Peep (Brighten Sisters Book 2) (13 page)

I
stand
at the front looking out into the crowd of people. Most of the faces looking back are business associates, but our friends and family are intermingled in the crowd. I watch as her sisters walk towards me, their smiles showing how happy they are to be a part of this day.

I find my father seated in the front row. He nods in my direction, a smile lighting his face. He loves Samantha and was so pleased when I told him I’d be asking her to marry me.

Today is the day I finally make her my wife.

Seeing the happiness on his face, I miss the part where my fiancé makes her debut. The silence causes me to look up and the sight in front of me takes my breath away. Samantha is in a long off-white dress that hugs her curves perfectly. She shows just enough cleavage to make me sweat, but still be appropriate.

She’s beautiful, and she’s mine.

The thought sends chills down my spine and butterflies to my stomach. I’m a pussy. I admit it. This girl still causes my body to react. She’s everything.

She gives me a shy smile as she walks in my direction. I can feel the goofy grin on my face. I’m sure I look like a douche, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s all I care about today. Despite all the tough times she has been my rock and today I get to make her my wife.

The closer she gets to me, the more stunning she is. I’m a lucky bastard and every other male in here knows it. If I could pull my eyes away from Sam, I’d see it all over their admiring faces, but I can’t. I’m entranced by this siren walking towards me. She grabs my hand, and we turn towards the officiant, my eyes never leaving hers.

She leans into me. “You look pretty hot in that suit,” she says with a grin.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Her smile brightens her eyes and I can see my happiness reflected in them. “I love you, Samantha Brighten.”

It was a less than perfect start to our relationship, but like they say, what doesn’t kill you and all that jazz. I’ve never been this certain of anything. Samantha is my fantasy come to life. I don’t need others to see the crazy shit this woman does to me. We live out our own porno every day and it’s hotter than anything you’ll see on
Plunge.xxx.
But I’m not sharing this one with anyone.

She is officially mine for eternity.

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iant thanks
to Indie After Hours, Behind the Writer and Melissa G. Thank you to Linda and Kristi from Sassy Savvy Fabulous and Lisa and Milasy from The Rockstars Of Romance. Thank you to all the members of my Facebook group Heather Stone’s Sexies and last but not least thank you to all the bloggers and readers for reading this book!

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