Free Taking Whatever He Wants: The Cline Brothers of Colorado by Unknown Page B

working my way to her pretty little pussy, but my dirty thoughts were rudely interrupted by her loud scream. She rushed from her stance outside the bedroom door and into Brent’s arms.
    “Fuck, I don’t get that kind of greeting,” I grumbled to myself, which earned me a look of pity from my future wife.
    “I can’t believe you’re here,” she squealed, pulling away from Brent and giving Alana a tight hug.
    “Yeah, well this guy isn’t so bad after all. He wanted to make sure I didn’t get to miss it.”
    “Now that we’ve had the surprise, can you two boys go get a drink, bullshit a bit, and move along so we can finish getting her ready?” Alana asked, not waiting for a reply, she ushered us both out of the room. We just looked at each other. “The bar,” we said simultaneously. Both nodding, we went back downstairs. I was actually more nervous now that someone from her family was here. Brent and I knew each other, but it was different, it was like I wasn’t giving Sonya the wedding she should have.
    “What’s up, man? You look a little nervous. Don’t want to marry my cousin now?”
    “Hell yes, I do, but I’m feeling bad that it isn’t bigger. I know she said she didn’t care, but I can afford better than a shotgun wedding in Vegas with just you two here to celebrate with us.”
    “I feel you. I did the same thing, but if she wanted a big one she wouldn’t be so fucking neurotic up there. Besides, other than me she really doesn’t have anyone to invite. I’m sorry that your family can’t be here.”
    “I know, but Will has got his stuff going on and mom and dad need to be there to help with his woman. I’m going to surprise them with her anyway.”
    We had about two drinks in the forty-five minutes before Alana called Brent. “Okay, I will. I love you, babe,” he said and then hung up.
    “What’s up?”
    “Sonya wants you to go to the altar already and Alana and I will walk her there.”
    “Fine. As long as you make it quick, I can’t wait to marry her.” I stood up to leave when Brent hugged me close.
    “Thanks. She found the perfect guy after all.”
    “I’m not letting her getaway now.”
    “I understand,” he chuckled, leaving to the bank of elevators. I paid the bill and left to the spot we picked when we first landed. 
    When I got to the place I was a freaking ball of nerves. I didn’t know what for, but maybe this was what Sonya was feeling earlier like something could ruin this for us.
    I heard her voice as she said hello to the officiant. Game time. I waited as the music began and Alana waltzed in and took her seat. It was time. My heart was pounding like crazy. This wasn’t me. I wasn’t the guy that got gushy about these things. Before I met her, my family was the only thing I cared about outside my shop. My emotions were never worn on my sleeve, but this woman has made me do a full one-eighty, and I loved her even more for it.
    The moment she stepped into my view, I was floored. It wasn’t that she was completely different. Some makeup and a simple white dress didn’t add more beauty to the woman I thought was perfect. It was the glow all around her. She looked down coyly, briefly taking her eyes away from me, but when she lifted them they were bright and she had a blush staining her cheeks.
    “Thank you,” I whispered to her. “Thank you for letting me love you.” I saw the first tears build in her eyes.
    “Damn it, you’re going to make my mascara run.”
    “As long as you don’t, I’m cool,” I said with a smile. The love was pouring out of me at this moment. Just seeing her, all my nerves were gone.
    “Blech,” Brent said, pretending to gag. We weren’t in a church, so I flipped him off.
    “Shall we begin?” the officiant asked. I nodded and he began. Within minutes it was over and Sonya was mine for keeps. I kissed her for the first time as husband and wife and couldn’t wait to get rid of Brent.
    Just as we walked into the restaurant of