Page 42 of Thanksgiving With Dad's Best Friend

My father bows his head. “I get it. I don’t blame you anymore. My anger has gone. And I just want you to know…I’ll be there on your wedding day…as a father…as a friend…as family. I’m happy to put the past behind us and bless what you guys share.”

Flynn’s face slowly spreads into a smile. I can see that he’s finally got the apology he’s been craving. He sighs, sipping his champagne.

“Eddie…it’s good to hear you saying all this. But of course, I have to apologize too. I shouldn’t have got physical with you…our lies hurt you, and I couldn’t be more sorry for that. You’re my best pal…and I failed to be a good friend to you.”

Dad shakes his head. “No matter what happened that week, you were still absolutely there for me. You talked me through my feelings multiple times that week. You made the divorce a little easier to bear…and I guess my emotions were heightened by that whole ordeal, too. It felt like I was losing everything and everyone else was winning some kind of romantic jackpot. I guess maybe I was a little jealous…but now I see that you guys are perfect for one another. This is the kind of relationship that I always wished for my daughter…so really, what have I got to complain about?”

My cheeks are flushed. This is perfect. This whole thing has gone so well and we’ve not even ordered our food yet. If the past is really behind us, then next week is going to be perfect. My Dad will walk me down the aisle to be given away to the love of my life. There won’t be any bad blood left in my life. I’ll have a perfect atmosphere to raise a family, if I ever find a way to get pregnant with my man…it’s the future I’ve craved for so long. Now, we can try and enjoy this meal and catch up without any awkwardness.

“So…we’re all good?” my father asks, glancing between the two of us with a smile. Flynn’s hand locks with mine under the table and I blush, smiling back. Flynn looks so happy as he addresses my father.

“We’re all good. In fact…I think we’re perfect.”

EPILOGUE

Flynn

The big day has finally arrived. I’m at the church before Lexi has even arrived, and I’m fixing my tux ready to get married to the love of my life.

It’s a small, but sweet affair for close friends and family, but that doesn’t mean it’s not lavish. I wanted to give Lexi the best day of her life, and I think today is going to be pretty special. The church is lined with so many flowers and candles for our evening summer wedding that Eddie keeps joking that the whole place will go up in flames. But the only flames I’m anticipating are the ones in my heart as I watch her walk down the aisle.

She’s refused to let me see her beforehand, so I have no idea what to expect. I don’t know what kind of dress she’s wearing. I head into the church to stand at the altar and wait for my beautiful fiance. I know for certain that she’s going to give me shivers when she arrives, radiating beauty and elegance even more than usual.

The small crowd is waiting for the ceremony to begin. Lexi’s mother is sat on the front row, and she smiles at me in encouragement. We’ve met a few times, and she’s always been great, so I feel confident about joining my family with hers. It’s going to be strange having Eddie as my father-in-law, though. He’s made some jokes about it, though I can tell it’s unnerved him a little too. Still, he’s stuck by his word. He’s on his way with Lexi right now to walk her down the aisle. He’s still giving us his blessing. It’s the biggest relief for me and Lexi both. It’s going to make this day as perfect as Lexi anticipated.

When the church doors open, I see Lexi enter. Everyone stands and my heart skips a beat. The rest of the room becomes invisible to me. She’s all I see.

Her gown is made of intricate white lace. Her train trails a long way behind her and she practically glides as she walks toward me. But the best part is seeing her gorgeous face lit up with a smile. It makes my heart melt to see her so happy. This really is going to be the best day of our lives. I’ve waited forty years for this, and now I’m finally going to make her officially mine.

I can’t keep my eyes off her. My cock is hard in my pants. I’m already thinking of touching her later, of making love to her in her wedding dress in our fancy hotel room. I doubt I’ll be able to hold back with her looking so incredible. She’s close to me now, smiling wider and wider by the second. Her father kisses her cheek as he leaves her at the altar and she joins me.

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