seat, making us rock. “This is like the grand finale.”

  The first one goes off a few seconds later. The night sky fills with bright colors. “Holy crap. How are they doing this?”

  “Drones.” It was an idea that hatched when I was figuring out how to ask her to marry me.

  “It’s amazing.” She rests her head on my shoulder, watching the rest of the show. She lets out a gasp when the last one fires off.

  WILL YOU MARRY ME AGAIN lights up the sky. She lifts her head. “Lennon.” She whispers my name, her eyes never leaving the words written out in the sky. I pull the ring out of my pocket. It’s an emerald-cut diamond. I asked them to make it as big as they could without it being ridiculous.

  It wasn't about the money. I wanted other fuckers to be able to see the ring from the moon if need be. There also might be a tracker inside. She already knows there is one on the necklace she has on now. I might have lost my Willow for a few moments that night, but that shit will never happen again.

  “Give me your hand, baby.” She finally turns to face me. Her hand lifts, and I slide the ring onto her finger.

  “Of course I’ll marry you! I love you.”

  “I love you too.” Tears slip down her cheeks, but she has the biggest smile on her face. That’s my Willow. She is always smiling and lighting up a room. I’m damn lucky no one wifed her already before I found her. She’s mine. Fate knew that, and I’ll never let her go.

  Epilogue

  Willow

  I don’t know how Lennon pulled this off, but he did. We’ve somehow managed to get this all together in a week. Yes, a freaking week! When you’re as wealthy as Lennon, anything is possible. It doesn't hurt that everyone wanted to chip in and help.

  It’s one of the perks of living in a small town. Lennon also had a ton of people who wanted to help. I think that comes from all the years of him doing things for others. We had to start turning people away.

  We are having the wedding at Cedar Spring Lodge. I was blown away with all that we did in a short time. Even the inside of the resort is decorated in my wedding colors. I picked the same bluish grey as Lennon’s eyes and a cranberry red. There wasn't a surface inside or out that wasn't covered in flowers. The whole place smells amazing.

  A soft tap sounds at the door. All the girls stop talking. Gabriella rushes over to the door, standing in front of it and blocking the way. We all know who is behind that door. The only person it could be is one of the girls’ husbands or mine. No one else would manage to get past security. There is also no reason for one of the husbands to show up. They should be downstairs getting ready. The wedding is starting soon.

  “I think she might be faster than me,” Glory laughs, picking up a piece of cheese from one of the food trays that was brought in for us to eat while we all got ready in my suite. A suite that my soon-to-be husband didn't get to share with me. Nope. I slept between Gabby and Glory. Amethyst’s man kidnapped her at some point, but she showed up bright and early today.

  “Baby,” Lennon says through the door. My heart melts.

  “I’m coming.” I rush over to the door, but Gabriella doesn't move from her spot in front of it.

  “It’s bad luck to see him before the wedding,” Amethyst reminds me for the millionth time. She really has no room to talk.

  “Is your marriage bad, Amethyst?” I lift a brow at her.

  “No, it’s wonderful. Perfect really,” she blurts out before she realizes I tricked her.

  “Besides, we’re already married.” Glory opens her mouth, but I cut her off. ‘Maybe not in the eyes of the law or whatever, but to us we are.”

  “I was going to agree with you.” Glory stands from her chair. “Let’s go, girl. We’ll give you five.” Gabriella steps aside so that I can open the door. Amethyst’s fancy camera flashes from behind me, catching Lennon’s expression.

  “So you like?” I tease. He grabs me, lifting me off my feet.

  “I just did that makeup!” Amethyst shouts after they are all out of the room. Lennon turns with me in his arms, and I click the lock just to be safe.

  “How do you get more beautiful every time I see you?”

  “You don’t look too bad yourself.” My man looks damn hot in a suit. He sets me down on my feet before dropping to his knees in front of me.

  “I didn't feel a panty line.” He growls as he lifts my dress. My gown is light and soft with a floral embroidered bodice. It has a plunging neckline and sheer back. My favorite part is its voluminous tiered skirt.

  “Am I supposed to be wearing them?” He jerks his head up, his eyes meeting mine.

  “If you want to get through this wedding you’ll wear them or it will be all I think about, and we’ll be ditching our own reception.”

  I let out a laugh, but I know he’s not joking. “I’ll put underwear on but I’m drawing the line at a bra.” The top of my dress is fitted enough that I don't need one. He lifts up my skirt, and I know what’s coming. My mind f
lashes back to when he pinned me by the front door after he’d seen my outfit.

  Before I can say anything else, his mouth is on me. He doesn’t stop until I come. He goes for his pants next, getting his cock out in record time. He reaches for me, pinning me to the wall as he thrusts all the way inside of me. This time there is no need to hold back. My body is ready for him.

  I moan as he thrusts in and out of me. It’s not slow and sweet. It's full of passion and the need we have for each other. My orgasm hits me hard. I cry out his name, which he quickly muffles with his hand. His warm release spills inside of me. The groans he makes in my ear trigger another small orgasm.

  “You always want more.” He kisses my neck.

  “When it comes to you I do.”

  He lifts his head and kisses me. “Are you ready for this?”

  “I’ve been ready for years now.” I run my finger down his jaw.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” I tell him. Lennon came into my life when I needed him most. A part of me believes he’s the reason I pushed on. Each path I took in life was leading me to him.

  Fate had a plan for us. It not only sent me my husband but a guardian angel too.

  Epilogue

  Lennon

  “Baby.” I slip into the bed on my side. Willow is facing away from me. I scoot over, wrapping her in my arms. The smell of bacon is going to wake her or my hand. I dip my hand under the silky sleep dress. She loves them. They are driving me insane.

  I thought the dresses were short when she got them, but who was going to see them besides me? I told her that she better not answer the door like that. I’d never given much thought to how it would affect me. The more our baby grew inside of her, the shorter the dresses got. I’m walking around our home hard all the damn time.

  She lets out a sigh when my hand gets to her pussy. I grab her leg and pull it over onto me, opening her more for me.

  “Lennon.” She moans when I push one finger into her and then another. She wiggles, trying to shift.

  “I’ve got you, baby.” She shakes her head no. She shifts again, causing my fingers to leave her pussy. She sits up, tossing her nightdress away, leaving her naked. “What are you doing?” She goes for my cock. I grab her hand to stop her.

  She’s due anytime now. The doctor said sex was okay, but I am still uneasy. There are other ways to get off, and I’m more than willing to keep my face between her thighs until it’s time.

  “Are you telling me no?” Damn. She’s not fucking playing.

  “That’s not fair,” I say as I release her hand. She pulls my cock out. I help her get my boxer briefs off, kicking them away.

  “All's fair in love.” She slips on top of me, rising up on her knees. “Put me in.” I reach between her giving her what she wants. Who am I kidding? I’ve been dying for it. I didn't make it three minutes. In my defense, my wife is breathtaking, and now that she’s pregnant I swear she's glowing.

  She slowly lowers herself down on me. I groan, gripping the sheets into my fists.

  “Why would you keep this from me?” she asks as she starts to move faster.

  “I have no fucking clue.” I can’t think when I’m inside of her. My eyes are everywhere.

  She’s a damn goddess from her tits to her pussy. Then there is her belly. It lets the world know she belongs to me. That I came deep inside of her and filled her with a baby. It’s a barbaric thought, but I can't stop myself from having it. Her hands fall to my chest, her nails digging in. I know she’s close. Her pussy is clenching over and over around my cock.

  I release my hands from the sheets when my balls draw up tight. Little moans come from her as she moves up and down. Her tits are right in front of me. I'm having an inner battle with myself if I want to watch her tits bounce or watch my cock disappear inside of her.

  My hand cups one of her tits, the other going for her clit. I’m not going to last much longer, and I want her coming with me. She moans my name as her pussy clamps down around me. I groan as her tight pussy sucks me dry.

  I sit up before kissing her deeply. My other hand goes to her stomach, rubbing her there. “I’m fine,” she says, nipping my bottom lip. “But I’m hungry.”

  “Already made you breakfast.”

  “I love you,” she says as I help her off my lap, my cock slipping free.

  “I’m going to clean up. Get my breakfast ready for me.” I watch her ass as she wobbles toward the bathroom. I grab a pair of pants, pulling them on as I head toward the kitchen. My phone is going off on the counter.

  My heart drops when I see the number on the screen. There is only one reason Gina would be calling me.

  “Hello?” I answer.

  “It’s time.” It’s happening. “There is a small problem, though.”

  “It doesn't matter.” Willow comes strolling into the kitchen. She picks up a piece of bacon, taking a bite. Her hand goes to her stomach, her face scrunching for a moment. Then it passes. “If the baby has health problems we’ll deal with it.” Willow’s face lights up, and she nods quickly in agreement.

  “They are perfectly healthy, and the mom picked you two as her choice.”

  “They?” I repeat. Willow’s eyes grow big.

  “Yes, they. Two little boys,” she confirms.

  Willow rubs her stomach. “You’re going to have big brothers to look out for you,” she tells our daughter.

  “How quick can you get to Syn City Hospital?” Gina asks.

  “Thirty minutes.”

  “See you then.” Gina ends the call. Willow and I stare at each other for a long moment.

  “It’s happening.” Willow does a small dance, a giant smile taking over her face. She stops suddenly. “Don’t freak out, but I think I’m in labor. But the contractions are far apart.”

  “Good thing we’re headed to the hospital either way.” I wrap my arms around her, holding her close.

  “We’re going to come back here with three babies,” she says. I didn't know my heart could be any fuller than it already was. We’d gone from thinking Willow couldn't get pregnant to now having three babies. Fate. All these babies are meant to be ours. The mom picked us for a reason.

  “We can handle it.” She nods in agreement. “And we can always get help. One of the great things about Cherry Falls is that someone is always willing to lend a hand.”

  “We got this.” She lifts her head, and her eyes meet mine. So much trust there.

  “We do,” I agree. Together we’re unstoppable. We dreamed of a family together and now we’re going to have it. I told Willow long ago I’d make all her dreams come true no matter how big or small.

  Fate brought us together. Our love makes us unbreakable.

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  Summary

  A business transaction. One that will keep the beautiful Kennedy in my bed. That’s all this is. I’ve never been the marrying type until she walked into my life. In that moment I knew I wanted her for myself. That I’d do anything and everything to have her. Even if that included putting a ring on her and making her mine. Forever.

  Lucky for me her father needs my help to save his business. I’ll give him the money he needs... but my help comes at a price. One that he’s all too happy to pay.

  I always get what I want, and after seeing Kennedy, I know that I want her forever. This was supposed to be a simple business deal. Nothing more. That is until I get closer to her. Learn her. Taste her. Find out more and more until I realize I am falling in love with my soon to be wife. Now all I have to do is make her fall for me too.

  Her love is the only thing I can’t buy. I could own every other
part of her, but only she can give me her heart.

  Chapter 1

  Gerrit

  “Do you know what you’re doing?” I look up from my cell phone to my lawyer. I fight the urge to lash out at him for questioning my decision. It’s something I’m not familiar with. I take a breath knowing I’m more on edge than normal. This is what I pay him for, after all. I just need him to do his job.

  “I know what I’m doing.” I go back to scrolling through my emails as we make our way across town toward the Cole house. I am formally going to meet my bride tonight. The clock has begun the countdown to when she will officially be mine. Finally. The wait has been unbearable.

  “You’ve never once mentioned you wanted to get married. In fact, when I got married you told me to make sure I had an ironclad prenup.” He holds up my prenup in his hands. “This is not an ironclad prenup.” It’s also none of his damn business.

  “It is for the first year.” I pull at the collar of my dress shirt. I am still wondering if I should revise that detail. I guess I don’t have to make any decisions tonight. I have a week before we walk down the aisle.

  I was already a bastard. I’d pushed for this marriage. I’d made a deal with her father. I wanted her to be mine, but I also wanted her to not have to worry. That’s what the prenup was going to do. It would give her security in a situation that is out of her control. But now I wonder if I’ve given her an out. A reason to leave me. I can’t have that.

  “Yeah, but then what happens after the first year? She will have millions of reasons to leave you then.” He holds up the papers. He’s right, but that wasn't my only plan to get my hooks into sweet Kennedy.