Page 73 of Accidentally Checked By My Brother's Best Friend

“Thank you. Thank you very much,” Elvis answers, and I lean my face into Duncan’s arm and chuckle.

“Are we really doing this?” I whisper, my cheeks ache from the grin stretched across my face since yesterday.

“Which one? Getting married or having Elvis marry us?” Duncan’s chest rumbles and his smile sends tiny shock waves through my body.

“Both?” I scrunch my face looking up at him. A tiny giggle escaping.

“Yes.” His eyes roam my face and I feel heat everywhere they touch.

Duncan looks so unbearably handsome that it hurts me to look at him. He’s wearing a dark grey suit that fits him like a glove, with a pair of blue suede shoes. It’s beyond perfect. He’s beyond perfect, and the way he keeps looking at me like he won the lottery makes all parts of me warm and fuzzy.

Grabbing my hand from his arm, he lifts it to his mouth, and chills run through me as his lips brush my skin. My heart is nearly exploding with all the love I have for him.

“Ava, if you don’t want to do this, we can wait and plan something else. I’ll marry you any place, any time. Just tell me when.”

“You’d do that for me?” I ask in awe of the man standing beside me.

“I’d do anything for you.” His husky voice leaves me slightly breathless, and his smile has my heart jumping around my chest.

There isn’t any doubt that I want to marry him or that I want to marry him right here and now. But the fact that he would come to Las Vegas, twenty-four hours after proposing, only to tell me that he would wait makes me feel like I won in life.

“When are you going to kiss?” Scarlett huffs. Once again, laughter rings out and impossibly my smile gets bigger.

“How did I get so lucky?” I squeeze Duncan’s hand in mine. “Yes, I want to have Elvis marry us. I mean, who wouldn’t want to have that experience?”

The crowd behind us cheers and I give them a fist pump with my bouquet. It only has them cheer louder.

It’s a pretty packed house and honestly I’m not sure if other people are getting married or if they just followed us here to watch. Apparently,Tea Timegot hold of the news that we were getting married today and figured out where.

Tea Timespreading the news makes it feel like we’ve come full circle.

“Aren’t these two just the sweetest?” Elvis looks around the room and waits for the crowd to respond. Then looking directly at me, he asks. “Are you ready to marry thishunka, hunka, Burning Love?”

“I’ve never been more ready to let someone be myTeddy BearorLove Me Tender, in my entire life.”

Duncan gives me one of those smiles that sucks all the breath from me turning my knees to jelly.

“Getting into the swing of things, I see.” Elvis winks, then swivels his hips.

Laughing, I squish my face into Duncan’s arm. When he leans down to kiss me, Elvis puts a hand out.

“No kissing untilafterthe I dos.” He swivels his hips again. “Let’s get this started, shall we? The groom is getting impatient.”

“Finally!” Scarlett groans.

The room erupts with laughter and cheers. Duncan and I nod.

As Elvis starts with the invocations, Duncan’s eyes beam down at me, my breath hitches, my heart stops, and the world stands still for a moment.

The ceremony is ridiculously campy, but irresistibly sweet. I’ve been married more than once in the movies I’ve filmed, but this is the best one hands down.

“The feelings you have now are aFountain of Lovethat will nourish each of you as you move through life together. The rings represent the desire to show that love to the rest of the world.”

Putting my left hand out, Elvis places the simple gold band Duncan and I agreed upon. He then does the same for Duncan.

“Duncan, do you promise to love Ava tender, to never treat her like a fool and never stop yourself from falling in love with her?”

Duncan looks over at me, his eyes glassy and I feel the back of my eyes burn. “I do.” He lifts my hand, slides on the simple gold band. When I go to pull my hand away, he grips it tighter and slips on the most beautiful emerald cut sapphire that leaves me blinded.

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