half a song before Jake stepped in. Jake danced
and was tapped on the shoulder by Sandy’s father. Philip smiled and joined the
dance taking over from his father.
John winked at her. “See you on the dance floor. I
better cut in before Philip embarrasses himself.”
Susie moaned beside her now. Sandy could see she was
leaning heavily on Blake. “My feet hurt. I don’t want to dance.” She looked to
Brian. “You better come save poor Philip after a second of dancing. I can
barely hold myself up, and Philip has been pretty much holding me up all day.
For him to hold me while dancing is just cruel.”
Brian leaned down and brushed his lips over Susie’s,
and rubbed her belly. “I’ll carry you the rest of the night if you like.”
Susie deflated. “Sounds like heaven. Come on, Blake.
Let’s get this dance over and done with.”
Sammy smiled at the love between Susie and her men
as she let go of Brock’s and Slater’s hands and walked to the dance floor to
have her dance with John.
When the song had almost finished with John, Brock
pushed himself in front of her and pulled her close. “Have I told you how
exquisite you look?” Brock’s fingers stroked up and down her back.
“No, you haven’t. Thank you. You don’t look so bad
yourself.” Sammy reached up and rubbed her hand over his stubble. “One of these
days I want to see you clean shaven and not in black.”
Brock leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. “You’d
have to be real good to see that.”
Sammy grinned up at Brock and wrapped her hands
around his neck. “Something for me to look forward to.”
Brock nodded and held her close for the rest of the
song. Slater took his spot when the song ended.
“What do you think of the wedding?”
“It’s better than I thought it would be. It’s
interesting to see how it worked out. I love seeing how happy Sandy is. Susie
is happy, too, even if she’s ready to pop. She’s boasting that she’s the best
matchmaker out there. That Sandy should be in her debt always for giving her
two awesome men.”
Slater chuckled. “I’ll have to go thank Susie.”
“Oh please don’t. Her head is already huge from this
event.”
Arguing to the side of Sammy had her turning her
head to see Gwen and Mr. Brown Hair. He grabbed Gwen’s hand and walked to the
exit.
Sammy looked around to see Philip and John going
after him. Moving herself out of Slater’s hold she grimaced up at him for a
moment unsure if she should give chase or not.
“I have to go help. Make sure no one leaves the
venue through the front until I have it sorted.” Not waiting for Slater’s
response she ran after Philip and John as they went to Gwen, who was arguing
with a tall, buff brown-haired man.
“Gwen, why the hell didn’t you tell me?” The brown
haired man grabbed Gwen as he yelled at her.
Gwen shook her arm out of his hold. “Because I didn’t want this.”’ She pointed to John, Philip,
and Mr. Brown Hair.
This time the man grabbed Gwen with both hands and
shook her. “You should have told me. I looked like a fool out there. Everyone
could tell they’re your true mates.”
Philip and John each grabbed a hand and removed it
from Mr. Brown Hair, who turned glowing yellow eyes on them and growled. “Let
me go.”
Crap! Sammy
thought. She couldn’t let Sandy’s brothers get killed on her wedding day.
Without thinking Sammy stood in front of Mr. Brown Hair, placing her hands on
his rock solid chest and pushed Philip and John back until they let go. “Don’t
even think about it. This is Sandy’s wedding and those are her brothers, so
don’t start anything. You need to remember that there are a lot of humans
around, and they don’t know what you are.”
Mr. Brown Hair’s eyes narrowed down on her, and he
sneered. “Are you going to stop me, little human?”
It was then that the situation she was in sank in, and
she stared way up into a very angry face. Sammy let her hands drop from his
muscled
and was tapped on the shoulder by Sandy’s father. Philip smiled and joined the
dance taking over from his father.
John winked at her. “See you on the dance floor. I
better cut in before Philip embarrasses himself.”
Susie moaned beside her now. Sandy could see she was
leaning heavily on Blake. “My feet hurt. I don’t want to dance.” She looked to
Brian. “You better come save poor Philip after a second of dancing. I can
barely hold myself up, and Philip has been pretty much holding me up all day.
For him to hold me while dancing is just cruel.”
Brian leaned down and brushed his lips over Susie’s,
and rubbed her belly. “I’ll carry you the rest of the night if you like.”
Susie deflated. “Sounds like heaven. Come on, Blake.
Let’s get this dance over and done with.”
Sammy smiled at the love between Susie and her men
as she let go of Brock’s and Slater’s hands and walked to the dance floor to
have her dance with John.
When the song had almost finished with John, Brock
pushed himself in front of her and pulled her close. “Have I told you how
exquisite you look?” Brock’s fingers stroked up and down her back.
“No, you haven’t. Thank you. You don’t look so bad
yourself.” Sammy reached up and rubbed her hand over his stubble. “One of these
days I want to see you clean shaven and not in black.”
Brock leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. “You’d
have to be real good to see that.”
Sammy grinned up at Brock and wrapped her hands
around his neck. “Something for me to look forward to.”
Brock nodded and held her close for the rest of the
song. Slater took his spot when the song ended.
“What do you think of the wedding?”
“It’s better than I thought it would be. It’s
interesting to see how it worked out. I love seeing how happy Sandy is. Susie
is happy, too, even if she’s ready to pop. She’s boasting that she’s the best
matchmaker out there. That Sandy should be in her debt always for giving her
two awesome men.”
Slater chuckled. “I’ll have to go thank Susie.”
“Oh please don’t. Her head is already huge from this
event.”
Arguing to the side of Sammy had her turning her
head to see Gwen and Mr. Brown Hair. He grabbed Gwen’s hand and walked to the
exit.
Sammy looked around to see Philip and John going
after him. Moving herself out of Slater’s hold she grimaced up at him for a
moment unsure if she should give chase or not.
“I have to go help. Make sure no one leaves the
venue through the front until I have it sorted.” Not waiting for Slater’s
response she ran after Philip and John as they went to Gwen, who was arguing
with a tall, buff brown-haired man.
“Gwen, why the hell didn’t you tell me?” The brown
haired man grabbed Gwen as he yelled at her.
Gwen shook her arm out of his hold. “Because I didn’t want this.”’ She pointed to John, Philip,
and Mr. Brown Hair.
This time the man grabbed Gwen with both hands and
shook her. “You should have told me. I looked like a fool out there. Everyone
could tell they’re your true mates.”
Philip and John each grabbed a hand and removed it
from Mr. Brown Hair, who turned glowing yellow eyes on them and growled. “Let
me go.”
Crap! Sammy
thought. She couldn’t let Sandy’s brothers get killed on her wedding day.
Without thinking Sammy stood in front of Mr. Brown Hair, placing her hands on
his rock solid chest and pushed Philip and John back until they let go. “Don’t
even think about it. This is Sandy’s wedding and those are her brothers, so
don’t start anything. You need to remember that there are a lot of humans
around, and they don’t know what you are.”
Mr. Brown Hair’s eyes narrowed down on her, and he
sneered. “Are you going to stop me, little human?”
It was then that the situation she was in sank in, and
she stared way up into a very angry face. Sammy let her hands drop from his
muscled
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