Baby Daddies - Tara Brown Page 0,99
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A second later Brady smiles wide. He glances at me and mouths, “Assassin’s Creed.”
I can’t help but chuckle. Of course that is the song Lori would choose for Jenny. She is an assassin.
The music is haunting and beautiful, riding the wind to us.
And then we see her.
She is a gorgeous bride, of course. Her red hair flows in the breeze over her right shoulder. The dress is a creamy color and reminds me of a fairytale or a fantasy movie. She is a princess.
“Look at the princess,” I whisper to Eli and point.
“Princess!” he shouts and everyone laughs. He squiggles to get down and I let him, ready to run after him. But he waddles over to Jenny just as she gets near. She reaches down and takes his little hand. He walks her down the aisle, making me smile and Sami swoon. Geoff is catching it all, as is his job.
Lori is beaming and struggling to breathe as he watches her walk to him. When she gets there, he takes one of her hands and lets Eli keep the other. The three of them face the lady minister.
“This is as unconventional a wedding as I’ve been to.” She laughs and we join her. “But let’s begin.”
She leads them through the ceremony, it’s short and sweet. Jenny follows her through the vows, repeating what she should say and making faces and shaking her head at Lori who can’t fight the wide grin.
He’s infectious and the rest of us are beaming like fools.
“And I believe you have written your own vows, Lawrence.” The lady nods.
“I have. I’ll forgive you, Jenny, this once for not writing your own.”
She gets crazy eyes but he ignores her.
“Jenny, when we first met I couldn’t believe you were real. An assassin, a gold medalist, a fellow Canadian, a drummer girl, and such a smokeshow.” He glances at her dad. “Sorry.”
Her dad waves it off.
“But then I spent the next few weeks realizing not only were you an actual human, but also completely insane.”
Jenny laughs, her family joins in.
“Never before has someone gripped hold of my emotions and led me on such an inspiring journey of soul searching and agony.” He pauses as we again chuckle. “And while everything was a mess, and we were in chaos for months, there was one thing I knew for sure. I was falling more and more in love with you every day.” The jokes are gone and his eyes glisten, wrenching at my guts. “I want a lifetime of worrying you genuinely have paintball guns stashed in the houses. I want to wake up every day to your face as you drool into your pillow. I want the honor of you being my partner in life and love and parenting and finances.” He cracks a grin again, weirdly adding finances to the vows.
She smiles wide and shakes her head, lowering her gaze. Anyone who knows them is aware that hit was for her.
“So please, do me the incredible honor of being my wife, because you’re already my best friend and the best baby momma a guy or gal could ask for.”
“I do,” Jenny says, blushing and desperately trying not to cry.
“Then if there is no one who can think of a reason these two should not be married,” the minister pauses for effect, “I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”
We cheer and clap, even Eli who found his way to Sami and is in her arms.
“You suck,” Jenny whispers but I’m close enough to hear it.
“I know,” Lori replies, smug as hell. “Let’s eat!”
“Photos first, Lori. Don’t even come at me right now!” Sami points at him as Geoff and the team swoop in and start.
I walk to Sami, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing her cheek. She smells like warm vanilla and home. “Nice work.”
“Thanks, Beast.” She tilts her head and offers me her own smug Sami Ford grin. “I got a karaoke machine too!” She waggles her eyebrows.
“You just have to torment her, don’t you?” I know this is because Jenny can’t sing for shit. We discovered it was her kryptonite at Brady and Nat’s wedding.
“I have to get my digs in where I can, baby.” She plants her glossy lips on mine, leaving the usual snail slime everywhere. But instead of wiping it away, I press my lips together and make duck face the way she always does.
“Is it my color?”
“No.” She laughs and wipes my lips roughly. “You’re way more