The silence is broken by whoops and yay's, as we stun our families with everything their hearts can handle. I lean into Ridge's side, knowing I'm finally home.
And as we always say, it's forever.
"You want me to go insane, don't you?" Ridge yells from the bottom of the stairs.
I fight laughing, forcing myself to snort. "I'd prefer you remain sane, considering how the last man I married turned out!"
"Yeah, you're trying to drive me crazy!" I latch my bracelet before peeking over the edge of the balcony at him. He's pacing... again.
"You're gonna wear a hole in the floor if you don't stop that!" I sigh, fighting my racing pulse.
He stops dead in his tracks. "Are you watching me? Because you're supposed to be getting ready!"
"I am ready." I step around the banister, dropping the hem of my gown to the floor. His head whips around, trailing my dress up to lock eyes with mine.
His hand flies to his chest, laying over his heart. "You are breathtaking, Harper."
"Oh, stop." My cheeks flame with the smolder in his eyes.
"No, I can't." He moves to the first step, gazing up at me. "You've always taken my breath away, but today, you're taking my heart forever."
"I thought I already had that. Maybe we should call this whole thing off?" I rub my belly with a wink.
"The hell you say! I've waited my entire life for you to have my name and bear my children." He crooks his finger at me. "Get down here, so I can make you mine."
"Like I've ever been anything else." I descend the stairs slowly, painstakingly taking my time. "I hope you know; I'm only doing this for you."
"I gotta say, that glow you got goin' on makes me hard." He adjusts his cock over his pants. "Do we have to wait until tonight?"
I come to stop on the step above him, resting my hands on his shoulders. "Unless you plan to make our guests, wait any longer."
"I wasn't the one that got to breastfeed," he pulls me to him. "as a matter of fact, I'm hungry."
Ridge's hands roam my curves, heightening my already sensitive libido. "As though I could tell Leighton no?"
"You tell me no all the time, she needs to learn at some point, it's not all about her." He runs his nose over the lace on my bodice, enticing my nipples to a perky point.
"Are we gonna get married before Ryder's born or should we just forgo all this nonsense and have a ton of babies?" I giggle, pulling his mouth to mine. Ridge presses into me, running his hand up my back. He holds me close, molding his body to me.
His breath is sweet and warm as he murmurs over my lips. "Can't we do it all?"
"We can, but Leighton will be ready to eat soon, and Ryder is kicking me so hard right now, I think I need to pee again." I giggle against his mouth.
He sighs, releasing me. "C'mon, before our children make us any later."
"Thank you," I take the last step, turning to the bath downstairs. "my bladder and your son also thank you."
He grips my hand, hauling me back to him. "Say it again."
"Say what again?"
"The thing about our son," his lips brush mine. "please say it again."
I tremble, as I always have in his arms, and find the will to utter the words. "Our son."
"I've waited for so long to have you three, I was starting to think it wouldn't happen." When his eyes lock with mine, my breath hitches caught up in the deep emotion they are swimming in. The waves crash into me, love washing over me, like I've never experienced before.
"My beautiful, sweet soul. I love you. I can never thank you enough for this life you have given us. One of meaning and understanding. Unconditional and overwhelming. You are life to me. I will never be the same and will never want to be who I once was." My fingers tangle in his hair as I fist it and drag his mouth to mine.
His lips give into mine, allowing me to tell him everything without using the words that seem to fail me more than they have ever helped. I sweep my tongue over his, swirling it before nipping it.
Our bodies molded to the other, it's as though we move in unison. Just like we do when we make love, it's simply Ridge and I. I'm fairly sure a thread couldn't be found between us had it not been for our clothes, and as if on cue... a wail from the other room, followed by a swift kick to our guts.
"Wow!" Ridge's eyes bug out with his son's foot thundering against us. "Okay, little man. Daddy's gonna get your sister and take your Momma to the alter."
"I'll be the one in pale pink with a matching mini me." I giggle, spinning to rush to the bathroom.
Ridge chuckles as I turn the corner with my dress over my ass. "Damn, I think I like that dress after all."
People, we actually argued over the color of my dress. Yes, you heard me right. Ridge felt it was a grave mis-justice to each of us that I planned to wear a blush pink dress.
I peer out the door as he turns the corner to get Leighton. I can't believe I pushed him away the way I did, I truly will never deserve this man. He's the most amazing father, and God knows he proved that by knocking my ass up when Leighton was only two months old.
"You Alright?" He calls from the living room.
I finish my business and straighten my dress. "Just gotta wash up. She okay?"
"My little princess is perfect, just like her Momma." He's swaying her as I enter the room. My heart thrums as I watch him, wooed by our beautiful girl.
"We might need to get goin' before she has to eat, and I need to pee again." I gasp when Ryder kicks me.
Ridge winks. "He ain't gonna let you forget him."
"He's like his father, I'll never be the same again." I lean, straighten his bow tie and kissing our daughter.
"I love your matching dresses, they're perfect."
"I know how much you wanted me in white, but it's not about the dress, I've already learned that lesson. It's about this," I kiss him. "just us."
He takes my hand, laying it over his heart. "You and me, and babies make four. Forever."
"Now, give me our girl and get down to the alter. I want you to make an honest woman outta me." I wrap Leighton in my arms, only to be cradled in his.
"Harper, you're the best woman I know. I'm on cloud nine, baby." He presses his lips to mine before kissing Leighton's forehead.
There's a quick rap on the door as Landon rushes through it. "Hey, people! Let's get hitched before she ends up pregnant again. Oh, that's right."
"Har. Har, har." I flip him off when he sticks his tongue out at me.
"Please don't upset my wife, not today." Ridge punches my brother in the arm.
He rubs it, glaring at me. "Dang it! Why are you heaping the abuse on the brother of the bride? She's the one putting a ball and chain on you."
"She thought it was the best way," Ridge waggles his brows at me. "to keep Scout away from me."
"You know what, give me my niece, y'all are on your own." Landon scoops the baby into his arms and hurries out the door.