Page 93 of The Healing Touch

“I told you why, Papa.”

“And I told you I understood, boy. You do what you need to do to keep your woman feeling loved and safe. If that means the Elvis minister, then that’s what she’ll get.”

Dimitri blinked back sudden tears. He had no idea why the urge to cry hit him, other than his father’s absolute acceptance of Becca with all her flaws, and he loved her like his own daughter.

“This was a good idea.” Ronin nodded. “We can be there, even when we can’t. You tell Rebecca how much it means to us we were able to attend her wedding.”

“I will, Papa.”

Ronin Kincaid did something then that scared that scared the hell out of Dimitri. No one saw it but him.

He coughed, and blood trickled out of his mouth.

He wiped it away quickly.

“Papa…”

“It’s fine, son.”

He knew better, but just then the chaplain, dressed in all his Elvis finery, came in and announced the women were ready.

“Go take your place, Dimitri. It’s time to greet your new wife.”

He didn’t want to leave until his father explained what was going on, but he couldn’t do it because Rebecca was coming.

“Go, Dimitri,” Ronin said softly. “We’ll talk when you get back from your honeymoon. I promise.”

Dimitri pursed his lips but nodded instead of arguing.

Becca came first today.

But his father was going to explain that trickle of blood.

He took his place at the altar, and Mason stayed where he was so their parents could watch the wedding procession. Not that there was much of one. Viktor was back at the hotel playing babysitter. Delia hadn’t wanted to come either, and she was probably trying to convince her new Papa to let her watchAdventure Time. Dimitri had let her watch, not knowing she was banned from the show. Sara Jane gave him an earful. Not a mistake he’d make again.

He shook his head to clear it of those mundane thoughts.

Sara Jane and Lily walked down the aisle, smiling for all to see in their deep blue dresses. He paid no attention to them but kept his eye on the double doors instead, waiting for his woman, who was carrying his child beneath her heart, to come to him.

Finally, he was going to stamp his name all over her.

Everyone would know who she belonged to.

Hell, he might even convince her to let him tattoo his name across her back.

No, he’d best leave that idea alone. Becca wasn’t a girl for tattoos.

Finally, she appeared.

Conner stood in the middle of both women and walked them down the aisle, but Dimitri only had eyes for the woman on the left. Her dress was loose and flowy, just like her. It was also sexy as hell, and he was going to strip her out of it…no, he’d fuck her in it first to claim her, then he’d…

Kade kicked him, and he blinked.

Becca laughed from where she stood waiting for him to take her hand.

Fuck, he was in trouble.

She leaned in and whispered so only he could hear. “Get your head out of the gutter, Dimitri Sean Kincaid. We have hours yet.”

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