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“But it’s every father’s dream to walk his daughter down the aisle.”
“Times have changed. Traditions are out. Your dad is a grown man and will understand.”
“Here he is now.” Penelope stood up. “Good luck.”
“Hey, sweetheart.” My dad smiled, kissing my cheek. “Look at my precious grandchildren. Hi there, Ashton. Hi there, Ashley. It’s your grandpa,” he said, staring at them in their stroller.
“Thanks for meeting me here, Dad. Can I get you a coffee?”
“Sure. Just a regular black.”
I held my finger up to Olivia. She knew exactly what to make my dad.
“So, what did you want to discuss with me?”
“I—I?—”
“For fuck’s sake.” Olivia walked over and set my dad’s coffee in front of him. “Marley loves you but doesn’t want you to walk her down the aisle. She wants to carry the twins down with her, by herself, to Charlie.”
“Really, sweetheart?” My dad cocked his head.
“Yeah, Dad. I’m so sorry.” I shot Olivia a look.
“Nah, don’t be. I think that’s a wonderful idea. Does Charlie know you want to do this?”
“No. I want it to be a surprise. I’m not even showing him what the kids will wear.”
“I love the idea, and so will he.” My dad smiled.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Charlie
Marley and I were getting married at the St. Regis Hotel with two hundred twenty guests. Her two step-brothers were flying in, and I couldn’t wait to meet them.
I stood in front of the elegant floral archway with my hands folded, staring at the seated guests who came to celebrate our marriage.
“You look nervous,” Chase said.
“I’m not nervous.”
“Admit it. You are.”
“Fine. Maybe a little.”
“Don’t be, Charlie. All that will disappear once you see your bride walk down that aisle.” He patted my back.
“Where are the twins?” I asked.
“I don’t know.” He shrugged.
“Marley’s mom was supposed to have them sit with her and Peter.”
The music started to play, and the bridesmaids slowly walked down one by one.
When Olivia reached the end of the aisle, I looked at her.
“Where are the twins?”
