Page 49 of Accidental Love

“Jenna.”

“Liam, before you I thought I would never find someone to love me. Someone who would love all my scars and take me for me. And when I found you, I just couldn’t believe that you were that person. I never realized that my life was so boring until I met you. My whole life has changed for the better, and I would not go back to change anything that happened. You were the person meant for me, and I, you. I didn’t think I could love someone as much I do you. I love you, Liam,” I choked out. My hands tightened around his; his clenched mine.

“So, Liam, repeat after me,” the minister said.

“I, Liam Stanford, take you, Jenna Howard, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part,” Liam repeated, his voice ringing out as a smile grew on his face.

The minister repeated the same thing to me and I said my part, smiling up at Liam. As the minister asked for the rings, I briefly let go of his hands to grab Liam’s ring from Lennon. Liam did the same with Blake before turning back to me. With more words we slipped on each other’s rings, grinning the entire time.

“Now, by the powers invested in me by the state of New York, I announce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride,” he said.

“My wife,” Liam whispered as he leaned down. Immediately afterwards he claimed my lips with his. I stood on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. All around us people clapped, and I could make out yells from the guys. We pulled apart, laughing before turning to the crowd. I blushed, seeing everyone smiling at us.

The music started again as we made our back down the aisle to the house. My one hand was held by Liam, the other holding my dress. The moment we made it through the door, Liam was pulling me further in as if someone would walk in on us. Pushing us into a room, I was then softly pressed against a wall. Liam towered over me as he flashed a white smile.

“Hello, my wife,” he said, his voice husky.

“Hello, my husband,” I said back.

“You look incredibly beautiful.” He ran a hand down my dress. “And you are all mine.” At those words my knees weakened. Once again he pressed his lips to mine, slowly wedging his tongue inside my mouth. My hands went up into his hair as I pressed against him. When we pulled away, we were both breathless. Nope, I could never get tired of kissing him.

“Let’s ditch this party,” he whispered.

“No, we can’t. Your mom put a lot of work into this,” I whispered back, trying to catch my breath.

“Then let’s have about thirty minutes to ourselves.”

I laughed at his underlying meaning.

“We can’t. This is an expensive dress, and we have tons of guests waiting for us right now. We can do that later.” I put my hands to his hard chest and pushed him back.

“Jenna,” he whined, only making me smile wider.

“Later, Mr. Stanford. Don’t worry, we have all night.” I winked at him before slipping past his body. I grabbed his hand and tugged him after me, hearing his groan. While we made our way to the reception, where I bet everyone still was, Liam kept whining about how unfair this was. Right before we entered the maze that was to come, I turned to him one last time.

“I will let you do whatever you want later,” I whispered, trying to sound sexy. It must have worked, for his eyes darkened and his grip tightened on me. Getting on my toes, I pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling back and heading inside.

Immediately I was bombarded with people telling me congratulations, telling me what a beautiful wedding it was, and how lucky both Liam and I were. Tons of people were sitting around at the tables, while some were already dancing. As Liam and I made our rounds, I spotted our friends over by the bar, chatting. After thanking even more people, we finally made it to our friends. Sophia handed me a glass of what looked like champagne.

“Thank you,” I breathed out, taking a sip of it. I tried not to cringe as I tasted it. Champagne was not my favorite. Even though I was twenty-one now and could drink, I often didn’t. Alcohol still wasn’t my favorite thing.

“You look great, Jenna,” she said a minute later. Sadly Liam didn’t have enough groomsmen so Sophia wasn’t in my line-up, but she wasn’t mad about it. She and Garrett sat in the seats.

“You look great as well.” I beamed back at her. Everyone here looked great, actually. It seemed they’d gone all-out.

“Say cheese!” Devon yelled suddenly, appearing in front of us. We barely had time to look at him before a flash went off in our face.

“Devon, what the hell?” Sophia yelled, bringing a hand to her eyes.

“What? I am taking pictures, like Jenna wanted,” he said like I told him to take random photos of everyone with the flash on.

“A little more warning there, Dev,” I said, blinking away the stars I was seeing.

“Everything went perfectly,” Candy said, making me look at her. I was glad it did. I didn’t fall, and I didn’t stutter or forget my vows.

“I am so thankful it did,” I said truthfully.

“Everyone together! I want a picture!” Devon yelled once more, interrupting me. We all groaned, but gathered together. Trapped between Lennon and Liam, I grinned at the camera.

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