It’s rare that I work early or late hours, but they do happen, I want her safe and secure.
I walk out to the garage and uncover what I’ve been working on in my spare time. Kendall has asked a few times what I’m working on.
I brought her out here and showed her. The tears shimmering in her eyes when she saw the rocking chair. It’s something I’ve been working on for a while now.
She cupped her hands around my face with those tears in her eyes. Tears that always tear into my gut and said, “I know where I want to use this and in which room.”
“It’ll be ready whenever you are, baby.” We talked about starting a family shortly after our wedding. A wedding that is being planned in full swing by both of our parents.
If it was up to me, we’d be on the jet to Las Vegas and we’d elope. Kendall wasn’t having any of that.
I told her, “I’m giving you three months to plan our wedding. I want you tied to me, forever.”
“It’s not me you have to worry about, Declan. It’s the moms you have to get on board. I’d be happy to get married in a backyard as long as I get to walk down the aisle to you.” After she told me that, I called both her mom and my mom. I let them know in no uncertain terms that we’d be setting the date and it would be a month from now.
Kendall and I both wanted something small, intimate, and absolutely nothing elaborate or over the top. Her mom, Max, my parents, my brother, and Jake are all we really want and need there.
Once they were on board, it was smooth sailing. I return back to cleaning the garage. I finished the rocking chair and next I’ll be working on the cradle that she mentioned needing. We talked well into the hours of the night in Aruba. She wants four children. I told her I would take as many as she would be willing to give.
She spoke about our future children and how she was going to nurse them and didn’t want to have to go room to room in the middle of the night. She said our baby should be in our room and we’d probably need a cradle.
As much as I want to get started on the cradle. I know I have cleaning and clearing out here to do first. I may even have to build a shop in the corner of the yard for everything.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Kendall
It’s been a busy few months since Declan and I got engaged. The first order of business was to get a dress right away. Three months isn’t very long to plan a wedding, especially if my dress had to be ordered. Luckily, it didn’t. My mom and Declan’s mom, Jackie, were rock stars and helped get everything handled.
I initially said I wanted it in our backyard. Declan mentioned that as much as he’d love to have it here, it would ruin our backyard with everyone traipsing in and out. We kept looking for locations around Michigan and couldn’t find what we’re looking for in the fall.
Declan’s dad, Rhett, said, “Why don’t you tie the knot in Myrtle Beach or in Aruba. That way you can keep it small and intimate. Then you two can leave for your honeymoon or the family can find their own way,”
I ran to him and hugged him saying, “Thank you. I love that idea.”
Declan was growling after seeing me in his dad’s arms. I rolled my eyes at him and went back to him. He placed his hand firmly on my hip and kept me by his side as we hammered out the details of our wedding. We decided on Myrtle Beach where it all started.
I place my hand over my stomach, while waiting on Max to tell me it’s time to walk down the aisle. I’m nervous and excited about seeing Declan.
“He’s out there waiting on you, Princess,” Max says. He’s my man of honor and my best friend.
“I can’t wait to see him,” I squeal.
“I’ll see you on the other side,” he says as he walks in front of me. I was initially going to have my mom walk me down the aisle, but decided to walk to Declan myself.
Making my way toward him I see what he’s wearing. It’s his classic Armani suit that’s charcoal grey and tailored to perfection with a crisp white dress shirt underneath. He’s lost the tie and has the top two buttons undone. He stands barefoot in the sand with the hem of his pants rolled up. It would look ridiculous on anyone else, but Declan makes it look amazing.
I don’t make it very far to him when he stalks down the aisle and meets me halfway.