Loving Violet (Rockers' Legacy Book 4)

I didn’t know if I wanted to laugh or cry. If I should be happy or heartbroken. For the moment, I had everything I’d ever wanted. A man who loved and cherished me. Made me feel like I was the most important person ever to come into his life. A baby growing inside me whom I already loved more than I’d ever imagined it was possible to love another human being. The life I’d dreamed of really was at my fingertips as Shaw said.

But for how long?

Yet…

Did it matter how long? If it was a day, two weeks, five months, or even a year. At least I got to experience it all. I could say I was loved by the best man I’d ever met. I got to give him a child. I got to hold him and call him mine for his entire life.

Blinking back tears, I stepped forward just as Remington appeared in front of me. His strong hands cupped my face, and I saw fear in their clear depths. “Did you change your mind?” he whispered.

“No,” I told him honestly and stepped up on my tiptoes to kiss him. “I was just taking all of this in. It’s not every day a girl marries the man of her dreams.”

He sucked in a ragged, relieved breath. “When you didn’t follow Shaw, I got scared. I thought that you might have left or…”

“Stop being scared.” I leaned into him. “I’m not going anywhere. Ever. I’ll be right beside you from this day forward until the very end.”

“Violet,” he rasped out, tears spilling from those eyes I loved so much.

“I love you, Remington Sawyer.” I wiped away his tears with my fingertips. “Let’s get married now. Okay?”

“Whatever you want, my love.”

Chapter 39

Violet

My parents knew about the wedding before we even got back to the hotel afterward. My parents and the entire world in general, it seemed. There was a video of me walking through the hotel lobby in my dress with Shaw beside me streaming all over social media, and my dad was beyond pissed when he called me.

“How could you not even invite us?” Dad demanded, sounding equal parts hurt and angry. “If you wanted a quick Vegas wedding, I wouldn’t have stopped you, but at least I could have walked my little girl down the aisle, damn it.”

“I’m sorry—” I tried to say, but he cut me off.

“Your mom is crying right now because she thinks you’re mad at us. Did we do something to upset you? Is that why you didn’t want us there?”

“It was spur of the moment,” I tried to explain. “I know you’re upset, but we can have a reception later if it makes you feel better.”

“It doesn’t make me feel better. We should have been there with you.”

“Dad,” I groaned. “I said I’m sorry. Please, I’ve got enough to deal with at the moment as it is. Could you just not right now?”

He went silent for a long moment, and I leaned back against the door to the bathroom where I’d gone when I’d seen his name pop up on my phone.

“What’s wrong, Violet? Did something happen? Are you okay?”

I wanted to cry and tell him my world had turned upside down, but instead, I swallowed my tears and tried to smile. “Remington and I have some news to share with you and Mom when we get home. But I don’t want to talk about it over the phone. Maybe we could have dinner one night soon and tell you all about it?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. We would like that.” He waited a beat before speaking again. “Are you sure you are okay?”

“I’m great, Daddy. I promise. It’s just been a crazy kind of day.” I blinked back my tears and made sure to keep the smile on my face so he wouldn’t know I was so close to crying. “I really am sorry. I just… I didn’t know how to tell you I wanted something very small and intimate. With how Aunt Layla reacted after the engagement, I wasn’t comfortable with having anyone present.”

“Wait. I don’t understand, Vi. How did Layla react?”

As I remembered how hurt I was after she took me aside for that private chat, one of my tears spilled over. “I guess she was upset because she didn’t want to have to tell Luca I was engaged. I know she didn’t mean to make me feel bad, but she did. You and Uncle Jesse were so tense with each other after the breakup, and I didn’t want to put pressure on your relationship again by not inviting them to my wedding.”

I could almost feel the tension coming from him all of a sudden, but when he spoke, his voice was gentle. “Yeah, I get it, honey. But don’t you worry about them now. Just enjoy your time in Vegas, and Mom and I will see you and Remington when you get home… You are coming straight home, right? Not going country-hopping or whatever again right now?”

My hand touched my tummy, and I shook my head. “No. At least not anytime soon. I have a few things I need to take care of when we get back. Please tell Mom I’m sorry. And I love you both.”

“We love you too, Violet. See you soon.”