“So, what’s the problem?”
“I… guess there isn’t one.”
“Cool, so it seems like you have your answer, then. When’s the wedding? What’s the vibe? Do I need a tux as best man, or can we do a more casual button down and suspenders vibe?”
Chapter 12
Cade
? Guilty as Sin - Taylor Swift
Incoming FaceTime from Paige
Iswipe to answer, not sure what to expect when Paige’s gorgeous face comes into view.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes.”
“Hey Cowboy. How did your talk with Dean go?”
“He’s already asking what he needs to wear as my best man.” I laugh. Dean was ready to plan the bachelor party as soon as I finished relaying every detail of the last couple of months and Paige’s proposal. I think he's secretly a romantic, though he would never admit to it. He was married once. It lasted about a year before going through a very messy divorce involving custody of their dog and demands of alimony. He swears he’s never going to get married again, but I don’t believe that for a second. I’ve seen the way he looks at Cara. “What about Mags?”
“Exactly what I expected.” She says, amusement in her voice. “She said, and I quote, “Girl, if you don’t marry this man, you’re going to regret it and then you’re going to buy a small little gingerbread looking cottage and live to be an old hag with 80 cats who are going to consume your corpse after you die.” ’
“Wow. Morbid.”
“That’s whatIsaid! She was worried at first, but now she’s ready to shove me down the proverbial aisle in a white dress.”
“I think I’d much rather see your white dress on my floor.”
“Are you flirting with me, Cowboy?”
“Always.”
“So we’re doing this?” she asks, with a hint of hesitation in her voice.
“We’re doing this,” I say with conviction.
“So, what do we do now?” Her voice is full of trepidation.She’s nervous.I don’t know how many relationships she’s been in, or if any of them have been long distance. That’s probably something we should talk about… later.
“I have a few ideas,” I smirk. I would be lying if I said I haven’t been thinking about doing a lot of indecent things with Paige during our FaceTime conversations.
“Yeah?” She raises an eyebrow and my eyes drop to the hint of a smile playing at her plump lips. Fuck, I want to feel them around my cock.
“Paige. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“I think we’ve already put the cart before the horse, babe.”
Babe. I like the sound of that.
“You’re right. So why don’t you show me what I’ve been missing,Fiancée?” I put a distinct emphasis on the last word.
“Wh…what?” she stutters.
“Don’t make me ask twice, Paige. Set the phone down in front of you so I can get a better look at my future wife.” She wavers slightly, then places the phone on the coffee table in front of her. I wonder if she’s home alone. “That’s it, baby. Now turn around so I can see that gorgeous ass.”
I suck in a sharp breath when she does as she’s told…like a good girl.
“You have no fucking idea how long I’ve been thinking about your body and the things I want to do to it.”