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“Baldr…” She calls my name so sweetly. My baby.
I fuck her harder, increasing my strokes. I reach out with my left hand clasping her left hand in mine. I etch an indent of ancient Norse in both our skins. I groan as she screams from the pain but I push pleasure into her body, sending her in overdrive. She moans so long you’d think she’s broken.
I chuckle as I place the rings she picked out on our fingers. I married her before she married me. It’s not a competition, but I will always do things for her first. Not the other way around.
8
Kimberly
I’m nervous.
“Don’t be nervous,” Deacon says as he slips his hand into mine.
“Can you read minds now?” I tease.
“I’ve always been able to read minds. I just can’ read yours until you become my goddess. Which you will when you want to.”
I smile at him. I don’t know what he means but I’m willing to learn. Anything to stay with Deacon, my husband. I forego the bouquet because we’re already married.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Fairhope. FINALLY!” I hear Arden say.
I chuckle. “You ready to be blown away?” I tease Deacon.
“Sure,” he smirks.
They open the grand doors of the ballroom we have here. Deacon whistles, it is a winter wonderland theme. The live band begins playing I don’t care by Ed Sheehan and Justin Bieber. Deacon looks down at me and gives me a full smile. This man looks amazing with his all-black suit, a few buttons open and his signature black Stetson. The people who put our winter wonderland together did a great job. The fake snow, the white that isn’t too much. Our friends and family along with some people from Fairhope that we know are all smiles. I couldn’t wish for a better outcome.
We walk toward the dance floor and our first dance is the opposite of what people think. It’s a fast song and it shows just how much we don’t care as long as we’re together. Just like the song says, everyone else disappears. Then the live band smoothly switches over to a song Deacon chose, he just didn’t realize what for. Photograph by Ed Sheeran. He pulls me close and I go to him willingly. “Did I tell you, you look beautiful today?”
I smile. “You did pick the dress.” I wink at him.
It’s a lace embroidered dress that has faux diamonds in them. They catch the light every time and as the lights are dimmed giving us a feel of winter, the odd blue color along with black, my dress makes me look like I’m glowing in the dark. The thin straps and the sweetheart neckline goes with me. Deacon knows me in and out. I couldn’t possibly give everything to anyone else but him.
I love you.I hear him sort of like an odd sensation scratching my mind. I shake my head and lean in.
“Did I just hear you in my head?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Just making sure those are the first words you hear.”
“I love you too, Hiram.” I smile wide as he places his Stetson on my head.
He pulls me even closer and both my hands go around his neck, thank God for heels. He leans in and kisses me while he wraps his arms around my waist.
I will never regret a thing with him. From the ups and downs. None of this will ever be wrong. We are right for each other. Like the Ed Sheeran song that we came in said.
Cause I don't care when I'm with my baby. All the bad things disappear. You're making me feel like maybe I am somebody, I can deal with the bad nights when I'm with my baby…
As long as Deacon and I are together, as long as I’m with him, nothing else matters. I’ll always be with him.
Epilogue
Deacon
Havinga week to ourselves sort of our version of snowed in was amazing. It snowed for the first time in Founder’s. There was a blizzard on day one and I knew who it came from, Espen. There was no point in telling him to not rage so I did it in a different way. I convinced Arden to go over there right before it got bad. I know he’s not going to hurt her so I wasn’t concerned. It was good for them to see each other again. They may act like they don’t have unresolved feelings but it’s clear as day. A day after she was there, he calmed and it was light snow. I don’t hate it but I don’t love it.
I don’t hate it because it gave me and my wife time to be away from everyone. I shared my warmth with her and made sure to make up for lost time.
Now, it’s time for me to pay my dues as Mr. Mistletoe even though I’d much prefer to be in bed with my wife. I watch as my wife watches me being put on display on the stage like I’m a piece of meat. She smirks at me while the bid begins. I shake my head at her as she doesn’t even lift a finger to bid. I look at my family that’s sitting at the table with us. Her mother, my mother-in-law is here too and healthy. I healed her but I didn’t tell her. She says it’s a miracle and I let her because for her it is. She deserves to live longer. I smile at her and she winks at me.
