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Trouble in Designer Suits Ch.34
—————————————————Andy———————————————–
I was grateful of Conner’s quiet but calm company as I stood in Bette and Tina’s
bedroom awaiting my queue. I had expected to be a lot worse but I had not been
as overcome by the nerves I expected, I mean it helped that general Porter had
been keeping things on track so I only had myself to worry about but still I
was actually quite calm.
I knew the time was getting close as I saw the justice of the peace walk up the
isle to the small stage of the ceremony followed by my bridal party and then
Rachel’s I could see Peggy and Klara on either side of the isle looking happy
and proud in equal measure. The others having finished their Usher duties
filled the front few rows as the family they were.
Everyone looked great and I took a deep breath as I heard the music that I would be
walking down the aisle to begin to play. Connor took my arm and with a smile we
made our way out.
As I stepped out into the yard it took my breath away the sky was as clear as I
had seen it in LA the decorations were simple but perfect in blue cream and red
all of the women and girls who were waiting at the front looked amazing and
everyone I know and love is sat in the same place at the same time. The guys
had done an amazing job, not the simple back yard wedding I had imagined but
close enough that I was content.
I felt a million dollars as Connor escorted me to my place on the small stage at
the front, kissing my cheek before taking his place standing between Bette and
Libby and picking up Holly so she could see everything. I winked at my daughter
as he did so and she giggled in response as always trying and failing to wink
in return but blinking at me instead. She was the other person that truly
mattered today and she was happy so that was fine by me.
The next thing I knew the music changed and I tore my gaze from Holly to await my
Brides’ appearance.
Breathtaking literally I lost the ability to breath; I had never seen her look so stunning
and happy and relaxed, glowing. Walking between her brother and her dad she was
a vision. And I felt I had come home, in that moment when her blue eyes met
mine and she smiled I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be doing
exactly what I was meant to be doing, that through it all I had survived and so
had she so we could be here doing exactly what we were doing today.


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