Page 91 of Absolution

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Us

Three months later…

“Would you stop fidgeting ya redheaded hooker! I have to get this zipped, or you’re going out there looking like a Saturday night special.” Reese yanks on the side of my dress.

“I can’t suck in another inch, put some elbow grease into it.”

Reese backs up, running her eyes from my head to my feet. “Wait a hot second…”

“No.” I tap my lips with my finger, eyes wide. “Shhhh.”

Amy staggers into the tent. “Holy hell! Where did all of the hot men come from?”

“Are you talking about the Pennington’s or Hatcher’s” I grin, wiggling my brows.

Reese peeks through the opening. “Naw, girl. She’s talkin’ about the hunky dunk, drop a dime on dem asses, hottie friends of Creed’s.”

“Dear Lord, let me see who’s here.” I peer out, biting my lip as I drink in all the hotness. “Alright, follow along ladies… first and foremost, they’re all married.”

“Son of a twat wench!” Amy grumbles as we giggle.

“Hush! Emmie will be jabbering twat all the way down the aisle.” I elbow her. “Listen! Right to left, Quinn, Liam, Mark, and Jackson. Yummmm! My personal favorite.”

“Yeah, he’s drop them panties and spread, yummy.” Reese’s lust is showing.

“Ya might want to tuck that tongue back in before Walker gets here.” I shut her gaping mouth.

“This must be the hottest wedding in the history of hotness.” Amy wets her lips again. “Oh, damn! Who are they?”

“Hey, slut bag! That’s my husband and his brother.” Reese elbows her.

“Sorry.” Amy shrugs. “Wow! Please tell me he’s single.”

I glance, rolling my eyes. “Rush Hatcher. Be warned, you might end up in your own kind of CCC. He’s cooter control on high.”

“I hear ya, but I’ll take my chances!” She slips from the tent, scurrying off in his direction.

“We’re ready, ladies.” Kathryn sticks her head in and begins to cry. She meanders over to me, wrapping me in her arms. “Thank you for loving him, for our little Emmie, and for everything you’ve done to give us these gifts. Welcome to our family.”

“Now, I’m gonna cry.”

“Oh my, Scarlet. He’s going to lose his mind when he sees you.” Kathryn gazes at me lovingly.

“Hasn’t he done that already? I feel like it’s a given since he’s marrying her that he’s lost his mind.” Reese snickers.

I narrow my eyes. “Is it too late to find a new matron of honor?”

“Come on, sweetheart. Make an honest man of my boy and give me a dozen more grandkids.” Kathryn air kisses me to keep from messing up my makeup.

“That… I can.” I smile as the music starts to play.

Kathryn offers me a little wave before slipping out to find her seat. Emmie reaches for me, as Reese grabs her bouquet and walks from the tent. I step closer to the door, waiting for our cue.

Reese slides up next to me. “By the way, you still need to explain to me why you never told me about Creed. It was rude.”

“It was our story, he deserved to know it first.”