Page 93 of My Not So Wicked Boss (My Not So Wicked 3)

To my wife, best mate, lover, and climbing partner.

“It’s beautiful,” I choked out. “Thank you.”

His thumb wiped away a few of my tears. “What have I told you about thanking me for telling the truth?”

I leaned into his hand. “I love that you called me your wife.”

“I hope you don’t mind that I jumped the gun a bit.”

“Not at all.”

“Well . . . what do you Americans say? Let’s get this show on the road.” He kissed my head. “Meet me under the pergola. I’ll be the one standing there undressing you with my eyes.” He strutted away chuckling to himself.

As always, he was true to his word.

On the arm of my father, I walked the rose petal strewn path behind my daughter and my son. Chloe held Henry’s hand while Henry waved to everyone like this was his big day. In the audience, so many faces who had been part of my journey stood out to me. Dane, who was holding his namesake, bouncing him to keep him from fussing. Beside him were Sawyer’s dad and his wife, Bridgette, who was holding baby Shannon. She looked to be in grandma heaven. Frankie, the woman of the hour who had made the most delicious cake and cupcakes for the reception afterward, gave me a little wink.

On the other side of the aisle stood Marlowe and Bobby Jay, who were planning their own wedding. A destination wedding in Hawaii. The pergola was too trite for Marlowe. Next to Marlowe stood Macey, who I think finally figured out what she had in Jaime. They both looked at each other with stars in their eyes.

My mom was prominent on the first row, beaming with pride and waving at her grandchildren. My sister stood next to her. Vanessa thought she was too old to be a bridesmaid. My brother and his wife were there as well. One of the most surprising guests was Miles’s father, Baron Greaves. He was a stately looking man in his tuxedo with tails. His height and silver hair added to his presence. His facial expression bordered on grateful and pensive. I knew he was happy Miles had invited him, but his relationship with his son was an uneasy one filled with layers and layers of intricacies that may never get worked out. But I think they both wanted to try.

Once the path turned, I was hit with the most beautiful sight. Miles, first and foremost, who was undressing me with his eyes. But surrounding him were all our friends who meant so much to us both. Emma, Jenna, Shelby, Molly, Oscar, Sawyer, Ryder, and Brad, who begged us to let him marry us. He’d been dying to have an excuse to get ordained online to perform weddings. Who better, I thought, than my lovable goofball friend? He knew what this day meant more than most people, so it was fitting.

My father, with tears in his eyes, kissed my cheek before placing my hand in Miles’s. Miles tenderly brought me to his side under the pergola covered in pink climbing roses. He gently pressed a kiss to my lips. Our tears mingled with each other’s. “You look divine,” Miles whispered before we faced Brad to become man and wife. And there under the pergola, we climbed another wall and began a new chapter in my favorite love story. A story that began with a not so wicked boss.Deleted SceneComedy Club

“Darling, I wish we were alone,” Miles whispered in my ear before he pressed a kiss to the side of my head.

That zinging feeling whenever his lips touched me was never going to get old. “We promised our friends we would come,” I reminded him quietly. “Besides, Molly and Oscar are leaving in the morning.”

It’s not that I didn’t wish we were alone too, I did—more than anything. But Oscar and Molly, who sat on the other side of Miles, waiting for the acts to begin at High on Laughs were really looking forward to all of us hanging out tonight. Dear Penelope, on the other hand, had jetted off after storming out of the house when we all returned from Chloe’s soccer game. To say Penelope was less than thrilled that Miles offered me a new contract was an understatement. She threw a temper tantrum complete with stomping feet and one good scream when Miles kissed me as soon as we had walked in the house. While I wasn’t sorry to see her go, I did feel sorry for her. Losing Miles would be devastating. I thought for sure I had this morning. I still couldn’t believe this was real. Miles and I were truly going to give this couple thing a try.

Miles groaned. He was doing a terrible job hiding his disappointment in front of his friends. “That was before I finally got my head out of my arse and decided to let you have your way.”

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