I'll Take a Chance (19 page)

“
I give you my heart and my love. Ours is a love I would lay down my life for. I give you these rings as I give you all that I am and as a symbol of my love and commitment.” I slip her engagement ring and her wedding band on her finger and squeeze her hand. There that wasn’t too bad, now it’s her turn. I smile at her, and I hope I can give her the same peace as she looks into my eyes.

“Kyle, I take you as my husband, to love and to cherish
you from this day forward. I promise to be faithful and honest. I promise to make you laugh and to be there when you cry. I promise to care for you in sickness and in health until death do us part.

“
I give you my heart and my love. Ours is a love I would lay down my life for. I give you this ring as I give you all that I am and as a symbol of my love and commitment.” She slips the band on my finger and returns the squeeze. We turn to the officiant as he eloquently speaks.

“These rings have no beginning and no end
, which symbolize that the love between you will never cease. You place these rings on each other’s fingers as a visible sign of the vows you have taken today. By the power vested in me by the state of Washington I hereby pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

I gently pull my bride against my body and pour my love into a simple kiss that seals our marital commitment. Her lips a
re soft and taste salty from her tears.

“Ladies and gentlemen, family and friends
, I am honored to present to you Mr. and Mrs. Peters.”

We turn and face our close family and friends, everyone stands and claps. We walk back down the aisle
, but this time as husband and wife.

Amelia

The next part of our day is something I have always looked forward to. As we all stand on that glorious staircase and smile for the photographer
, tears of joy well in my eyes. I have the best family and friends and I have been blessed to have found the man that was perfectly made just for me. I can’t wait to get the pictures back from the photographer. Standing here on these stairs is truly a dream come true.

Pictures take about an hour to complete. Our family and friends are anxiously waiting for our arrival in the ballroom. Our names are announced and we enter the ballroom with cheers and whistles. The ballroom is just beautiful and more than I could have ever dreamed of. Off to the side I spot Chloe standing with a man that looks somewhat famil
iar, but I just can’t place him.

Uh oh
, Asher has an unhappy look on his face and it’s directed to Chloe and the mystery man as well. I bet that’s Max, the man she told me about. Kyle tightens his grip in my hand almost to the point of pain as I look up at his face, he also has an unhappy look directed to his sister. I wonder what this is all about.

“Kyle, is there something wrong? Who is that man with Chloe? Is that Max
, the man she told me about?” I ask him with concern.

Chloe must feel the scrutinizing stares coming her way. She makes her way over to us at the same time Asher does and he
is quickly followed my Willow.

“Asher
, hold on a second, don’t make a scene,” she warns behind him.

“Kyle
, I would like to introduce you to my date, although you already know him as Slick. I would like to introduce him to you as Max,” she says and smiles adoringly at Max.

It all comes back to me, I vaguely remember him
though. He was the man in the basement that helped find Chloe and me. He went with her in her ambulance to the hospital, but I never saw him again after that. I don’t understand the problem here.

“Slick
, what the hell?” Asher states angrily.

“Look before you all jump on my shit
, let me just state for the record, I told Chloe keeping this a secret wasn’t a good idea. I agreed to it because she asked me to. I also want to say before you jump my shit, I have nothing but respect, and all I can promise all of you is that I will do everything within my power to treat Chloe with love and kindness,” Slick or rather Max says.

Chloe looks to Max with love in her eyes then looks to Kyle and Asher. How can you have a problem with a man who says these things? Asher sig
hs and shakes his head looking at his shoes.

“Look man, I know you know my past, so does Chloe. My past is just that, in the past. I’m not about to make excuses for the things I have done. I have alw
ays had other people’s best interests at heart. That’s why you called on me to help you find your sister. I may not have always done things on the right side of the law, but I get the job done. You know my reputation, you know I’m an honorable man. I’ve started my own private investigation firm and I’m on the up and up. I can promise you that I can and will keep Chloe safe. I love her. I would do anything for her,” Max says to Asher and pulls Chloe to his side.

Asher must know Max’s past
, but Kyle seems totally unaware. It doesn’t seem to bother him though. Asher sticks out his hand and shakes Max’s hand then brings him in to a bro hug with a slap on the back.

“You make sure you keep to your word. If you do we won’t have a problem. I trust you with my life
, I always have. You have always been there for me when I needed you, without you I wouldn’t have Amelia back and Kyle wouldn’t have both Amelia and Chloe back. So for that, I thank you, and I wish the two of you all the best,” Asher says. That seems to be enough for Kyle too because he shakes his hand as well.

The rest of the re
ception was beautiful. I had my father daughter dance and neither of us did it with dry eyes. When it came time to throw the bouquet, wouldn’t you know it, but Chloe caught it. When it was time for Kyle to throw the garter Max gave everyone the death stare and everyone cleared out like the plague, allowing him to catch it. It was actually very sweet. I see nothing, but good things for them.

The food was amazing and we danced until my feet hurt. As we say our goodbyes to every
one, Asher hands me an envelope.

“What’s this?” I ask him.

“I know the two of you didn’t plan a honeymoon because of the pregnancy. These are the keys to our beach house, I have arranged everything already. You two have the house for the next seven days,” he says.

“But
, what about work, I have meetings and deadlines.”

“I will take care of it all. You and
Kyle will enjoy your honeymoon,” he says.

Well slap me silly and call me Buck. I won’t say no to that. I know Kyle was nervous about flying somewhere for a honeymoon. I’m still early in my pregnancy and my doctor said it was totally fine
, but Kyle still didn’t feel comfortable. I know for a fact he tells his patients they can fly safely until they are thirty-six weeks pregnant. I am nowhere near that, but if it makes him feel better I am willing to agree. This beach property is amazing though, I’m so excited to spend seven days there.

“Thank you
, Asher. This means a great deal to both of us.” I give him a hug and Kyle and I head to our honeymoon suite in the hotel.

The room is just gorgeous.
There is a path of rose petals that lead to the king size bed which is completely corny, but I love it. On the bed is another one of those things that always stuck out in my mind that I just had to have on my wedding day. There are two fluffy white bathrobes that are monogrammed with our initials.

Kyle carries me over the threshold of the room and kicks the door closed with his foot. He carries me all the w
ay to the bed and lays me down.

I’m suddenly worried about my dress. It took a team of girls to get me in this thing
, how in the world will Kyle get it off by himself? Then again, who cares if he rips it off, I just want to be naked with my husband.

Men must be experts at getting a woman out of their clothes because it took him no time at all. I have a surprise for Kyle though and I’m not talking about my sexy th
ong and matching strapless bra.

“Han
g on, one second, I have something I want you to open first,” I say to him and get off the bed. I make sure to strut myself in a sexy fashion all the way to my suitcase. I know that look on his face and he is dying to get his hands on me in nothing, but my panties and sexy heals. I pull out the long, thin rectangle box and hand it to him.

“
You got me another gift, but I only got you the one, now I feel bad,” he says guiltily.

“Don’t feel bad
, this one is way more for me than it is for you.” He opens the box and looks confused. He pulls out the silk fabric and looks to me for an explanation.

“I can’t get that one day out of my head. Remember when you used your t-shirt to help me after I
got out of the hospital? I thought maybe we could do that again.”

He gets that ah ha look then
it changes to a devious one and I think I’m in trouble now, and I’m looking forward to it.

“I thi
nk you have too many clothes on,” I say and slip his jacket off his shoulders. Then I reach for his belt and unzip his pants. I guide my hand through his zipper, his erection is hard and he moans as I grab it firmly over his boxer briefs. I undo his pants and let them fall to his feet. He removes his cuff links and sets them on the side table. I undo his shirt one button at a time slowly, torturing him. I run my hands flat up his muscled chest and over his shoulders letting his shirt fall on the floor behind him. He reaches behind his head and yanks off his t-shirt over his head. I place my finger on his upper chest and trail it over to his bicep strutting like a sex goddess around to his back.

His head falls back as he tries to control himself. I press myself to his back and kiss between his shoulder blades. With both my hands
, I press them to his muscled back then down under his boxer briefs sending them to the floor. He turns around and grabs me, and throws me gently on the bed. He climbs on top of me and wraps both of my wrists with the ends of the silk fabric, holding them firm he raises them above my head then kisses down my neck.

He lets go of the silk and trails feather light kisses down my stomach to
just where I need him. He attacks it with such force that it almost sends me over the edge instantly. He inserts two fingers and it doesn’t take long before my calf muscles are twitching and my insides let go in a powerful orgasm.

He doesn’t waste any time, he unwraps the silk from my wrists and flips me over pulling me off the bed. With my heels firmly planted on the ground he wraps the silk
low around my hips, I’m sure he’s being cautious because of the baby and pulls me close. He massages me from behind with the tip of his penis before thrusting it inside. He wraps his wrists around the silk and uses it to slam into me hard. Oh, God, that is so amazing. I place my hands on the bed and push as hard as I can as he pulls. I was just coming down from the first orgasm when he started slamming into me, when it happened.

I came while having sex.
No toys, no clitoral stimulation of any kind.

It felt so damn good
and I screamed so loud I’m sure the people in the next room heard me. Kyle grunts as he comes inside me. He gently lovingly and ever so slowly pumps a few more times then bends over and kisses the back of my neck. I turn and smile at him over my shoulder. Lord have mercy, I came having actual sex. That was amazing.

Kyle

When Amelia’s insides clenched around me, it felt like nothing else before. She is such an amazing woman and I can’t believe I’m allowed to be her husband.
I was trying to be gentle because she’s pregnant. I know she’s perfectly safe to have a little rough sex and that was fan-fucking phenomenal. That night we only got a few hours of sleep.

The next day we went to Asher and Willow’s beach house for a seven day honeymoon neither of us will ever forget. Asher had the refrigerator stocked and every night a chef arrived to cook us an amazing dinner. Asher truly went above and beyond to make sure we had a memorable honeymoon.
We didn’t spend much time at the actual beach, but that was alright with both of us, we spent each day wrapped up in each other.

It has been a few weeks since the wedding and Amelia and I are
both back to work. Amelia’s pregnancy is coming along smoothly. We both agreed that I would not deliver the baby. She would rather I be there for her physically and emotionally than to do the actual delivery. I don’t know how I felt about that to be honest. I would have loved that honor to deliver my own child, but I can understand her feelings. Her obstetrician is another fellow doctor that I have the utmost respect for.

I did get a call from my parents telling me that they plan to remarry
. My sister and I couldn’t be happier for them. They plan on going to the court house and have a small ceremony with just Chloe and Max and myself and Amelia. They didn’t want a big fuss over their second wedding. They did however plan an extravagant second honeymoon to Paris. Good for them, they both deserve it. My father and I have repaired our relationship, and just like Amelia said, it’s better to forgive then to be angry and cut someone out of your life.

My sister and Max are still seeing each other
, and Max has quickly proven that he has the best intentions toward my sister. He comes every Sunday to family dinner at Amelia’s parent’s house. I can never repay him for helping me find Amelia and my sister. The fact that the two of them are together now is priceless.

Willow and Asher just celebrated Abbey
’s first birthday and she couldn’t be cuter. She’s already walking and is the complete center of their attention. I know from listening to Amelia’s conversations with Willow that they are now trying to have another baby.

Amelia is
now thirty seven weeks pregnancy and as cute as I think she is, she is miserable. I wanted to plan another trip just the two of us before the baby makes three. I was thinking about her parent’s cabin in the mountains. She has such a special place in her heart for that place. I know it will cheer her up. I arranged with Asher for Amelia to have a long weekend off. So this Friday morning, I am taking my beautiful pregnant wife to the cabin.

“I’m so excited to go to the cabin. We haven’t been there since you proposed. Our weekend might have to be spent indoors though
, it looks like we might get some bad weather,” she says concerned.

“Spending a four day weekend alone, indoors with my beaut
iful wife, sounds perfect to me,” I say and rest my hand on her stomach. I still remember the first time I felt the baby kick. I love to gently place my cheek on her belly and feel the baby kick me through her stomach. I bought several books that I read to the baby every night before we go to bed. It always seems to calm the baby down and let Amelia sleep.

Just as we get inside the cabin i
t starts to rain buckets. The wind is howling and the trees are swaying. I build a nice cozy fire, even though it’s late August it gets chilly in the mountains.