The Trouble with Marrying a Movie Star (36 page)

"Okay, how?" We were all on the dance floor listening to one of my favorite singers, who was singing at our wedding. "Andrew, how did you do this?"

"Her boyfriend, Justin, was at Kalani's party, and he mentioned she was coming in to visit him this week. I told him she was one of your favorite singers, and he said he would set it up for you two to meet. She found out we were getting married and decided to give this to us as a gift from them both."

I motioned him to lean in as I whispered in his ear. "I'm going to show you exactly how happy you made me. On my knees."

Andrew's narrowed eyes darkened. "We could get started now."

"Later. There is no way I'm missing this." He actually stuck out his lips in a pout.

"When you do that, it only makes me want to bite them."

He growled into a laugh before kissing me along my neck. If he kept that up, we would find ourselves leaving before the song was over.

The food was amazing. The drinks flowed freely, and everyone seemed to be having a good time, while we sat around the long table. Andrew and I had been in our own little world for a while when my dad coughed to get our attention. I was very nervous about what he was about to say.

"I'm not one for speeches…" He looked down at Pilar, who squeezed his hand to continue. "Andria, honey, your mother and I couldn't have asked for a better daughter. You have always put others first, and from what I have seen from Andrew, I couldn't be happier that you found a man…well, ummm…who seems to worship the ground you walk on."

"That I do," Andrew interjected.

Dad actually smiled at Andrew.
Miracles do happen
.

"Well, yeah. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy. Andrew makes you happy." He then turned toward Andrew. "Just keep her happy." He grumbled those last words. Everyone laughed while Dad raised his glass. I raised mine up to him, and we both took a sip.

Nelson then stood up and said, "My turn." He stepped around the table to come closer to us. "Andria, you look beautiful by the way. Rebeca and I couldn't have asked for a better daughter-n-law. Dan and Sophia, as a parent, I understand the work that it takes to raise a child and Andria is a pure example of how good and decent you both are, as well as your respected partners. She is also willing to put up with our son."

"Hey," Andrew chimed in.

Everyone laughed again, and Nelson continued. "Son, you know your mother and I are always proud of you and your accomplishments. You have grown up to be a man any parent would be proud of. The love you show for Andria radiates off of you, and I can tell you two are headed for greatness together. Love each other, cherish every moment together. Time goes quickly, use it wisely. Have lots of children—"

"Here, here!" Rebeca shouted raising her glass and clinking it with my mom's.

Nelson chuckled at his wife. "You see Rebeca is ready for more grandchildren. Take care of each other. Listen to each other, and always be true to each other. We love you son, and Andria welcome to the family." Everyone raised their glasses.

Andrew then stood up, and I joined him. "Andria and I would like to thank you all for joining us on this very special day. Each and every one of you dropped everything in order to be here to share today with us, and we appreciate the love that you have shown both of us."

I interrupted Andrew. "I have to add a special thank you to Erin, my mom,
and
my mother-n-law for planning all of this. I couldn't have come close to something this beautiful if I had planned it. It would have taken several years, and I'm not joking. How you all did this...I cannot imagine but thank you. To
all
of our friends and family. Words cannot express how happy I am to see you."

"Yeah, we heard," Elena spewed out.

Both Keira and I glared at her. Andrew started to laugh, and I hit him.

"It's already starting man," Tom said to Andrew.

"Thank you very much for flying all the way here to be with us today."

"You paid for everything, so we're good," Taylor added.

"Yes, and to my kind husband." Saying that for the first time sounded so
weird.
"You have made me a very happy woman, and I love you." I kissed him as everyone hooted.

I was about to sit down before Andrew held on tightly to my arm. "Hold on. I have a gift for you."

"I haven't had the time to—"

"I know. This is
my
gift to you."

"All of this is enough—"

"Andria, dear. Let the man give you gifts," Rebeca interjected.

I laughed, and then Andrew opened up a jewelry box with diamond earrings and a matching bracelet.

"Holly hell, is that Harry Winston?" Elena spoke out.

"Yes," Andrew answered.

"Damn Andrew. How can I find one of
you
?" she added. Elena was never one for tact.

"Andria…"

Oh yeah.
"I love them," I said throwing my arms around him as I placed a kiss on those "very pleased with himself" lips.

"Do you really like them?"

"How could I not."

"There were some other designs you could choose from."

"I love these." Then I thought I owed him a gift, and looked over at Erin, who nodded her head. She could always read my mind, and I knew she was on it.

Erin, Taylor, Evie and I were sitting on the soft white sofas sipping tropical drinks while looking at the ocean. I didn't want to leave this place tomorrow. It had been pure paradise without being hounded by the paparazzi, yet the dreaded end of vacation feeling started to creep in.

"Two weeks is nice, Andria. Wade and I need a vacation, but not until Emma can come with us."

"I can't wait to start a family. Miles and I have decided to try. We are hoping for a baby by spring."

"That is wonderful," I said.

"Soon, it will be you. Wouldn't it be grand if we were pregnant together?" Erin said excitedly.

I wasn't sure if it would be that
grand
, with all of Andrew and my future projects, but I was open to the possibility.

"Are you having a good time?"

"That's an understatement. This is the best night of my life." He kissed me as we moved slowly across the dance floor. Our song was playing—Lovesong—and I held Andrew close to me until it finished.

"Are you about ready to head out?" he asked kissing my forehead.

I nodded. We walked over to the group, and Andrew announced that we were leaving. We took our time thanking everyone, and Andrew told me that we would be seeing everyone again at brunch the next day before we left.

Andrew wasn't kidding when he said I would love our suite if you would call it that. It was more like a three level home and detached from the main hotel tower and had its own garden. A fashion designer decorated the rooms, and the decor was breathtaking. When Andrew walked me into the bedroom, my eyes grew wide from all the red roses scattered everywhere. The bed was covered with rose petals along with long stem roses. Candles cast a warm hue to the room, and romantic music played in the background.

I turned around to face Andrew. "You did all of this?"

"I had a little help." He smirked.

"You have outdone yourself. That is an incredible feat after today."

Andrew moved in closer and pressed his body firmly against mine as his arms wrapped around my back. "Well, Mrs. Hughes, wait until you see what I have in store for you tonight."

"Mmm. Good morning, Mrs. Hughes."

My fingers ran through Andrew's fine chest hair as I lay in his arms. It was a beautiful Sunday morning.

"What time is it?" he asked, while his fingers traced up and down my bare back.

"Almost noon."

He cupped the back of my head bringing my face closer to his. "Good. We still have time," he said while his lips outlined my jaw.

"How much time?" I hummed.

Andrew then intensely kissed me. Our eyes stayed locked, as his tongue swirled around my mouth before he brought it into his. The feeling of this kiss felt different. Andrew took his time, at first, and then his hand pushed the back of my head more firmly into him. I scooted the lower half of my body on top of his and felt just how happy he was. "Mmm." I moaned out as I started to rotate my hips.

Andrew took a breath, bit my lip and then started to kiss down my neck as his hips moved against mine for friction. "You feel so good, Mrs. Hughes," he whispered. I moaned out louder. Every time he said Mrs. Hughes.