Stormy Satisfaction (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 11)

All the women started digging in their purses.

“Got it.” Desirae pulled out a blue headband. “Lift up your dress quick and step into this.” Desirae knelt down and pulled the band up to Ashley’s thigh, just opposite the other thigh, which had the traditional garter on it. “How does that feel?”

“It’s fine,” she said. “Thank you, Desirae.”

Sylas’s dad walked in. “My God, Ashley, aren’t you beautiful? I’m so lucky to get to walk you down the aisle to my boys.”

“Thanks, Dad. You look very handsome.”

“Not bad for a fifty-five-year-old goat. I took a peek at the chapel. It looks like a fairytale fit for a princess.”

“Jim, we have the most beautiful princess with us,” Brenda said.

“Ashley, I just came from my boys’ dressing room.” Jim and Brenda’s reaction to this wedding had surprised everyone.

They weren’t from Destiny, but they were fully accepting and excited about the event. Her mother and father had passed and Nic had never had loving parents before. But now they both did.

“I doubt Nic and Sylas are as nervous as I am.”

“They’re fit to be tied.” Jim kissed the back of her hand. “Your two grooms look so handsome in their white tuxedos, sweetheart. They are going to take your breath away.” He smiled and turned to his wife. “Brenda, the ushers are ready to seat you.”

“Just one second.” With her eyes welling up, Brenda gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Brenda left and Ashley, her attendants, and her father-in-law walked into the foyer of Destiny’s Little Mountain Chapel. Phoebe’s husband had designed it. So many weddings were performed here, which was on a mountain overlooking the town.

The organist began playing the wedding march.

Kimmie walked through the double doors down the aisle, followed by Desirae, Jena, and Erica.

Phoebe squeezed Ashley’s hand and smiled. Then she followed her other attendants.

“Dad, I’m nervous,” she confessed as the butterflies fluttered inside her.

He took her hand. “Don’t be. I’m right here beside you.”

She nodded and he offered his arm. She took it, holding tight to her bouquet of orchids and white roses.

When the traditional tune that announced the bride’s entrance began to play, she heard everyone stand.

When the doors opened, her eyes landed on Nic and Sylas, who were wearing their white tuxedos with their orchid ties.

“Oh my God, Dad,” she whispered to him as they took each step. “Look how handsome my grooms are.”

“I told you they would take your breath away, sweetheart. Besides, look who their dad is.”

She smiled, knowing he was trying to help her relax a little. Brenda had been right. The room did look like a fairytale. She glanced at the people who had come to see her get married. Destiny had to be a ghost town at the moment, since it seemed everyone was here.

Ethel, who was officiating the service, stood at the front. Ashley’s attendants stood next to Ethel. The groomsmen were on the other side. Sylas had chosen his two brothers, Kevin and Hunter, to stand with him. Patrick and Sam O’Leary were Nic’s groomsmen, who he’d become very close to since his intervention.

Once she and Jim were standing in front, the music stopped.

“Please be seated,” Ethel told the crowd, and then she addressed Jim. “Who gives this lovely bride to these two handsome men?”

“I do. It is my pleasure and honor to do so.”

Nic and Sylas took her hands, one standing on either side of her. Jim moved to the seat next to Brenda.