Page 11 of Wanting My Stepbrother

“What’s that, baby?”

“We tell our parents beforehand. If they want to come, they can. If they don’t, that’s fine, too. Their choice.”

“Okay, baby. Whatever you want.”

Thirteen

Shelby

I can’t believe we’re getting married today. When we told our parents, they were ecstatic. Apparently, as soon as they got over their initial shock at our relationship, they realized how awesome it would be if their kids were together. No fighting over which family to spend the holidays with, or which grandparents get the grand kids for the weekend. It’s pretty much a win for everyone involved.

I sigh as I look at myself in the mirror, admiring the gorgeous dress I managed to find over the course of the crazy busy last twenty-four hours. Mom comes up behind me, adjusting my veil. “Oh, honey. You look so beautiful,” she says, wiping away a tear.

“Please don’t do that, Mom. If you start crying, I’ll start crying, and I’ll screw my makeup up.”

“Okay, okay. No crying. I’m just so happy for the two of you, honey.”

I smile. “Me, too. These Andrews men are really fast workers, aren’t they?”

She laughs. “They sure are, honey. Now, let’s go get you married!”

I take her hand and walk toward Roman, imagining our lives together. I can’t wait.

Fourteen

Roman

I have to admit, I might have bitten off more than I could chew when I suggested we get married in a day. The last twenty-four hours have been nonstop. We picked out my tux and her dress, and got rings, a license, and an appointment with the minister. I have to say, it’s been hectic, but in the end, it all came together perfectly.

My beautiful girl is walking down the aisle toward me with her mom. Her shimmery white dress is strapless and fitted at the top, pushing her gorgeous tits up toward me. She looks like a princess.So fucking beautiful and so fucking mine.

A few minutes later, Melissa joins our hands together before she sits down. I look down into Shelby’s beautiful elfin face, and thank God that I found this woman. She’s perfect for me in every way.

We say our vows and exchange rings. Shelby looks teary-eyed as I tell her how much I love her. The minister pronouncesus husband and wife. Just like that, we are married. I kiss my beautiful wife thoroughly, making sure she knows how much I love her and want her. By the time I let her go, we’re both breathless.

“Should we all go out to eat now?” Her mom asks.

I’m about to object when Dad does it for me.Thank you, Dad!“Honey, I think the kids would probably like to be alone on their wedding night.”

“Oh. Of course. We’ll see you soon,” she says, kissing us both on the cheek before leaving.

We make our way back to the hotel room we’re renting until Tuesday. “Mrs. Andrews, I’ve got you all to myself for a few days. What ever should I do with you?”

“Whatever you want, husband. Whatever you want.”

Fifteen

Epilogue 1-Shelby

Two months later…

We are finally on our honeymoon in the Bahamas. Since our wedding was so impromptu, and Roman had already taken a week of work off to spend time with me before that, it took a while to fit a trip into his busy schedule.

Instead of going back to college, I decided to go to work for Roman handling his books. He’s thrilled because he hates the bookkeeping end of running a business, and I’m happy because it’s what I love to do. Also, we get to spend plenty of time together. We even got a pullout couch for our office and soundproofed the room so no one would hear us when we get carried away, which is pretty often.

I’m lying on the beach in my bikini when I feel him behind me. “Hey, sugar. You need me to rub some sunscreen on you?”

I grin. “That’s so sweet of you. Thanks.”

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