Page 88 of Four Weddings to Fall in Love
“Kim!”
I turn to see her parents.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Kim’s mother says.“How could she do this to him?Do you think they’ll still have the banquet?The food is already paid for, yes?”
“I don’t know, Mom,” Kim replies, “but I’m not going.Max and I have plans.”
“How do you have plans?This wedding was your plan for the day.”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”
Kim returns her attention to me and shoots me a wicked smile.She brushes her lips over mine and—
“Max!”
Oh, God.Now it’s my parents.Why can’t I just kiss my girlfriend in peace?
“Yes, Dad?”I try not to sound too annoyed.
“I’m sorry to interrupt”—he doesn’t sound all that sorry, just amused—“but apparently our car is gone and we’ll need a ride home.”
“I’ll be right there,” I say, then press a quick kiss to Kim’s lips.“After we drive everyone back, we’ll spend some time together, okay?”
She nods.“Sounds good to me.”
Evan hurries down the steps of the church.“You didn’t forget about me, did you?I’d go with Jon, but he’s chatting someone up.”
Of course he is.I wonder if my youngest brother will ever change.
The three of us walk across the parking lot, my parents a few steps ahead of us.I keep my arm around Kim because I don’t want to let go of her.
My mom suddenly stops, and the rest of us follow suit.“I don’t understand.Our car is still here.”She gestures to their beige Camry.
“Maybe Yvonne couldn’t find it?”I say.“Did you tell her which one?”
“I said it was the Camry in the back corner.If she was in the right area, she would have hit the button to unlock the doors and found it, yes?But I don’t see her anywhere.”
We all look around the parking lot.Indeed, there’s no bride to be found.
“I hope she’s okay,” Mom says.
“What about Leo?”Evan asks.“He never showed up after the speeding ticket, did he?”
Huh.I hope nothing bad happened.“I’ll text him.”
“I guess we don’t need a ride after all.”Dad pulls his keys out of his pocket.“Evan, we’ll take you, too.Let them be alone.”He tilts his head in my direction and winks.
My face heats, but I certainly don’t object to this plan.
“Next weekend,” Mom says, “would you two like to come over for a meal?Whichever day works best for you.”She looks at Kim, then me.
“Sounds good,” Kim says.“How about Sunday?”
They give each other a quick smile, and I can’t help smiling, too.
As soon as Kim and I are inside my apartment, we take off our shoes and she jumps on me.I grab her ass and press her against the door as we kiss, unable to get enough of each other.
She’s here.With me.And she intends to stay.
