Page 80 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
The song had slowed down and I was swaying in James' arms. I had been staring into his eyes the whole time. I couldn't seem to stop. He was my husband. James Hunter was my husband. It was hard to wrap my head around it. I was married to the man of my dreams.
James smiled. "What are you thinking?"
"That I can't believe I married my professor."
"Any regrets?"
I shook my head. "None."
The song stopped. I thought another would start up, but instead, I heard the thump of the mic.
"It's time to see whose wedding we'll be celebrating next!" the D.J. said. "Someone get a chair in the middle of the dance floor."
Rob dropped Daphne's hand and pulled a chair up to me and James.
"This should be properly embarrassing," he said with a wink.
Embarrassing? There was nothing embarrassing about this. Unless I threw the bouquet too hard or something. I had seen someone throw it into the rafters before. But we were outside. I'd be fine.
"Mrs. Hunter, take a seat and let your new husband find your garter."
I laughed and sat down in the chair. James kneeled down in front of me and lifted up my skirt slightly. He bent down and his head disappeared beneath it. I hadn't even thought about how horribly awkward this would be. God, Rob was right. This was definitely embarrassing.
James kissed the inside of my knee and then my thigh. He was purposely taking a long time just to mortify me. He knew exactly where it was from earlier.
I felt his fingers slowly wrap around the garter and he pulled it gingerly down my thigh. He reappeared a second later and made a face like it had been hard work.
He laughed and smoothed my dress back into place.
Everyone seemed to think it was hilarious. "Ow, ow!" all the groomsmen yelled.
James winked at me and stood back up.
"All the single men please make your way to the dance floor," the D.J. said.
"All those sexy bachelors!" Justin said and clapped his hands.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"And all the single ladies, stand on the other side of the dance floor," the D.J. said.
I saw all my friends make their way to the dance floor.
"You or me first?" James asked.
"I'll go." I turned away from the group of girls. I threw my bouquet behind my back and immediately turned around to see who would catch it. It landed straight in Melissa's arms without her even trying to grab it. She laughed awkwardly and tried to hand it to Bee, but Bee shook her head.
Melissa shrugged and smiled at me.
As soon as I was back from my honeymoon, we would have that conversation I promised her. Just thinking about it made my stomach twist with guilt. And not just because of the fact that Tyler had left her because of me. It was also because this was the first time all day that I had even thought about Tyler. But it was better that he wasn't here. It wouldn't have been right. Maybe one day we could be friends again. The way I thought we had been this whole time.
James shot my garter belt into the group of bachelors.
Matt jumped up and caught it. He smiled as he walked over to Melissa. He grabbed her waist, pulled her in close, and kissed her.
A few people gasped. They were supposed to share a dance, not a kiss.
But in a few seconds, Melissa grabbed the back of his neck, ensuring that he wouldn't stop.
