Page 140 of Riding the Edge

“He’s standing right next to the Tiger,” Al replies. “I don’t know which one of those two are more anxious.”

“Then I guess we better go find our seats,” I say, diverting my gaze back to Lauren. “I love you, my girl.”

“I love you too,” she says, wrapping her arms around me. I close my eyes and relish in the moment before pulling away and taking Al’s free hand. With Bella tucked in his arm, he guides me out of the bridal suite and we make our way to the ceremony.

My eyes go straight towards the altar and land on Riggs. Dressed in a tuxedo, he wears his signature grin. There isn’t a trace of nerves on his handsome face or in his clear blue eyes.

“How did you convince him to take his sunglasses off for the ceremony?” I ask Al.

“That was all Anthony. I think he threatened to break his knee caps.”

“Sounds about right,” I laugh.

We find our seats and a moment later the wedding march begins. Everyone stands and turns to the back of the room. Once again, my breath catches as my daughter starts down the aisle, escorted by her three sons. Al’s hand finds mine and I subconsciously lean my head against his shoulder as we watch them reach the altar. Anthony steps down and stands next to his sister, placing a hand on Eric’s shoulder.

“Who gives this woman’s hand in marriage?”

“We do.”

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