Page 9 of Til Death Do Us Part

“About thirty minutes, give or take. It depends on how long it takes you to decide on your extras.” Turning around, she showcased the flowers like she was Vanna White on Wheel of Fortune.

Pulling Everly’s body to mine, I felt her shiver. “Are you cold?” When she only shook her head and leaned against me with her head on my shoulder, I asked. “What’s your favorite color, sweet girl?”

“Purple,” she pointed to a bouquet of lavender roses.

“Then purple it is.”

“Would you like your boutonniere to match?” Ellen asked as she pulled the lavender flowers.

I nodded, not caring.

“And what song would you like as you walk down the aisle, sweetie?”

“Um…” Everly bit her bottom lip and looked at me from the corner of her eye. Every time she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, it drove me wild making my dick hard. “I’m not sure what it’s called, but the standard wedding march is fine.”

“Perfect. You can’t go wrong with the Bridal Chorus, and what about after you’re married.”

“Do you have a book or something I can look at?” She looked over her shoulder at me. “Do you have any song you want to hear?”

“You pick what you want. You only get married for the first time once.” I leaned my hip into the counter.

“True,” she murmured as she bent over the counter and looked through the book. “This one,” she tapped the sheet of paper over the name Come Away with Me by Norah Jones.

“Now, all I need is for you both to sign the marriage certificate.” Ellen showed us each where to sign and then tucked our paperwork in a folder.

“If you’ll give me a few minutes, we’ll have you married in a jiffy. If you’d like to get cleaned up, there’s a bathroom just around the corner.” Ellen scurried around the counter and out of the room.

“I’m going to freshen up, but I’ll see you at the end of the aisle.” Reaching up, she leaned up on her toes and kissed the cleft in my chin. “This is so sexy. It makes me want to ride your face.”

Fuck, I wanted to ravage her.

“After you let me sink my cock in you, I’ll let you ride my face all night long. How does that sound?” I growled, nipping at the skin of her delicate neck.

“It sounds like heaven.” Pulling away, she skipped away. Everly actually skipped her way to the bathroom with her long hair bouncing and her ass jiggling all the way.

“If you’d like to follow me, Mr. Sandström, I’ll take you to where you can wait for your bride.”

Ellen hurried me down the short aisle and passed the three rows of pews until I was standing in front of a small stage.

A man who looked like Elvis came out and shook my hand. “I’m Frank, the officiant.” He was around the same height as me, standing on the stage. He had his black hair slicked back, showing off the gray at his temples. His blue eyes sparkled as he looked down at the piece of paper in front of him. “You’re the first Valentine’s wedding of the day.”

I hadn’t realized it was Valentine’s Day yet.

“And here’s your lovely bride now.”

Turning, I spotted Everly standing at the edge of the room with her flowers in hand, covering up the low dip of her black tank top. I watched her long legs, thinking of them wrapped around my waist, as she made her way to me.

“Are you ready?” Frank asked.

We both nodded. Everly’s grin, spread from ear to ear, matched mine.

Looking down at the beautiful woman who stood in front of me, I took her hands in mine, brushing my thumbs over her fingers.

“Shit, we don’t have rings,” I whisper-yelled at Everly.

“That’s okay, you can get them after,” Ellen said from the side.

Our vows were a blur. The only words I remembered uttering were I do before kissing Everly and promising there’d be more of that later.

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