Page 127 of Electric Kiss

Luke looked at Freya, did a double rise of his eyebrows and leaned in to give her a quick kiss. Then Freya hooked his arm, and they walked out into the church to a deafening cheer. They dashed down the aisle and out into the sunshine where more people were gathered not in their Sunday best but were wearing smiles. A loud cheer went up as they walked through the throng of people and stood in the centre of the amassed crowd. Luke circled Freya as she walked in a full circle and then tugged her close to passionately kiss her, deeply, for long seconds as he felt fluttering over his head and hands. He flickered his eyes open and could see nothing but confetti. Luke abruptly broke the kiss.

“Open your eyes, Peaches,” he whispered over her lips.

She did, looking around. Luke swept his gaze around too to see a couple of hundred people all throwing a mixture of petals and confetti. It was raining down on them as they cuddled close.

“It really is movie worthy,” Luke said absently as he gazed at everyone.

“That will be because I handed my folder to the movie star,” Freya answered.

Luke didn’t correct her, but this part was his idea, which was why he led her to an empty patch on the grass and the well wishers were in a circle around them.

“Yeah,” he answered.

“Come on you two, into the marriage buggy,” Yanny called out.

Luke took Freya’s hand, and they walked on the grass to the pathway to the waiting golf buggy decked out in white bows, long satin tails, and white balloons. Archer was at the steering wheel waiting for them.

Freya and Luke slid into the seat behind, Yanny sat next to Archer. Then Bailey and Jason sat at the back facing the other way. As Archer pulled way, Luke could hear the tin cans rattle on the ground as he drove. Him and Freya looked around to see the long train of tin cans attached by string. At the very end was a handwritten signJust Married.

“The boys did it,” Archer said. “They wanted to put their stamp on the wedding somewhere and hid it under the buggy so you would see until we drove away.”

“That is so sweet,” Freya said.

“They turned into great kids,” Luke said.

“That’s on you, brother. They look up to you and want to make themselves better people,” Jason said.

Luke felt extremely uncomfortable with the compliment. He stopped them bullying, gave them a job, a purpose and an outlet during the winter to ease their boredom. He couldn’t have known that during the summer they didn’t want to give up their jobs at the warehouse and work for Erica’s charity. They were happy to work for snacks and drinks. He felt a sense of pride in them, but he didn’t attribute it solely to himself.

So he replied, “They’re brilliant kids.”

No one replied. Freya cuddled into his side and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“You look sensational, wife.”

“You look very handsome, husband.”

Luke smiled looking ahead. He caught Yanny’s grin as he delicately rested his head against Freya’s so he didn’t move her tiara.

“Are we going straight there?” Luke asked to no one in particular.

“Yes, Mr Turner. Straight to the morning room. Mr Porterfield said it won’t take longer than ten minutes. There is plenty of entertainment to keep everyone occupied at Edward Hall. They’re switching around things. I gave Mr Myers a spanner,” Bailey said.

Archer slammed on the breaks of the buggy and everyone lurched forward. He let out a howl of laughter, slapping his hands against the wheel.

“About fucking time he got a spanner,” Jason mumbled.

“I can’t see,” Archer called out, wiping his eyes from laughing.

“I bet he’s having a fit up there,” Jason said through his laughter.

“Okay, okay. I think hysteria has set in wondering what the hell Cynthia wants,” Luke said as Archer accelerated away.

They reached the opposite side of Turner Hall from Edward Hall, ensuring the guests wouldn’t see them. Behind them was the other buggy that carried Heidi, Erica, Imelda, and Daisy. Nate drove that buggy. All pairing up, Yanny said his goodbyes and took a few steps before Freya called him back.

“Will you take my cloak?” she asked him, her hands going to the three buttons at her neck.

“Of course, darling, let me help you,” he said striding back to her.

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