Page 126 of Electric Kiss

“Four Mr and Mrs Turners in one room,” Imelda said. “Well five Mrs Turners technically.”

Luke looked to his mum and grinned.

“How does it feel to see all your kids happy and married?” Archer asked, coming to her side to wrap his arm around her shoulders.

“I’m happy to witness it. I just wish your dad was here,” she said and sniffled.

“We all do Mum. We’re going to celebrate for him too,” Luke said. “Let’s get this party started.”

Luke stood with Freya in his arms and put her on her feet.

The room already had a cramped feeling with the Turner siblings, their spouses, the vicar, Imelda Turner, and Freya’s parents. When the large, old oak door squeaked open to the vestry, everyone quietened and observed until they saw who was coming in.

Bailey was the person.

Luke swallowed hard and Freya held onto his hand. He instinctively assumed that Bailey’s cheerful expression disappearing meant it was about Cynthia.

She hadn’t come to the church. Archer was on Cynthia watch and promised to tell him if she entered the place. No one had seen her.

“I’m sorry, Mr Turner, but I just received information that as soon as you signed the marriage register, they require you to go to the morning room at Turner Hall,” Bailey announced.

“Can’t she wait one fucking day?” Jason clipped out.

Bailey looked at Jason, giving a quick shake of his head.

“I’m not sure this should wait. She has her solicitor with her. Ms Turner promised she would stay out of sight for your wedding, but in repayment you are to go directly to the morning room at Turner Hall before you join your guests. These words were spoken by her solicitor not Ms Turner.”

Luke looked at his big brother with wide eyes. Archer nodded at him. He then looked to Jason who was thin lipped, but he nodded too. Last he looked to Daisy who was the wisest of them all.

“Get this done, brother, then we can get drunk,” Daisy said.

Luke grinned at his sister.

“Actually, all four of you are summoned,” Bailey explained.

That made Luke overwhelmingly nervous.

“You’re not going without me, Luke,” Freya said, squeezing his hand.

“None of you are going without me. You will not face that woman without me at your side,” Imelda said.

“Right,” Luke said cheerily. “Let’s get moving. We have an aisle to walk down and confetti to get out of our hair. Then we’ll all go and see what she wants.”

Bailey’s shoulders dropped two inches, and he held the door wide open for everyone to troop out.

Luke stood at the door to the outer vestry and held his elbow out. He looked right and then down at Freya, but not too much as she had her very high heels he hadn’t seen but knew she had on.

“Let me see them,” he said.

Freya knew what he was talking about and rested her hand on his forearm to balance. She lifted her skirts and kicked a leg out.

“Jesus, are the celebrations over yet?” he muttered.

Freya giggled, dropped her leg, dropped her skirts and shimmied to get the dress to fall correctly. Then her bridesmaids fanned out her cloak that acted as her train. Her veil was now back and her tiara secured.

“We ready to roll?” Luke asked.

“Yes, you both look perfect,” Erica gushed.

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