amidst all the celebrations, but she was absent from most of them and somehow, at the few functions where they were both present, she would vanish before he could get to her to talk to her.
He tried to call and she did not answer her phone. He knew then that something had happened when they had spent the night together that may have cost him her friendship, and the realization of that broke his heart.
The flowers were set all over everything, there were rows of white chairs lined up and filled with guests, there was a small orchestra near the end of the aisle and they were playing beautiful classical music to entertain the guests.
Colby had greeted most of their guests and was waiting with his best man at the end of the aisle. He couldn't get over Shannon's not speaking to him. He had thought it over and over and he knew in his heart that somehow he was responsible for it somehow. He wrestled with the agony of it and finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He didn't know when he would see her again after the wedding and he just had to clear things up. He strode down the aisle and into the house amid a flutter of people, slipping into the bridesmaid dressing room they had set up.
He closed the door softly behind him and turned around to see Shannon sitting on a chair before a mirror, fixing her perfect makeup. He began walking toward her and she turned to see him, and that was when he saw the pain and sadness in her eyes.
"Oh no... Shannon..." he said softly as he hurried toward her.
She tried to turn away from him but he pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her.
"Don't cry, please don't cry. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. That was never my intention. You must know that." he pressed his cheek against the top of her head and she began to weep quietly.
He kissed her forehead and looked down into her beautiful face, and then he could not stop himself. The need for her blazed through every part of him, burning him as it went. He placed his hands on either side of her face and lifted her mouth to meet his.
At first she tried to turn away, but the moment that his lips touched hers, he could not let go of her. Though she had resisted his soft kisses which turned ardent when he began to kiss her, she fell to her emotions and senses and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight and losing herself in his passionate kisses. His hands traveled over her burgundy satin bridesmaid dress, caressing her, touching her everywhere, as his kiss grew insistent. She did not push him away.
He groaned with need as he grew hard for her and in that moment, when he heard his own voice in longing, he suddenly let go of her, his eyes wide, his heart pounding.
"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to... I... was just coming in because you haven't talked to me, you haven't been around me and I miss you so much. I thought that you were hurt or angry. I thought..." he tapered off when he saw the agony on her face.
"I am hurt and angry, but not at you! I'm angry with myself for letting myself get into this mess. I'm angry that I didn't listen to my common sense when it told me that trying to just be friends with you would be more than my heart could take. I'm angry with myself for not being the girl that you love, and for loving you as much as I do, because Colby, I love you with more than all of my heart.
I am always going to love you, but because you love someone else, I am never going to have you for myself, and that's a pain I will have to live with every day. That's why I am hurt and angry." She turned away from him and he stared at her in shock.
How could he have missed it? How could he have not noticed that she was completely in love with him? He could see it right then, as plain as day, and it saturated him with its wonder.
He reached for her, but she pushed his hand away. "Go! Go marry Tiffany. All of your guests are waiting, your family is
He tried to call and she did not answer her phone. He knew then that something had happened when they had spent the night together that may have cost him her friendship, and the realization of that broke his heart.
The flowers were set all over everything, there were rows of white chairs lined up and filled with guests, there was a small orchestra near the end of the aisle and they were playing beautiful classical music to entertain the guests.
Colby had greeted most of their guests and was waiting with his best man at the end of the aisle. He couldn't get over Shannon's not speaking to him. He had thought it over and over and he knew in his heart that somehow he was responsible for it somehow. He wrestled with the agony of it and finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He didn't know when he would see her again after the wedding and he just had to clear things up. He strode down the aisle and into the house amid a flutter of people, slipping into the bridesmaid dressing room they had set up.
He closed the door softly behind him and turned around to see Shannon sitting on a chair before a mirror, fixing her perfect makeup. He began walking toward her and she turned to see him, and that was when he saw the pain and sadness in her eyes.
"Oh no... Shannon..." he said softly as he hurried toward her.
She tried to turn away from him but he pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her.
"Don't cry, please don't cry. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. That was never my intention. You must know that." he pressed his cheek against the top of her head and she began to weep quietly.
He kissed her forehead and looked down into her beautiful face, and then he could not stop himself. The need for her blazed through every part of him, burning him as it went. He placed his hands on either side of her face and lifted her mouth to meet his.
At first she tried to turn away, but the moment that his lips touched hers, he could not let go of her. Though she had resisted his soft kisses which turned ardent when he began to kiss her, she fell to her emotions and senses and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight and losing herself in his passionate kisses. His hands traveled over her burgundy satin bridesmaid dress, caressing her, touching her everywhere, as his kiss grew insistent. She did not push him away.
He groaned with need as he grew hard for her and in that moment, when he heard his own voice in longing, he suddenly let go of her, his eyes wide, his heart pounding.
"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to... I... was just coming in because you haven't talked to me, you haven't been around me and I miss you so much. I thought that you were hurt or angry. I thought..." he tapered off when he saw the agony on her face.
"I am hurt and angry, but not at you! I'm angry with myself for letting myself get into this mess. I'm angry that I didn't listen to my common sense when it told me that trying to just be friends with you would be more than my heart could take. I'm angry with myself for not being the girl that you love, and for loving you as much as I do, because Colby, I love you with more than all of my heart.
I am always going to love you, but because you love someone else, I am never going to have you for myself, and that's a pain I will have to live with every day. That's why I am hurt and angry." She turned away from him and he stared at her in shock.
How could he have missed it? How could he have not noticed that she was completely in love with him? He could see it right then, as plain as day, and it saturated him with its wonder.
He reached for her, but she pushed his hand away. "Go! Go marry Tiffany. All of your guests are waiting, your family is
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