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“Let’s head to my office and see if we can make a start on these phone calls and emails,” Christian sighs as we all start following him.

“Anyone else think she’s going to throw us the best wedding ever?” Maximus asks, smiling at us all.

“I have no doubt. I also know if Danielle King is involved, I need to consider re-mortgaging the house,” Christian sighs, rubbing his face as the rest of us laugh, all trying to push back the worry that something may still come along and ruin this for our girl.

ChapterForty

JASMINE

Sitting on the floor, with my back resting against the sofa behind me, I re-read through my notes.

“Are you okay with all of this, Terry?” I ask, looking up to where he’s sitting in the seat behind me.

“Of course I am. The most important thing to me, other than all your safety, is that you are happy, Jaz.” He places a hand on my shoulder and gives it a slight squeeze. “You are all important to me, not just because of my job. You have brought so much happiness to the guys’ lives.”

“They have to mine as well,” I point out, smiling.

“I know, honey, which is why I know how important this is to you all.” He leans forward and wraps an arm around my shoulders, hugging me. “You all deserve this, which is why I will do everything in my power to ensure you get it.”

I lean into his hold, resting my cheek against him.

“Thank you. You mean just as much to us as well.” I feel him kiss the top of my head and smile as I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling I always get around him.

The guys are my daddies; their love for me is unconditional and obviously also sexual. But Terry reminds me so much of my father before I lost him, from how he gives me little hugs now and again or makes me laugh when I need it. There is nothing sexual there, and there never will be, not like with the guys. But Terry always has a shoulder to lean on when I need one.

Like every time I think of my father, I feel my eyes welling up. I wish he could be here to walk me down the aisle. It's something I have thought about a few times recently, and it has made me miss him even more.

A knock on the door makes me blink back the tears.

“Yeah,” Terry calls out, sitting back in his seat. The door opens, and Layton sticks his head in.

“Hey, the girls have started arriving. Where do you want them?” he asks.

“Everything sorted on the top floor?” Terry asks. Layton nods and walks into the room a little more so he can close the door.

“Yeah, all cameras are off. I’ve told the team that everyone in the house wants some privacy for the time being. No one will question it with everything else that is going on.”

“Can you take them up there and let them know I will be there in a minute? I just need to talk to the guys about something first.” I stand a little wobbly after being cross-legged on the floor for so long. “Can you stay with them and make them aware of the no mobile rule for the time being?” I ask. Terry nods as he smiles at me.

“I’m on it. Go and see the guys and call me if they have any questions.”

I take him by surprise when I lean in and press a kiss on his cheek.

“They are all still in Christian’s office.”

“Thank you,” I whisper with a smile before leaving the room and heading to Christian's office, where I know the guys have been since they left the sitting room an hour ago.

As I approach the door, I can hear Jason talking. From the sounds of it, he is speaking to a wedding guest.

“No, there is nothing anyone can do now, but we appreciate the offer. Our main priority is keeping our fiancée safe, which unfortunately means postponing the wedding for the foreseeable future. We will be in touch as soon as we know the new date.” I have to remind myself that the wedding has not been cancelled, and we will be getting married on Sunday.

I have already called the registrar and explained the situation. They have agreed to all the changes and promise to keep everything under wraps. They are also filing the paperwork on Monday, as their boss will be away and we will have left for the honeymoon, so no one will know where we are by then, and it will all be too late. We will be married, and that’s all that matters.

Taking a deep breath, I walk in and smile when all four guys turn their attention to me. Jason quickly ends the call he was on, and Christian stands from his desk.

“Is everything okay, Shorty?” Maximus asks from the sofa where he is sitting with Sean; both have laptops in front of them with the list of wedding guests between them.

“I wanted to give you all an update before I go and see the girls.” I look at them all and smile, hoping to ease the worry on their faces. “I’m okay, I promise,” I add, hoping to reassure them. Jason takes my hand and guides me towards the seats around the sofa and coffee table.

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