Page 130 of Heads You Lose (Grim & Beast Duet 2)

Fortunately for me, Kate is distracted as Hudson, Bryce and Max all stand next, throwing off their suit jackets before stepping into the aisle and joining in on the dance too.

If you’ve watched the movie Dirty Dancing, then their moves ain’t far off that sequence at the end of the movie when Johnny lifts Baby into the air. Throw in a bit of hip-hop, and a couple Bachata steps and this is the torture I’ve been inflicted with.

“To be fucking fair,I’dgive you all a lifetime of blowjobs after this,” Connall mutters, barking out a laugh as I elbow him in the stomach.

“Shut the fuck up,” I mutter under my breath, sweat sliding down my temple as it nears my cue. I’m so sick with nerves that for a moment I don’t really take in the full vision that is my soon to be wife until our eyes meet, and just like that the music fades, and with it my fear.

“Wow,” she mouths, tears in her eyes as she looks at me.

“You look beautiful,” I mouth back, then draw in a deep breath as I step from the raised platform we’re standing on, down onto the aisle to join my friends as the verse of the song,Beast of Burdenbegins to play.

Throwing out my arm, I spin on my feet just like Dax taught me. Then I cross one foot in front of the other, duck down and click my fingers as I dance up the aisle, singing along to the song as I move.

Flipping up the lapel of my jacket, the guys all give me space to move between them, then fall into step behind me, copying my moves.

We dance up the aisle. Mostly I hit my cues, and sometimes I fuck it up, but none of that matters when all I see is the biggest, most beautiful smile on my woman’s face. Spinning on my heel, swaying my hips, clicking my fingers, I dance up the aisle towards the only woman I will ever love. Fuck, she takes my breath away in her figure-hugging cream lace dress that hugs her tits, waist and arse, falling to the floor in a swathe of fabric.

Reaching her, my fucking heart pounding in my motherfucking chest, I drop to my knees and grasp her hand, pressing a kiss to her hand.

“This is… This iscrazy,” she laughs as all of our guests get to their feet, cheering and clapping.

“Crazy bad, or crazy good?” I ask, looking up at her, my chest heaving from the effort.

“Crazy good,” she laughs, beaming at me as I rise to my feet.

“Thank fuck, I thought you might decide you didn’t want to marry me after you saw me dance.”

Ford slaps me on the back, winking. “Not a chance, mate. That was smooth,” he says, then gives me her hand, his smile wobbling a little now. “Love her for the rest of your days for me, yeah?”

“Always have, always will,” I reply, fucking choking on the lump in my throat.

“And you take care of him, he’s a goodun,” Ford adds, kissing Kate on the cheek.

“Always,” she agrees, smiling through her tears as she hugs her brother.

Stepping back, Asia moves forward, Iris wriggling in her arms as she reaches for us both.

“Daddy!”

I take her from Asia and press a kiss against her curly hair. “Hey, sweetheart. You look so pretty.”

“Mummy!” she exclaims.

“Mummy too. She looks good enough to eat,” I say, laughing through the fucking emotion. “Fuck, I love you both so much.”

“We love you too,” Kate replies, taking my hand. “Shall we do this then?”

“Nothing’s gonna stop me,” I reply, taking her hand in mine and leading her back down the aisle, Iris in my arms as we walk towards the Vicar who’s waiting patiently for us.

A few minutes later, Kate has said her vows and now it’s time for me to say mine. Pulling out the folded piece of paper from my jacket pocket, I take a deep breath, casting my gaze over the words I know by heart. Words I wrote down that same night I tattooed her hand print onto my chest and asked her to be patient, to wait for me.

Taking a deep breath, I hand her the piece of paper and recite the words from memory.

“You and me, we’re two sides of the same coin. You’re the Kate to my Roger, the Princess to my Beast, the Queen to my King. You’re my beating heart, my soulmate, myeveryhappy memory. You’re the heroine ofmystory, Kate. Your heart, your courage, your strength, your beauty and badassery, your beautiful fucking pussy—sorry Vicar,” I say, laughing sheepishly as our guests join in. “I never believed in love, or happily ever after until I met you. But I do now.I do now. You were made for me, Kate, as I was made for you. Two people who never believed it would be possible to love in this crazy, violent fucking world have found our happily ever after. We found it in each other, and I want you to know that I will love you until my very last breath.”

“Until our last breath,” she agrees, stepping into my arms and sealing our vow with a kiss.

And that’s exactly what we do.

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