Accidental Knight: A Marriage Mistake Romance(113)

“In case you’d forgotten, I’m wearing this getup for you, dear brother, and for Bella, the best sister ever.” She pushes the fluffy, wide skirt out of the way as she closes the door. “Guess I’m glad it’s pink. Because if Molly had picked out puke-green, I’d be wearing it.”

I stand up. “I know you would, Ang, and I appreciate it.”

“You’d better. I’m so happy for you, Drake. I truly, truly am.” She shakes her head then and presses her hands to her cheeks. “I’m not going to cry. I’m not. But I love the life you have now. You deserve every last bit of it.”

I walk over and give her a hug. “You’re welcome to move here. Live with us till you find a place of your own.”

She nods. “I know. The kids would love that. But I’m just not sure I’m ready to give up Dad’s old place yet.”

“Don’t give it up. Rent it out. It’ll always be there if you want to go back to Kinsleyville.” I touch her nose. “You have to do what’s best for you sometimes. Whatever the hell you want.”

“Don’t tell me that came from you? That’s what Bella always says.”

“She knows,” I say, smiling at the name of the wise, wise woman I’m about to marry. “Knows it better than all of us.”

She shakes her head again. “I know. And I just came up to tell you that Sheriff Wallace is here. Pictures are about to start.”

I grin. “Is he wearing his uniform?”

“Nope. I think your motherin-law threatened him with some seriously criminal conduct if he did.”

From the moment I asked him to be my best man, Rodney has insisted we wear our uniforms instead of tuxedos. Once Gary took over the founder’s seat at the Oil company, I resigned, and went to work for the sheriff’s department. They needed an extra man part-time.

I love it, even if he gets up my ass sometimes just as much as any decent boss.

The force is good for a part-time gig. I get to put my military training to good use, and it also keeps me on the inside of the Briar trials.

They’re still fighting all the charges, but it’s hopeless. They’ll never get off.

North Earhart Oil had a whole team of lawyers that are representing everyone from Bella to Edison, and every minor thing in between. The other thug that was arrested with Avery’s decoy flipped on them long ago. The list of crimes he’s connected Avery to seems never-ending.

I loop an arm around Angie’s shoulders. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

A show is exactly what it is.

Molly’s show, and she loves every hot second. Bella and I are her stars, but we don’t mind because with Molly taking care of all the details, we can just focus on each other.

She’s more than stunning in a floor-length white dress that makes her look like a princess, and when she looks at me, with those eyes shining bright and clear and lively green, I feel ten feet tall.

Pride fills me as I claim my woman in front of all our friends and family. There’s no lack in laughter and fun as we celebrate our union after the ceremony with food, drinks, and dancing aplenty.

At sundown, after I’ve spent what feels like forever at Bella’s side while she chattermouths away with her old friend, Alexa, Molly comes over and asks if we’re ready.

Bella nods.

Confused, I ask, “Ready for what?”

“Your departure,” Molly says. “What else?”

“Departure where?” I ask Bella. We never made plans to take a trip, just talked doing it next year.

She leads me off the dance floor, flashing a grin back over her shoulder. “You’ll see.”

Edison stands outside of the big, white tent.

He has a wreath of roses around his neck, and I pinch my lips together at the look he gives me, shaking my head.

Poor bastard. He’s damn near as overdressed as me.

I give him a pat on the rump, fully able to relate.

It’s not all bad, though.

Beside him, there’s another horse. A big mare Bella bought several weeks ago.

Edna, our saddle.

“Up you go,” Molly says.

Still able and willing, I swing into the saddle, and then make room for Bella to sit on my lap when Molly slides a short set of steps beside Edna.

Bella climbs the steps and then turns, sitting down on my lap with both legs hanging over one side of the horse.

Scooting back as much as I can, I ask, “Got enough room?”

“Plenty!” She takes the reins. “It’s not far.”

Then she nods to Edison. “Lead the way, bud. Let’s go.”

We’re pelted with bird seed as we follow Edison around the tent and then into the field. Now, I’m curious.

“Just where exactly are we going?” I ask.

“The cabin,” she answers, wiggling her perfect little ass against me. “There are too many guests for us to have any privacy tonight.”

Shit. She really has thought of everything.

Still, I’m surprised. “My old place? There wasn’t much to it.”

“Oh, you’ll see. Patience, hubby.”

My cock stiffens. I kiss the side of her neck and run my hand down her neckline, pausing on those lush tits. “Good idea.”

She leans against me, arching her back to show how much she likes my hands there. “Told ya. Details, details.”