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lifted her glass higher and the two
brides laughed.
“To never going to bed with a disagreement on the table,”
David added. His poor wife had spent the majority of dinner blushing furiously
from the candid conversation of the honeymooners. It was telling when Autumn
and the hotel help were classier than the guests, but they were harmless.
“ L’chaim ,” Sammi interjected before the toast got
ridiculously long.
Everyone clinked glasses and sipped. Or at least most
sipped. The two brides chugged theirs in some sort of private drinking contest.
The other groom leaned across the table and crooked his
finger at Sammi. “We were thinking about going to a club down the beach.
Interested?”
Sammi flexed his hand under the table.
“You’ve got to come with us,” the bride squealed.
“Oh, that sounds like fun.” Autumn squeezed his thigh.
Inwardly Sammi groaned. “I think I’m going to pass though. That 2:00 a.m.
wake-up this morning is killing me. Maybe some other time? We’re going to be
here for a few days.”
“One drink. Come for one drink.” The honeymooning bride
leaned forward so far her breasts almost fell out the front of her dress.
“I’m about to pass out right here on my wedding night.”
Autumn tossed her hair over her shoulder and laughed.
“I think we’re going to have to go.” Eleri’s husband pulled
her chair out for her. “It was a lovely wedding. Blessings on both of you.”
“Eleri, you were my angel today.” Autumn slid out from her
chair and hugged the woman and her husband in turn. “Thank you so much for
being here tonight too.”
Sammi turned in his seat, loath to get to his feet yet.
They’d taken pictures for an age and his muscles felt weak.
“We’re going to go too.” Mary and her husband rose, giving
Autumn hugs and circling the table to shake his hand.
“Thank you for helping put this together,” Sammi said to the
two women.
“Not a problem, that’s what we do,” Mary replied with a
smile.
“I think that’s our cue to bid everyone a good night.” David
glanced at his wife, who nodded.
They said more goodbyes, Autumn hugging everyone at least
twice. In half a day she’d managed to make lifelong friends. He didn’t know how
she did it.
Sammi pushed his chair back and listened to the honeymooning
bride whine at Autumn again. He’d get up. In a minute.
As the last of their guests wound their way through the
tables of the open-air restaurant, Autumn spun to face him. She’d ditched the
veil and flowers but she was still the picture of beauty. How she’d put it all
together so fast was extraordinary. The credit card bill would probably show
the motivating factor for a lot of it, but it had been worth it.
“So.” Autumn sauntered the few paces to his side and sat
down on his lap.
He shifted so he could hold on to her better. “So what?”
“Are you happy?” She curled her arms around his neck, her
lower lip pinched between her teeth.
“Hell, yes. Words cannot describe how happy I am—” A yawn
sideswiped him and he scrambled to cover his mouth.
“Don’t do that. I’ve been able to resist yawning!” Autumn
covered her mouth and shook her head as a yawn took her.
“Come on, let’s go upstairs.” He patted her hip.
They got to their feet slowly and Autumn took his hand. It
was late. In a handful of hours they would have been up for a full day and
night. It was just too much.
“How are you feeling?” Autumn asked as they walked under the
covered path from the restaurant into the hotel.
“I think I overdid it today. My muscles are really
fatigued.” It was hard to say those words, to admit he wasn’t fine, but it
wasn’t as if she were unaware of his condition.
“Did you try the bathtub? There are massaging jets or
something in there. I didn’t know what all the knobs and buttons did.”
“Oh, they have one of those in the room?” That was a really
good idea.
“Yeah. It’s big enough for like, six people. You could
brides laughed.
“To never going to bed with a disagreement on the table,”
David added. His poor wife had spent the majority of dinner blushing furiously
from the candid conversation of the honeymooners. It was telling when Autumn
and the hotel help were classier than the guests, but they were harmless.
“ L’chaim ,” Sammi interjected before the toast got
ridiculously long.
Everyone clinked glasses and sipped. Or at least most
sipped. The two brides chugged theirs in some sort of private drinking contest.
The other groom leaned across the table and crooked his
finger at Sammi. “We were thinking about going to a club down the beach.
Interested?”
Sammi flexed his hand under the table.
“You’ve got to come with us,” the bride squealed.
“Oh, that sounds like fun.” Autumn squeezed his thigh.
Inwardly Sammi groaned. “I think I’m going to pass though. That 2:00 a.m.
wake-up this morning is killing me. Maybe some other time? We’re going to be
here for a few days.”
“One drink. Come for one drink.” The honeymooning bride
leaned forward so far her breasts almost fell out the front of her dress.
“I’m about to pass out right here on my wedding night.”
Autumn tossed her hair over her shoulder and laughed.
“I think we’re going to have to go.” Eleri’s husband pulled
her chair out for her. “It was a lovely wedding. Blessings on both of you.”
“Eleri, you were my angel today.” Autumn slid out from her
chair and hugged the woman and her husband in turn. “Thank you so much for
being here tonight too.”
Sammi turned in his seat, loath to get to his feet yet.
They’d taken pictures for an age and his muscles felt weak.
“We’re going to go too.” Mary and her husband rose, giving
Autumn hugs and circling the table to shake his hand.
“Thank you for helping put this together,” Sammi said to the
two women.
“Not a problem, that’s what we do,” Mary replied with a
smile.
“I think that’s our cue to bid everyone a good night.” David
glanced at his wife, who nodded.
They said more goodbyes, Autumn hugging everyone at least
twice. In half a day she’d managed to make lifelong friends. He didn’t know how
she did it.
Sammi pushed his chair back and listened to the honeymooning
bride whine at Autumn again. He’d get up. In a minute.
As the last of their guests wound their way through the
tables of the open-air restaurant, Autumn spun to face him. She’d ditched the
veil and flowers but she was still the picture of beauty. How she’d put it all
together so fast was extraordinary. The credit card bill would probably show
the motivating factor for a lot of it, but it had been worth it.
“So.” Autumn sauntered the few paces to his side and sat
down on his lap.
He shifted so he could hold on to her better. “So what?”
“Are you happy?” She curled her arms around his neck, her
lower lip pinched between her teeth.
“Hell, yes. Words cannot describe how happy I am—” A yawn
sideswiped him and he scrambled to cover his mouth.
“Don’t do that. I’ve been able to resist yawning!” Autumn
covered her mouth and shook her head as a yawn took her.
“Come on, let’s go upstairs.” He patted her hip.
They got to their feet slowly and Autumn took his hand. It
was late. In a handful of hours they would have been up for a full day and
night. It was just too much.
“How are you feeling?” Autumn asked as they walked under the
covered path from the restaurant into the hotel.
“I think I overdid it today. My muscles are really
fatigued.” It was hard to say those words, to admit he wasn’t fine, but it
wasn’t as if she were unaware of his condition.
“Did you try the bathtub? There are massaging jets or
something in there. I didn’t know what all the knobs and buttons did.”
“Oh, they have one of those in the room?” That was a really
good idea.
“Yeah. It’s big enough for like, six people. You could
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