Page 192 of Black Flag

I let go of her handand twirled her around before capturing her once again in my arms. Everyonestayed off the dance floor, snapping pictures while we danced, lost in themoment together.

“Are you enjoyingyourself, Mrs. Riley?” I whispered to her, deciding to give those particularwords a try.

She laughed. “Thatsounds good to hear and yes, I am, Mr. Riley.”

“I hoped you feel thatway. I intend to say it a lot.” I replied happily.

We made our way back tothe wedding table where everyone decided to give us toasts. Handing amicrophone to my family really was a bad idea, particularly when intoxicated.

Spencer started.“Before we get this party started...Iwanted to congratulate you guys. Sway, you’ve always been like a little sisterto me and I’m glad my brother finally pulled his head out of his ass and askedyou to marry him. We have all waited a long time for this wedding so...Let’s party!” he exclaimed pumping hisfists in the air while our guests cheered.

Alley took themicrophone from him while holding Lane. “Welcome to the madness, Sway.” shesaid with a smile.

Lane leaned down intothe microphone. “Happy wedding,” he said shyly and handed the microphone toAiden before he buried his head in his mom’s shoulder.

“Whew!” was all hemanaged to say throwing his champagne around in the air. He must have beentrying to compete with Tommy.

Emma then took themicrophone while Sway and I laughed at howdrunkAidenwas. Aiden was always lively when drunk but he was unskilled at staying on hisown two feet.

“You know, once...hey...I wasn’t done—”

Dad snatched themicrophone from her before she could go off on another one of her speeches,knocking over a few glasses of champagne as he did so.

“I think what Emmameant to say was...LET’S PARTY!”

My entire family wasdrunk if you didn’t know, even my mom who was dancing with Charlie.

When the speeches werefinished, I led Sway out to the dance floor where Spencerqueuedthe sounds ofSeptemberby Earth, Wind and Fire.

Although it was hard todance with Sway and her round belly, we made due. She didn’t hesitate to rubher ass against me either to tease me.

“You better watch outwife. I’ll get even with you.” I growled against her neck in a rough strainedvoice. “You shouldn’t tease me.”

“I’m looking forward toit, husband.” Sway whispered in my ear as she once again pushed against mycamshaft.

Two more weeks...two more weeks...I chanted to myself. How I was going tomake it two more weeks was beyond me. I wasn’t sure I could make it throughtonight with how amazing she looked in this dress.

We danced for hours toa variety of different songs. Everyone took turns dedicating songs to us. Somewere appropriate—some were not.

“Now...I remember one particular party at ourhouse...sorry dad...” Spencer flashed our dad a smile. Ifonly he really knew the parties we threw in our teenage years. “This song wasplaying that night and I remember my little bro here dancing with Sway to it...so here’s to you two.” He signaled theDJ and the sounds of DJKool’sLet Me Clear MyThroatpulsed through the speakers. The memories of that evening came tomind as I watched her shake her ass in front of me. For being eight monthspregnant, she could still shake her ass with the best of them.

There were so manymemories of my childhood with Sway in them. It was refreshing to know we’d becreating more for years to come and I couldn’t wait.

My composure had longsince vanished watching Spencer dance around beside us. He looked like anasshole on the dance floor or a coked out version of Evander Holyfield, onlywhite, the size is the same.

I was now vacillatingbetween snorting and violently shaking as I tried to hang onto my beer while laughinguncontrollably and keeping one arm around Sway.

I don’t think I’d everdanced this much in my life or laughed at how ridiculous our families were whendrunk together. One thing was true; our families were one in the same.

My legs were startingto feel weak when Spencer approached us.

I’m not sure what wasmore entertaining to me, him trying to stand on his own two feet, or me.

“Enough for fuck’ssake,” Spencer said as he strode up to cut in. “Let me dance with her. Thiscould be my last chance to tease her before this baby pops out and I have towatch my mouth around it.”

Alley slapped him. “Youdon’t watch your mouth around Lane...”

“He’s used to it.”Spencer replied with a shrug reaching for Sway.

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