Unforgettable Love (Journey of Love 3)

Holding up my hands, I laughed. “Well now, don’t get me wrong, I love Vegas too. Hell, I’ve had some fun times in Vegas and had a few awesome one niii . . . um . . . I um . . . I enjoy Vegas occasionally. I’d rather be home, with Sierra, any day though.”

“Nice recovery, son. I already know of your ways before my daughter.”

Jerking my head back, I asked, “My ways, sir?”

Taking in a breath and pushing it out quickly, Paul shook his head as he looked down and then back into my eyes. “What was before Sierra is just that. Before Sierra. I sowed my wild oats, son, and made plenty of mistakes. One of those mistakes was being unfaithful to my wife.”

Swallowing hard, I wasn’t sure what to say.

“I regretted it the moment it happened. Blamed alcohol and really all it was was my own weakness. She told me if I had truly loved her, even alcohol wouldn’t have played a part in my decision to betray her. I swore to her it would never happen again, and it never did, but every day I walked out the door she would look at me different than before. As if, in her mind she was wondering if I would remain faithful. The day she died, I swore to her I would never let our daughter feel that pain. I failed that promise. But I promise you, I won’t fail again. You ever so much as touch another woman besides your wife, or do anything to hurt my daughter . . . I’ll have you killed.”

Holy freaking shit. I’m pretty sure I just pissed in my pants.

Then it all hit me in one moment. Robert had only been in jail two days before he was beaten so badly he had to be sent to the hospital. “Holy shit. Robert getting beaten up in jail, was that . . . did you . . . I mean—” Leaning in closer, I asked, “Are you still in the . . . you know?”

Giving me a smile that was not meant to make me feel better, I took a step back. Paul took a step closer to me. “Let’s say I have—connections.”

Sweat began to bead at my brow as I nodded my head. Letting out a nervous chuckle, I said, “Well, you won’t need them for me, I can tell ya that! I’m already talking to my mother about grandkids for Christ’s sake.”

Paul’s eyes softened and his face lit up. “Grandkids?”

Oh fuck.

Tristan walked up to me and slapped me on the back, scaring the hell out of me. “Aaron, it’s time to get dressed and get ready. Paul, it’s good seeing you again.”

Paul reached his hand out and shook Tristan’s. “Good to see you too, Tristan. How’s that beautiful new bride of yours?”

What the fuck? Paul likes Tristan more than me. Damn it.

“She’s doing wonderfully. She’ll love seeing you again,” Tristan said with a smile that made me want to punch him in the face.

Turning, I nodded my head and said, “Well, I guess next time I see you . . . um . . . you’ll be walking Sierra down the aisle.”

Paul’s smile fell. “Yep.”

Turning on his heels, he walked away. Dragging in a deep breath, I grabbed Tristan. “He hates me!”

Tristan laughed and waved his hand off as he made his way to the staircase. “Nah, he doesn’t hate you. He’s just very protective of Sierra. Especially with the whole Robert thing.”

“No, you don’t understand, Tristan.” Looking over my shoulder, I smiled when I noticed Paul watching us walk up the stairs. Giving him a wave, he barely gave me a head nod. Reaching the top stair, I placed my hands on my knees and began taking in deep breaths.

“Jesus, I knew the nerves were going to hit you sooner or later, but damn, dude. Get a grip!”

Looking up at Tristan, I shook my head. “He threatened to have me killed, dude! Killed!”

Shrugging his shoulders, Tristan turned and headed to my parents’ master bedroom where all the guys were set to get ready. Sierra, Ryn, Azurdee and Kacey were in the guesthouse.

“I wouldn’t worry too much about it. He’d have to have a damn good reason to have you knocked off.”

Knocked off. The words sent chills throughout my body as I moaned and said a silent prayer I never ever hurt Sierra in any way.

Stepping into the room, I came across Lark talking to Kacey’s husband, Greg, about a hunt Greg was going to do on Lark’s property near Marble Falls. Rolling my eyes, I slapped my hands together, only to have Lark give me the middle finger.

STANDING AT THE WINDOW, I tried like hell to calm my beating heart. It’s not like I was nervous because I wasn’t. The yard had transformed into a magical paradise filled with flowers and white lights in the course of a few hours. I’d seen Aaron carrying chairs, setting up tables, laughing with Tristan, chasing after Lark with a stick yelling at him, and glancing over to the guesthouse smiling.

Placing my hands on my stomach, I shook my head. I’m getting married. Was I moving too fast? Maybe we went too fast? What if Aaron doesn’t want the same things I want? We’ve never even talked about kids and earlier Kate was in here going on about grandchildren.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Spinning on my heels, I looked at my wedding dress. I had a good fifteen minutes before I had to get dressed. Running over to my purse, I grabbed my cell phone.

Me: I need to talk to you. Now.

Aaron: Why?

Smiling, because I knew what he was thinking.

Me: I haven’t changed my mind but we need to talk about something before we get married.

Aaron: I’m very aware of your obsession with me baby. I can live with it.

Me: I’m sneaking outside. Meet me behind the guesthouse in two minutes.

Aaron: I’m in the house! You’re right there. Give me at least five.

Me: Fine! Hurry, I have to get dressed still.

Placing my phone back down on the table, I snuck to the door and slowly opened it. There were two doors that led outside, the front and the back. Everyone was in the front living room of the guesthouse so that counted out the front. Turning to my left, I quickly headed down the small hallway and made a sharp right, only to come face to face with Ryn.

“Whatcha doing?” Ryn asked as she placed her hands on her hips.

Shrugging my shoulders, I laughed nervously. “Nothing. Just needed some fresh air. I won’t be long.”

Looking at her phone, Ryn raised her eyebrow and gave me that motherly stare. “You have to get dressed in fourteen minutes and thirty . . . two seconds.”

Jesus. She had it down to the seconds! Giving her a wink, I pushed her to the side. “Got it! Just need a few breaths of fresh air.”

Stepping in front of me, Ryn smiled sweetly. “Want me to go with you?”

“No! I um . . . I need to be alone. In the fresh air. Breathing it in. You know . . . that country air . . . fresh shit and all.”

“Fresh shit?”

Rolling my eyes, I pushed her further out of the way. “You’re wasting my precious minutes!” I yelled as I walked quickly to the back door. Looking over my shoulder, Ryn was giving me a huge smile. “You’re down to less than twelve minutes!”

Giving her the finger, I yelled back, “Fuck you, Ryn!”

Shutting the door, I frantically began looking for Aaron. I could hear all the people talking as they were being seated.

“Aaron?” I whispered. Hearing something behind me in the bushes, I turned quickly. Aaron jumped out and grabbed me.

“Quick! The marine is after me!”

Wait. What?

Aaron pulled my arm practically out of my socket as he dragged me over to the pool house. “Get down lower . . . to the ground, Sierra! People are going to see us!”

“What would you like me to do, Aaron? Crawl on the ground?”

Aaron frowned as he opened the pool house door. Looking around, he quickly pushed me inside.

Shutting the door, he grabbed me and began pulling my pretty pink T-shirt that Kacey had made that read, I’m the bride, off of me. “Jesus, you smell heavenly. I won’t mess up your hair, which by the way looks incredible,” Aaron said as he smashed his lips to mine.

Must. Talk. Kids.

My mind was swirling as I fou

ght against giving in to the desire and talking about our future.

Aaron’s hand slipped into my sweatpants and quickly found its way to my desire. Letting out a low moan, I dropped my head back and whispered, “Yes.”

“Sierra, I’m going to take you. Hold on, baby.”

Grabbing onto Aaron’s shoulders, I waited for him to make good on his promise. I could practically feel my wetness as Aaron pulled my pants and panties off. Moving his hands softly up my legs, I let out a whimper.

Lifting me up, Aaron pressed me up against the door and lifted me just enough to push his dick inside of me.

“Fucking hell, this is what I needed. I’m going to fuck you now, Sierra. Don’t make any noise,” Aaron said between gritted teeth.

“What?” I asked as my breathing increased and my body began to tremble.

That’s when I looked out the small window across the pool house and saw all the people.