down the fabric in the back.
“That’s the idea.” She winked.
I felt sexy as I slid the silky fabric of my dress up my body. The emerald green color was perfect for my skin tone and it brought out the mocha color of my eyes.
Faith whistled when after I put my heels on and did a little twirl. “Yowza. That’s a hot dress.”
“Logan has really good taste.” I grinned and ran my hand down the tight satin.
A moment later, the guys came in laughing. Faith and I turned to face them, and they stopped dead in their tracks all conversation ceased.
“Kitten,” Logan said in a hoarse voice. I could feel his eyes sweep from my feet to my face, and I shivered.
“You like?” I looked at him through my lashes.
“Very much.” He took my hand in his and brushed a kiss to my knuckles.
I looked over at Smith, and he seemed to be at a loss for words. Faith narrowed her eyes seductively, and I looked away.
“Ready?” I grabbed my clutch from the bed.
“If we have to. I’d really like to stay here and peel that dress off of you and see what goodies you have underneath for me.” He kissed my cheek. “You did me proud, Kitten,” he whispered in my ear as we left the room.
The wedding was being held at a friend’s house in the hills somewhere. I wasn’t super familiar with L.A. It was beautiful, though. Flowers everywhere. There were rows of chairs set up on the grass by the pool area and sheer white fabric was draped from the chairs along the aisle. Logan and Smith made sure we found our seats and then went off to find Shaileen.
“This is really something.” Faith looked around with wide eyes.
“They run with a different sort of crowd, don’t they?” I smiled. I tried to smother the anxiety that began to bubble to the surface. Memories of similar events with Scott flashed through my head. We had gone to a co-worker’s wedding, and he had barely spoken to me the entire time, only talking to me when he wanted to put me down. I shook my head to clear it. Logan wasn’t like him.
The music started a while later and the bridesmaids made their way down the flower covered aisle. They were beautiful, dressed in blush-colored flowery dresses and fishtail braids. They were stunning.
The music shifted to the wedding march, and we all stood up. My breath caught in my throat when I saw them for the first time. Shaileen was gorgeous, ethereal in a gauzy white dress that flowed around her and a wreath of flowers in her hair. The smile on her face was contagious. On either side of her was Logan and Smith, both of them looked so happy. I saw Logan whisper something to Shai, and she wiped at tears that began to fall.
He caught my eye and blew me a kiss as they walked past. I pressed a hand to my heart and smiled. I could clearly imagine what it would be like to be walking down an aisle toward Logan. It wasn’t far off in our future; I could feel it in my bones. I just didn’t know if I was really ready to make that leap yet.
“Who gives this woman to this man?” the pastor asked.
“We do,” Logan and Smith said in unison. My heart leapt into my throat as I saw the love they both felt for her. They were a family, in every sense of the word.
They both kissed her cheek and joined us in the audience. Logan held my hand through the whole service.
“Shaileen, do you promise to love Chris all the days of your life?” the pastor asked.
Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I do.”
Logan let go of my hand long enough to wrap an arm around my shoulder. He pressed a kiss to my cheek and whispered in my ear, “I love you, Kitten.”
I looked in his eyes, my heart full of emotion, dreams of the future swimming in my head. “I love you, too.” I kissed his lips softly.
The rest of the service was beautiful; Shai cried through the whole thing. Her new husband Chris had tears in his eyes as they walked back down the aisle as husband and wife.
“That was probably one of the most beautiful weddings I have seen. They love
“That’s the idea.” She winked.
I felt sexy as I slid the silky fabric of my dress up my body. The emerald green color was perfect for my skin tone and it brought out the mocha color of my eyes.
Faith whistled when after I put my heels on and did a little twirl. “Yowza. That’s a hot dress.”
“Logan has really good taste.” I grinned and ran my hand down the tight satin.
A moment later, the guys came in laughing. Faith and I turned to face them, and they stopped dead in their tracks all conversation ceased.
“Kitten,” Logan said in a hoarse voice. I could feel his eyes sweep from my feet to my face, and I shivered.
“You like?” I looked at him through my lashes.
“Very much.” He took my hand in his and brushed a kiss to my knuckles.
I looked over at Smith, and he seemed to be at a loss for words. Faith narrowed her eyes seductively, and I looked away.
“Ready?” I grabbed my clutch from the bed.
“If we have to. I’d really like to stay here and peel that dress off of you and see what goodies you have underneath for me.” He kissed my cheek. “You did me proud, Kitten,” he whispered in my ear as we left the room.
The wedding was being held at a friend’s house in the hills somewhere. I wasn’t super familiar with L.A. It was beautiful, though. Flowers everywhere. There were rows of chairs set up on the grass by the pool area and sheer white fabric was draped from the chairs along the aisle. Logan and Smith made sure we found our seats and then went off to find Shaileen.
“This is really something.” Faith looked around with wide eyes.
“They run with a different sort of crowd, don’t they?” I smiled. I tried to smother the anxiety that began to bubble to the surface. Memories of similar events with Scott flashed through my head. We had gone to a co-worker’s wedding, and he had barely spoken to me the entire time, only talking to me when he wanted to put me down. I shook my head to clear it. Logan wasn’t like him.
The music started a while later and the bridesmaids made their way down the flower covered aisle. They were beautiful, dressed in blush-colored flowery dresses and fishtail braids. They were stunning.
The music shifted to the wedding march, and we all stood up. My breath caught in my throat when I saw them for the first time. Shaileen was gorgeous, ethereal in a gauzy white dress that flowed around her and a wreath of flowers in her hair. The smile on her face was contagious. On either side of her was Logan and Smith, both of them looked so happy. I saw Logan whisper something to Shai, and she wiped at tears that began to fall.
He caught my eye and blew me a kiss as they walked past. I pressed a hand to my heart and smiled. I could clearly imagine what it would be like to be walking down an aisle toward Logan. It wasn’t far off in our future; I could feel it in my bones. I just didn’t know if I was really ready to make that leap yet.
“Who gives this woman to this man?” the pastor asked.
“We do,” Logan and Smith said in unison. My heart leapt into my throat as I saw the love they both felt for her. They were a family, in every sense of the word.
They both kissed her cheek and joined us in the audience. Logan held my hand through the whole service.
“Shaileen, do you promise to love Chris all the days of your life?” the pastor asked.
Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I do.”
Logan let go of my hand long enough to wrap an arm around my shoulder. He pressed a kiss to my cheek and whispered in my ear, “I love you, Kitten.”
I looked in his eyes, my heart full of emotion, dreams of the future swimming in my head. “I love you, too.” I kissed his lips softly.
The rest of the service was beautiful; Shai cried through the whole thing. Her new husband Chris had tears in his eyes as they walked back down the aisle as husband and wife.
“That was probably one of the most beautiful weddings I have seen. They love
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