“Oh look, my first distraction,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around my aching shaft.
“I aim to please,” I growl, using my hand to guide her mouth down to my cock.
She hums her approval as her mouth slides down on me and the pleasure makes me want to close my eyes and enjoy, but I fight it. I want to watch her suck me off and swallow me down.
The lights from the Christmas tree are filling the room. I’ve never liked Christmas. Never had one worth even acknowledging the holiday. As I watch the woman I love, work me with her hand and her mouth, I realize that it has all changed now. Drew is my gift, and if I had to wade through all the shit in my past to get to this moment…
It was more than worth it.
Then, I stop thinking as Drew takes me to heaven.
Chapter 21
Drew
Christmas Day
“You look beautiful, Drew.”
I turn to see Toi. She’s the girl my brother was hung up on bad. I must admit, she is gorgeous with her wavy, golden locks, curves, and perfect cheekbones. She has this soft, sweet voice, which I’m told is in part because she had an injury that affected her ability to speak. She also loves her husband completely. I don’t know Marcum that well yet, but he doesn’t make a secret of how much he loves his wife or his children—and I’m kind of scared to ask how many children he has. I’m pretty sure that man could field several football teams with his offspring.
“Thank you. I know I shouldn’t be, but I’m so nervous.”
“Why on earth for? You have to know that Train is absolutely in love with you,” she says, and I smile.
“Yeah, I know, but that’s a huge crowd out there,” I laugh, peeking through the door again.
“I guess it is. Marcum invited several allies in and their clubs. From there, it just became a giant party. You’ll learn this club really likes those,” she laughs.
“Oh crap,” I whisper as the music is starting.
“I better go wrangle up my babies to start them walking down the aisle,” she says, giving me a hug.
“Thank you for helping me get this all done so quickly, Toi. I truly appreciate it.”
“Oh please, don’t worry about it. It’s good practice for me. We’re family. Besides, my oldest stepdaughter is quietly planning her wedding. We just haven’t announced it yet because Marcum is having a cow because she’s marrying a cop.”
I start giggling. I can’t help it. I haven’t known Marcum long, but I think he pretty much makes his own laws.
“Sure, you laugh. I may not survive,” Toi jokes, going out the door and grabbing the hands of her little boy and girl and walks up the aisle in the middle of them as the music plays. I don’t really know anyone here, so Toi is standing beside me. Train has Marcum beside him. The men are wearing jeans and their cuts, but Toi, the kids, and I are all decked out. My dress is a Vera Wang and cost a mint. I was going to pay for it, but Jack wouldn’t let me.
“I hear someone here needs escorted down the aisle.”
I look up to see my brother standing in front of me, on a cane.
“G? I thought you said you didn’t want to ride the scooter.”
“I don’t. Do you see me on a scooter?”
“It’s a long distance, G,” I whisper, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.
“I’m walking up the aisle, and I’m giving my only sister to a man that even I have to admit is a good one.”
“I love you G.”
“I love you, too, but after the wedding, you’re going to have to tell me exactly why you invited Millie down here.”
“What? I wanted her to be here for my wedding.”
“Bullshit,” he mutters.
“It’s true. I really like Millie.”
G shakes his head but doesn’t argue with me. I’m not lying, but I might have also hoped that if G saw her here, he’d make a move. That doesn’t seem to be working.
My brother is nothing if not stubborn.
“Let’s get you hitched. I may look damn good—”
“You do,” I agree, overwhelmed with emotions as my brother pulls me into his arms.
“That doesn’t mean it’s easy, though,” he admits, and I lean up to kiss his cheek.
“I love you, G.”
“I love you, too, little sister. I always will.”
The wedding march begins to play, and I link my arm with G’s, helping to take a little off his weight.
“You know, if I’m married, it’s against the rules for you to beat my husband up,” I murmur as all eyes turn to us.
“Hmmm…” G responds, which is really no answer at all.
My gaze lifts, and I look up to see Jack standing by the archway at the end of the aisle waiting on me. It’s an arch made of evergreen branches and twinkling Christmas lights. Toi and her daughter are wearing red dresses, while her son has on a black tux with a red rose in the lapel that matches mine and Toi’s bouquet. It’s completely perfect—but not as perfect as the man waiting for me.
Jack’s smiling at me. My heart squeezes in my chest. He’s so handsome, but it’s more than that. I can feel his love for me with just the heat of his gaze.
After the mess with Lenny, I thought I was done with men.
Now, I know that until Jack came into my life, I’d never truly known anything about love and relationships. Jack taught me the difference between make believe and real love.
The closer I get to him the more I realize that I finally am exactly where I was meant to be all along. My brother kisses me and Jack takes my hand, his lips grazing my forehead as I turn to him.
“Merry Christmas, Midnight. I’ve been waiting on you,” he whispers.
“I’m here, Jack. I’ll always be here,” I promise—right before he pulls me in closer.
We’re not to that part yet, but when he kisses me, taking my mouth passionately, I don’t mind one bit. In fact, I kiss him back. His hand moves down to my ass. I don’t stop him. I like it too much. All the guests start hollering. His brothers in the club are cheering us on.
When we break apart, I grin at him.
“Let’s get this over with so we can start our honeymoon,” I murmur.
“Fuck, baby, you really are perfect,” he says, and I look at the preacher, hoping I stop giggling before we get to the I dos.
The End
Epilogue
Three Weeks After The Wedding
“My brother is an idiot.”
“Midnight—”
“Did you see Millie tonight?!?!” Drew asks, clearly upset.
“I did, but baby this isn’t something you can get involved in.”
She’s upset because her brother is pissed at her and Marcum.
Drew invited Millie down for her wedding and Marcum decided to offer her a job to be Ghost’s nurse while he got back on his feet. He did so after hearing how much our brother wanted the pretty little nurse. It helped that she had great qualifications. She’s also in love with my brother. It’s easy to see. Hell, she wears her heart on her sleeve. I’m convinced that’s the only reason she would have quit the job she had in North Carolina and move down to Florida. It seemed like the perfect solution—until Ghost screamed at Millie to get the hell out, making her run out of the room.