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| dance with Molly, allowing the music to wash over me. | have a bit of pain in my back, but it doesn't really matter when | am so freaking happy.
My dress swooshes around me as we scream the lyrics to Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift at the top of our lungs. Ava, who is heavily pregnant, joins us. | laugh because she thinks she's dancing, but she's not. | don't even know what to call what she's doing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| can count the few times when | have been my happiest.
One is when | passed my bar exam; the second is when Gunner called me mom for the first time in a long time; and the third is today. On my wedding day.
You heard that right. I've just gotten married, and | couldn't have been happier.
Remember the cute lawyer | told Ava about on Jame's birthday? Well, he never gave up, no matter how many times | turned him down. He constantly asked, and by that, I mean he asked almost every day. | got tired of the same
question over and over again, so one day | said yes. It turned out to be the best decision of my life.
| slow down in my pace, my eyes searching for my husband. There he is. Killian Lennox. He jokes about how his name is a mouthful, but | don't mind. | think Emma Lennox has a nice ring to it, don't you? As if feeling my gaze on him, he turns around, his soft obsidian eyes clashing with mine. He is with Rowan, Reaper, Gabriel and Calvin. His lips pull up in a smile before he winks at me. A wink that promises a wild wedding night.
Where do | even begin? | underrated him when | said that he was cute. | just didn't want Ava to continue hounding me about him. Killian is hot and boy does he know it. He is egoistic, bossy and domineering, but he is also really sweet and kind. He kind of reminds me of a big teddy bear.
He is all soft and mushy on the inside.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe proposed four months into dating. | thought that we
were moving too fast, but he asked what the use of waiting was when he already knew that | was the one for him. | swear | melted right there and then. I'd already fallen for him, but | was scared. Scared of making a mistake. | was afraid that | wasn't enough. That | wasn't built for love.
"Can you stop eye-fucking your husband and just dance with us?" Molly sniggers, wiggling her eyebrows.
"That's hard given it's all | can think about... Have you seen Killian shirtless? That is the kind of chest you spread whipped cream on and lick it off with nothing but your tongue," | tell them, unable to pull my eyes from my sexy- as sin husband.
"At least one of us will be getting some good vitamin dick tonight," Molly grumbles, her hand smoothing down her windblown hair. "For the rest of us, it'll just be us and a soft mattress.” Ava giggles next to us. "Speak for yourself, Molly... in fact, I'm tempted to pull Rowan away for a quickie. These hormones are riding me hard."
"Then do it," | murmur, bringing my focus back to her. "I doubt anyone will notice you're both missing for a few minutes.” "Are you seriously telling me to go have a quickie during your wedding reception?" "Yes. Is there a problem with that? You did it during your wedding, and you weren't secretive about it either." | smirk at her. | bet everybody knew what they had been doing when Ava came back with ruffled hair. Well, maybe not everyone. The kids, for one didn't think anything about it.
"That was my wedding," comes her reply.
"And this is mine. What's your point?" Molly snorts, breaking us from our staring contest. "I can't believe that you are arguing about whether Ava should have sex at your reception.” She then turns to Ava. "If you want to do it, then do it. She's blessed your quickie session, so go and enjoy yourself."
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