The WRONG Brother (Love You Forever #1) - Alexis Winter Page 0,79
through the side door and take our places on the stage. The pews are already full of our friends and family, with our parents right up front—all but her dad, who’s giving her away.
The preacher comes out and stands beside me. Moments later, the music starts up and the doors at the end of the aisle open. I stand there, watching as the flower girls walk out, dropping flower petals. Then Riley comes in with a smile. I look back at Preston and he’s smiling at her too—and checking her out in her light-blue bridesmaid’s dress.
The music changes and gets louder. I see Piper step up to the door and she steals my breath. Her dad is at her side and I see his lips move, but can’t hear what he’s saying. He’s probably trying to make sure she isn’t backing out. Or maybe he’s trying to talk her into backing out. I’m not sure.
Her honey-blonde hair is pulled up high on her head with soft curls falling around her face. Her white dress is long and beautiful, sparkling where the light hits it. It hugs her hips nicely and puts her growing breasts on display. I have to wet my dry lips and talk myself down before I do something to screw up the wedding—like fucking her right here on this stage in front of all our friends and family. I’m so lost in her that I don’t even realize that the preacher has started talking.
“Who gives this woman to be married to this man?” I manage to hear over my thoughts.
“Her mother and I do,” her father says, handing her over to me.
“You look beautiful,” I whisper, and she smiles and mouths the words thank you.
The preacher starts talking about two people coming together as one, and I think there’s a prayer in there somewhere, but I can’t tear my eyes off her long enough to listen to what he’s saying. All I know is that when I’m asked to repeat after him, I do so without even having to try. It’s like I already know what I need to do. Like I’ve been prepared to say these words to her my whole life.
“I take you, Piper Lynn Montgomery, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward. For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” I slide the silver wedding band onto her finger and she smiles.
“I take you, Calvin Michael Young, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward. For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” She slides the matching silver wedding band onto my finger as we turn to look at the preacher.
“By the power vested in me by the state of Illinois, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
Nothing else needs to be said. I pull her against me and press my mouth to hers. My tongue comes out and dances with hers and it feels like the first time. Everyone in the church cheers and claps. Preston clears his throat from behind me and it reminds me to pull away at some point.
Forcing myself, I pull back and her face is flushed. We turn toward the crowd and I lead her down the aisle. Once we’re no longer in the chapel, we go into her private dressing room. The moment the door closes, I spin her around and press my body to hers, kissing her deeply. We’re supposed to be waiting for everyone to go outside so they can throw birdseed at us, and I know the perfect way to kill a few minutes.
My hands start pushing her dress up her thighs.
She giggles against my lips. “What are you doing? We can’t have sex in a church.”
“Oh, but we can,” I say, moving my hands to my pants to unfasten them. I push them down my thighs and push up her dress. When the dress is bunched up around her waist, I pick her up again and position myself at her opening.
She no longer cares where we are. I can tell by the way her mouth is back on mine as I guide myself into her. She moans into my mouth when we connect, and I’m already so excited I could come without even moving. But we only