Page 119 of Choosing a Forever
The olive green dress has a corseted bust, making her breasts sit high on her chest. It’s ruched on the side, giving it an asymmetrical hem and showing a glimpse ofher thigh. The way it clings to her curves makes my cock stir in my slacks.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to stick out anymore than I already do.”
I snap my head up so I’m no longer tracing the lovely curve of her stomach pressing against the velvet. “What do you mean?”
She shrugs. “I’m worried I’ll stick out like a sore thumb with the tattoos and piercings, and I don’t want even more unwanted attention.”
I can’t help but bark out a laugh, and Mack’s lips turn down into a frown.
“I’m sorry,” I say, pulling up Emma’s Instagram on my phone. “I clearly haven’t done a good job giving you a family tree rundown. This,” I turn my phone around and show an older picture of Emma that showcases the ink on her arms, “is my cousin Emma. And you already know about Elli’s fiancé, Wes. They’ll be there, so you won’t be the only one with tattoos. You’ll fit in perfectly.”
“Wow, your cousin is gorgeous,” she murmurs before she closes her eyes and sighs. “I’m not used to socializing with people I want to impress. At the bar, I socialized because it’s what paid the bills. I want your family to like me.”
I lean in and give her a gentle kiss on the forehead. “They’re going to love you, I promise. Now, let’s go before I peel that dress off of you and we’re late.”
“Don’t tempt me with a good time, husband,” she purrs as she runs her hand over the tent in my dress pants.
I groan, powerless to stop myself from thrusting into her grip.
She giggles as she pulls back and shakes her head, slipping on black heels so she’s nearly my height.
“Let’s go, Bear. The sooner we get there, the sooner you can come back and fuck me.”
“I can’t wait, wife.”
Morgan’s rented out a quaint little restaurant called The Silver Spoon. I’ve never heard of it, but I like the vibes so far. The tables are pushed to the side and a makeshift stage area has been decorated with arches littered in sunflowers and roses. It looks beautiful.
There are only a few tables, and I vaguely remember Hannah saying it was just going to be our cousins, Morgan’s family, her brother, Jake, and a few of her friends.
“Talmage! It’s so good to see you! This must be your wife. Mackenzie, right? This is my husband, Morgan.” Hannah smiles, wrapping me in a hug. Morgan greets me and Mack with a friendly handshake before stepping back to stand next to his wife. He can’t seem to keep his eyes off her.
“Yeah, hi. Nice to meet you. You can call me Mack—”
“WIFE?!” Emma screeches, rushing over with her boyfriend, Ben, in tow.
“Dulzura,give them a moment. We just got here,” Ben grumbles with an amused smile on his face,wrapping an arm around her waist and tugging her into his side.
Emma rolls her eyes. “I’m sorry, but I just found out my cousin ismarriedand didn’t tell me!”
My cheeks flush, but then my eyes snag on something, and my smile turns into a smirk. “Oh? And when were you going to announceyourengagement?” I nod towards her left hand displaying a large pink stone.
She brings her hand up to her chest and gives Ben a beaming smile. “Didn’t he do good with the ring? We didn’t want to steal Hannah and Morgan’s thunder, so I wasn’t going to say anything, but I couldn’t bear to not wear it. Oh! Where are my manners? Hi, Mackenzie, was it? I’m Emma, and this is my fiancé, Ben. It’ssolovely to meet you. My God, you’re stunning. Good job, Tal,” she says the last part in a stage whisper and tosses me a wink.
Mack’s eyes are wide with so many questions as she extends her hand and lets Emma shake it. “Nice to meet you. I love your dress.”
Emma’s smile grows wider as she runs her hands down her hot pink ensemble. “Thank you! I love yours. The green really makes your eyes pop. And the way it hugs your curves? Perfection. Now, tell meeverything.How did you two meet? When did you get married?”
“Who else got married?” someone gasps from behind me, and we turn to find Elli and Wes.
“Talmage, apparently! And he didn’t even invite us.” Emma pouts.
Elli comes around to hug Emma and Hannah while Morgan, Ben, and Wes fist bump each other.
“Well, rude,” Elli teases, giving me a hug. “I’m Elli, this is Wes.”
Mack’s eyes widen even more, if that’s possible, as Wes sticks out his hand. Sometimes, I forget my cousin is dating a very popular up-and-coming musician. Wes doesn't make a big deal out of his success, so it’s easy to see him as a normal guy. He and Elli are so in love, so right for each other, and even though Elli and I haven’t been super close since we were kids, I’m happy for her.
“I’m M-Mack. Nice to meet you. My sisters are big fans of your music,” she says to Wes.
