Soul-Mates Forever (31 page)

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When Pax entered the tent my breath caught. How can she be more beautiful? I watched as her flowers shook a little and made sure she would keep her eyes on me as she walked down the aisle. I knew she would cry, that’s one thing I love about her, but she held it together better than I expected. I’m so proud of her. As she said her vows to me I even got teary eyed. I knew from the moment I first saw her, seems like so long ago, that I needed her, I loved her and I had to make her mine. I had no idea that would ever be possible. Me, a tattooed, long hair rocker and she, a beautiful and refined princess. At first, I thought, wow – what a bitch, I love her but then she turned out to be the sweetest, most loving girl I would ever knew. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life trying to make her happy and filled with love and desire. I never in my wildest dreams thought we would be here, together, and getting married for the second time.

I help Pax into her sexy than fuck lavender cocktail dress and hold her hand as she brings her foot up to slip on the last of her lavender high heels.
Fuck me. I want to watch that dress slide off her luscious body to the floor and those fuck me heels pressing against my butt as I fuck her brains out. Stop!
Damn brain and cock have a mind of their own.
I press my mouth against hers. My tongue quickly invading her sweet tasting mouth, and I hear the loud moan that travels into mine. “Fuck, beauty. We’re never leaving this room. I forbid it.” I start to unzip the zipper in the back of her dress when she pushes against my chest with her small hands.

“Tuck! We have a ton of people in the tent waiting for us. We can’t!” She giggles as she looks into my eyes. Her face flushed with heat from the mad love making we just had. I zip her dress back up, sighing, and she runs over to the bathroom. “Oh, my God! Not only do I have sex hair but you can tell by my face that we just had sex. Shit!” I walk calmly into the bathroom walk up behind her, wrap my arms around her tiny waist and look at her in the mirror.

“Um, baby? We are married, ya know? Like twice now. You don’t think they don’t know what we’ve been doing up here?” I chuckle. She pulls open a drawer and starts reapplying makeup and then another drawer and starts brushing and fluffing her hair. I lean back against the wall behind her and just watch. “Beauty, you’re already beautiful. You can’t make beauty any better. Will you just come on?” She stops, hair brush in the air and smiles at me in the mirror. She turns, walks the two steps over and kisses the shit outta me.
That’s my girl!

We walk hand in hand down the stairs and I lift her up in my arms when we touch down the floor. “Tucker!” She gasps and then starts laughing. “I can walk ya know?” I continue to carry her until we reach the deck and then gently set her down. Getting down on one knee I kiss her tummy. My eyes then moving up her gorgeous body until our eyes meet. Hers of course are wet with tears so I stand and kiss her luscious lips and take her hand in mine again. My fingers threading through hers, and I help her down the deck steps. We walk down the long lavender carpet to the big reception tent and as we get closer I can hear our band playing. We stop abruptly when Pax pulls on my hand and I turn to see her just a step behind me, frozen. “Let’s just leave and run away to our own haven. We could be in Missouri in about thirty minutes to the lush hotel you booked and just spend all night and morning together.”

I take a step towards her and move some of her long hair over her shoulder. “Baby, what’s wrong? Why do you want to leave? All your family and friends are in there waiting for you. Don’t you want to celebrate with them?” Her face softens and a small smile appears.

She looks down at her shoes. “I know this sounds stupid but if we go in there the time will move so fast and it’ll all be over.” She looks up at me, a lone tear finding its way down her beautiful face. “I don’t want it to be over.”

Moving a step toward her, I wrap my arms around her as hers move around my neck, her fingers immediately finding their place in my hair. “Baby, it’s time to celebrate and then move on with our lives. They will always be with us. They aren’t going anywhere. We’ll have all our friends over next weekend for a cookout if you want, ok?” Her eyes blink away the tears, a small smile on her lips and my heart breaks with the sad look on her face.

“Mom and Dad will be gone and I won’t have any family here anymore. Well, you know what I mean.” She sniffs and takes her hankie out of her little clutch purse and dabs at the bottom of her eyes. I lift her face up with my finger under her chin and give her my best cocky smile.

I rub my thumb over her cheek. “I get it, baby, I do and I’m sorry but at least they are in your life again and we’ll go there to see them anytime you want and I know they’ll come here a lot, especially when the baby comes.” She nods and sniffs again. Her body stiffens, standing up straight and square back her shoulders. Taking my hand she nods and smiles at me and mouths, ‘let’s do this’ and we head into the tent. People are sitting and talking or standing around drinking and laughing and then there’s silence. All heads turn our way and then the loudest noise I’ve ever heard, even louder than the crowd’s at the bar break out into cheering, yelling and clapping.
Damn, I think I just went deaf.
I lead my beauty passed the groups of people, most of them nodding, smiling and patting our arms and backs, and take her around the back of the long table up front, pull out her chair and push her in when she sits and then I take the chair next to her.

Finally everyone begins to sit down at the tables as waiters begin delivering food and drinks. The wedding party all sits at our table and there’s a ton of chatting and laughter throughout the room. I sit there and look around at everyone and think back at all the great times we’ve shared. The first time I did my first tattoo and Shane had to cover for me to correct it. I made such a mess outta that, poor guy. The time Paxton slammed that door into my face in her dressing room in L.A. I rub my nose thinking about that and can’t help but chuckle. Marcus running over to me and I thought he was gonna molest me right there in the middle of the studio. I laugh.
Ok, that kinda scared me a little.
I look down when I feel my loves soft hand on mine and then look back into her loving eyes. I remember the scared look on this strong and brave girl’s face when the man at the bar attacked her and then Darndage standing over her with the scalpel and I get chills through my bones. Leaning over I kiss her hard, take my beer, stand and walk over to where the band equipment is set up and take the mic in my hand.

“Uh, folks. Can I have your attention please?” Everyone turns their heads and some their chairs and look at me. “I won’t keep you long but I just have to say something.” I hear a little laughter as I look over at my love, who has a surprised look on her face and then back out into the room full of our family and friends. “I just have to say ‘Thank you’ to everyone. I have so much to be grateful for and my heart is just so full of happiness right now that it feels like it’s gonna burst open. I just…” I look around to see my mom crying and then back at our table and all our friends and then stop on my girl. She’s crying but smiling so wide that it takes my breath away. “I just can’t tell you how much you all mean to me… To us and…” I look back at the smiling faces all around and sigh. “I just want to thank you all for sharing the most precious moments with us, for your love, your strength and most of all for your friendship. We are blessed to call you our family.” As I return the mic on the stand, Pax gets up and runs over to me and I grasp her tightly as we stand there in a warm embrace. I can hear the roar of all our friends and family and turn my head to see everyone is standing and clapping. It’s only a moment later when Pax and I are shoved as all of our friends from the wedding party are all around us and we’re in the middle of a big group hug. It just can’t get any better than this moment, at this exact time.

“Will it always be this way, sexy? Will we always feel like we do now? I don’t ever want anything we have right now, this minute, to change,” my beauty whispers in my ear.

“Baby, our feelings will never, ever change but our lives… Well, that will only get better and better. Trust me.” She hugs me even tighter, if that’s even possible, her full lips press against mine, and it’s like time stood still, in that exact moment.

Seven and a half months later….

“Uhhhhh! I can’t do it! No more!” Paxton screams in pain as she pushes. We’ve been at the hospital for only four hours, and her contractions have strengthened fast. When she lays back down I wipe her forehead with a cool cloth and then set it down and push my hand behind her and rub on her back. She grabs my hand, and I swear a scene from a scary movie I saw once flashes in my mind. “THE BABY NEEDS TO COME OUT NOW!’ It would have been scarier if when I look at her face, I only know how much I love her.

“You’re doing great, beauty. Not much longer, I promise.” I look quickly at the doctor that’s in between her legs and she winks at me and nods. “Yeah, not much longer. Hang in there with me.” I continue to rub her back until she quickly sits up, puts her arms around underneath her legs and starts pushing again.

“That’s it, Paxton. Almost there. The baby’s head is crowning and I think just one maybe two more hard pushes and you’ll be holding your baby,” Dr. Morrison says as she bends down and out of my sight.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Pax screams and then collapses in bed. She’s quick to sit up again, her arms straining around her legs and screams out the loudest I’ve heard yet.
Man, my girl has a set of lungs
. She again lays back down. I look at her and wipe her brow again but look up quickly when I hear the sweetest sound ever. Doc Morrison looks up at me with a huge smile as she holds our crying baby in her arms.

“Congratulations Mommy and Daddy. You have a beautiful baby girl.” I look over at Pax and see the biggest smile across her face. We’d decided after our wedding night, ok, well, late afternoon the next day that we didn’t want to know the sex of our baby. We wanted to be surprised. And man am I surprised.
I’m gonna have to beat off the boys when she gets older. Poor boys will be scared as shit when I get ahold of them.
The doctor stands up when a nurse comes over and takes our little girl from her, wraps her in a pink blanket and brings her over to Pax, laying her in her arms.
Yep, gonna have to beat them off with a stick. I wonder if my gun is still locked up in the studio safe.
I look down and into the prettiest round little face I have ever seen in my life.
Thank God she looks like her mom.
Pax looks up at me, tears streaming down her face and I lean over, and take my daughter’s little hand in mine and kiss the hell outta my beauty.

“You did great, my love. Prettiest daughter in the world because she looks exactly like you.” I kiss her nose and then lean over and kiss my daughter’s nose too. The nurse comes over and takes her away too soon to get her cleaned up and checked out. “I’m gonna go down to the waiting room, ok with you?”

“Yes, sexy. Please give Mom and Lily a kiss for me and let them know they all can come in soon. I love you so much!”

Pressing my forehead against hers, I whisper, “I’m so proud of you, you did so great! We make beautiful babies together, my love. I love you more than life, beauty. I’ll be right back.” I look one more time at my precious daughter as I walk to the door and open it. Once I reach the waiting room doorway I peek in to find Alan, Shane and Jesse pacing the floor while Allie is feeding her little baby boy, Stefan. Cassie has her twins playing on the floor beneath her and Mom, Beverly, Lana and Betty are talking over in the corner. I clear my throat, and I know my smile is so wide that it’s gonna break my face, but I just can’t help it. Everyone turns to me and the men’s pacing stops abruptly.

“Well, we have a daughter!” The clapping, cheering and congratulations are all intermingling but the smiles are priceless. Everyone rushes me, patting me and in the guy’s case smacking my arms and shoulders and the girls are choking me to death with their hugs. “Pax wanted me to tell you all you can come in and see her in a little bit.” My mom and Beverly run over to me and Mom throws her arms around me.

“Oh, I’m so happy for you and Paxton!” She pulls back, leaving her hands on my arms and cocks her head. “A granddaughter to spoil. So, what’s her name? Time to fess up.”

I chuckle as I back out of her hands and the room. “Nope, gotta wait until you come in and see her and Pax. See ya.” I turn quickly and head down the hallway and back to the loves of my life.

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“Oh, Tuck! Come hold your daughter!” He walks over to my bed, the biggest smile on his face, and I hand our little bundle over to him as he sits down next to me on the bed. I will never forget the look of love and pride on his face as long as I live. I lay back and watch him play with her little fingers, count them and then her little toes, how he touches her button nose and then kisses her sweet little cheeks.
Damn, he’s even hot holding our baby! Shit! I’m horny! What the hell?
He looks over at me, his dimpled cocky grin on his face when he winks at me.
Oh! Guess he is too. He always could read me like a book. Guess that’s why we’re soul-mates.
I continue to watch him coo and sweet talk to our little girl, while brushing my long hair of its ratty mess when the door opens slightly and Mom peeks in.

“Is it ok?” I nod and the door opens fully and behind Mom is Dad, Alan, Lily, Stanley and all our friends. They all gather around the bed and Tuck lifts up our baby and hands her to Mom and the look on her face is heartwarming. “Oh, she’s an angel just like her mommy.”

“Thank, God” I hear Tuck say, and I nudge him with my leg. He turns, smiles at me and shrugs his shoulders. “Well it’s true. If she was like me, we’d have a hellraiser on our hands. What?” I burst out laughing and Mom looks at Tuck with a smirk on her face.

“You don’t think Paxton was a hellraiser when she was younger? Oh, Tucker Williams do I have some stories for you,” my dad blurts out as he takes our daughter into his loving arms.