Sweet and Sassy Daddies

by Natalie Ann

  Before I applied my makeup, I went and ate a hot dog even though my breakfast was only a couple of hours earlier. I knew it would be a while before we had a chance to eat at the wedding, so I wanted to make sure my stomach wasn’t grumbling through the service.

  I applied my makeup, styled my hair by pulling it back on the sides and securing it with sparkling silver clips, and then turned my head from side to side. I looked pretty damn good if I did say so myself.

  What would Trevor think of me? Would he like my hair better today as it was smooth and long? When I straightened it, it took on almost four inches, so while normally shoulder-length, it was down my back now.

  With a glance at my cellphone, I saw that it was almost time, and I slipped into the dress. The back was cut out under my bra strap, and I gnawed on my bottom lip, wondering if it was too sexy for today. Ugh, I thought to myself. “It’s going to have to do.”

  I didn’t have time to find something else, and as I stood back and looked in the mirror on the back of my bathroom door, I smiled. It looked fantastic, I looked fantastic. I slipped my feet into silver heels, colored my lips, and then added a few things to a small gray clutch purse.

  Now, I just needed earrings and the necklace. I collected my small diamond studs, and Carol’s lightning necklace and added them to my ensemble. Another peek in the mirror, well, if this doesn’t get his attention, I don’t know what will.

  A knock sounded at the door, and I turned off my music, noticing that it was exactly one o’clock. Talk about punctual! I inhaled deeply and released it as butterflies zipped around in my stomach. Man, you would think that I was the one getting married today with how nervous I suddenly was.

  I paused at the door as another knock sounded and closed my eyes. “You got this,” I said softly before I pulled the door open.

  Trevor looked incredible standing on the other side of the door dressed in a black tux with a light-gray bow tie. His hair was styled much like he normally wore it, but I could see it had a bit more product in it to give it a little flair at the front.

  He stepped back, his lips parting as his gaze slipped down to my feet and then slowly back up. He swallowed tightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You look very pretty.”

  Very pretty? That was all? I tried not to let the simple compliment get to me. I had hoped for you look amazing, or gorgeous, or absolutely stunning. A very pretty was ranked low on my list of compliments. “Thank you. You look very nice yourself.”

  That was a damn understatement. Trevor looked like he could be a tuxedo model with how freaking sexy he looked, but he said I looked very pretty, so he received a very nice himself.

  His gaze was slipping over me again, and then he studied my face and hair. “Wow, you even straightened your hair.”

  Hey, I guess I should be happy that he noticed. Obviously, no matter what I did, I would never measure up to the women he preferred. I hid my disappointment behind a mask of a smile. “You ready to go? I just need to grab my purse.”

  “Yeah,” he said so softly I almost didn’t hear him. Had he changed his mind? Did he not want me to go with him today? Well, too bad. I was going.

  With my small clutch and a light cloak that matched the dress, I locked my door while he stood silently in the hall beside me. He walked stiffly beside me, his hand on my lower back, and I almost changed my mind, but I didn’t.

  He held the truck door open for me, and for a moment, he just stared at me sitting in the seat. Then he shook his head and quickly closed the door.

  Once we were on the road, I tried to bring up conversation to attempt to lessen the tension in the air. “How did it go today?”

  His face whipped my way. “What? Oh, yeah, it went really good.” As we drove, he talked about the papers he had signed and what he needed to do next. By the time we arrived at the church, we both seemed to have calmed down.

  He opened the door for me again and helped me down from the truck before he tucked my hand into the crook of his arm and led me toward the church. When we got inside, Alex and a few other men were standing around at the entrance. The two men hugged, and Alex turned to me.

  “You look amazing, Davina.” He kissed my cheek and introduced me to two other men who were there that I had not met named Bill and Wyatt. Jake raked his eyes over me, looking appreciatively at the low neckline. A slow smile slid over his lips, and Trevor wrapped his arm around my waist, tucking me into his side.

  Did he not like someone else looking at me like that? I stayed where I was, content to be close to him as the men joked about Alex being ready to tie the knot. More people began to arrive, and someone came to say that Alex and his party needed to head to the back waiting area.

  Trevor turned to me. “I have to go. I’ll see you after the ceremony.”

  “Have fun,” I told him as he stared down at me. I thought he was going to walk away, but at the last moment, he leaned down and brushed a kiss over my cheek.

  “Later,” he whispered as he stood back up.

  Later? As in he’d see me later? Or did he mean something else? The intense look in his eye made me think he was talking about something else, but I had to be mistaken. Or was he going to tell me later that he’d changed his mind about me moving in? Maybe dressing up had shown him that I really wasn’t his type and he was going to tell me it was over. Not that there was anything to be over with, but whatever.

  I watched him go and spun around when I heard my name called. Clare rushed to me and hugged me tightly. She pulled back, dropping her eyes to my shoes and back up. “Holy hell, girl! You look incredible! Damn, I bet Trevor about lost it when he saw you.”

  I laughed to cover up my disappointment. “Of course,” I said with a fake smile plastered to my lips.

  She excused herself a moment later, and I wandered into the sanctuary and stared at the two sides. I guess I was supposed to sit on the groom’s side since I was here with Trevor. I went about halfway down and slid into a pew.

  As the church began to fill, I found myself looking forward to the service. I loved weddings, although I hadn’t been to many. That’s what happened when you didn’t have many friends or the ones that you now had were already married. At thirty-two, most of the people my age were well into their marriages or starting second ones.

  The music changed, and the men came out a side door and lined up near the front. I had to give it to Alex; he didn’t look at all nervous. I wondered if Lexi appeared as calm. My gaze shifted and landed on Trevor. He really was beautiful, and the sight of him sucked the air from my lungs.

  He was searching the rows, and when his gaze landed on mine, a smile spread slowly over his lips. We stared at each other for a long moment, and I swear I saw things that weren’t there. I felt like he was trying to tell me something as he continued to lock eyes with me, but I couldn’t fathom what the message could be.

  Before I could even come up with an idea, the music changed again, and the back doors opened as the ceremony officially began. I watched with avid interest as the bridesmaids entered and then stood as Lexi came into view.

  She was radiant as she glided down the aisle. Her eyes were bright, her smile strong and sure. There were no doubts in her eyes, no hesitation or wonder if this was the right thing. She knew, and I turned to glance at Alex; he looked bowled over. I frowned; he looked almost like Trevor had when I’d opened the door. Sort of speechless.

  I shifted to look at Trevor; he was watching me. Had Trevor been more impressed by how I looked than he let on? He winked at me and turned his attention to Lexi as she reached the front.

  I barely heard the words at the start as I was stuck in my own head, wondering if I had been wrong. Had Trevor just been shocked at the sight of me? Unable to come up with words? He didn’t seem like that type of man, but as he shifted and looked at me again, I saw the heat in his eyes. Heat meant for me and I shivered slightly.

  Chapter 23 – Trevor

  I stood at her door, unable to form words. Time seemed to slow down
and with it, my heartbeat. She looked utterly amazing, and that dress—holy shit—that dress looked incredible on her, her waistline accentuated, her bust almost exploding from the plunging neckline. Even the shoes on her dainty feet were beautiful.

  “You look very pretty.” The words slipped off my dry tongue, and I knew I should have given her a better compliment, but I couldn’t form any other complete thought. The memory of seeing her naked profile earlier today, the way her body screamed at me to take it now, had my dick begging to explode from my pants.

  Holy—fuck—

  I couldn’t seem to think straight as she walked beside me. My hands ached to run over her body, to peel back that gorgeous dress and make her mine. How the hell was I going to get through today with her looking like that?

  My pants were tight as I climbed into the truck, but I don’t think she noticed. In fact, she seemed a little indifferent at first. While I drove, we talked about my new house, and slowly the blood flow in my crotch returned to normal.

  At the church, with her small hand tucked into my arm, I felt like I was flying on a cloud. I loved that she was here with me, was thrilled that she was right beside me.

  I wanted to kick myself when Alex complimented her much better than I did, and when Jake practically eye fucked her, I wanted to punch him in the face. Instead, I pulled her to me, glaring at him as if staking a claim. A claim that I didn’t have any right to make, but that I knew I wanted to do.

  When it was time to leave her side, that was the last thing I wanted to do. I didn’t want anyone else near her. I wanted to keep her right at my side until I could remove her dress and show her how I felt about her. That’s why after I’d kissed her cheek, I’d whispered later. I had meant to keep that to myself but realized I’d spoken it out loud when she looked at me curiously.

  We were in the back room, having a toast to Alex when he smirked at me. “You going to be next?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Oh, come on, please tell me you aren’t tapping that.” Jake laughed. “Because if you aren’t, I will.”

  I glared at him and almost stepped forward to punch him in the face, but Alex grabbed my arm. “Whoa!”

  “Say something like that again, Screamer, and I will kick your ass.”

  Jake laughed. “Well, I guess that answers my question.” He slapped me on the back. “She’s a beautiful woman.”

  “Yeah, she is,” Alex agreed. He was watching me carefully, and I nodded. “So, are you going to be next?”

  I laughed. “Hey, let’s not get us married off yet. We are still getting to know one another.”

  “Well, at least that’s not a no.” Alex laughed. “You two look really good together.”

  “Thanks,” I replied and guzzled a glass of the scotch that Jake had brought for the occasion.

  We changed topics and killed time until it was ready to get the show on the road. “You nervous?” I asked Alex as we prepared to go out.

  “To be honest? No. I’ve never been so sure about something in my life.” I slapped his back.

  When we stood in front of the crowd, I searched for Davina. I almost missed her because, at first, I’d been looking for her wild hair, but when I found her, I could barely take my eyes off her. Suddenly, I realized what Alex was saying. He wasn’t nervous because he knew. He had trusted his gut, and as I stared at her, I knew I was going to do that too.

  She was mine, and I was going to prove it to her.

  When Lexi came down the aisle, she looked amazing but nowhere as beautiful as Davina. I wanted to see Davina walking down the aisle in a long white dress, and that thought should have scared the crap out of me, but it didn’t.

  I forced myself to pay attention to the ceremony and let my gaze stray a few times. Each time, I would find Davina watching Alex and Lexi, but she would glance my way and catch me. She knew I was looking at her, and I’d smile or wink at her, causing a blush to creep along her cheeks a couple of times.

  I was glad when the ceremony was over, and we filed out to greet the guests. Davina came down the line, shaking hands and receiving kisses on the cheek. Jake had kissed her cheek and then grinned at me. My fists tightened at my side, and then she was in front of me.

  “Hi,” I breathed toward her.

  “Hi,” she replied almost as breathlessly. I couldn’t help myself and leaned down to claim her lips briefly. She seemed surprised but not unhappily so.

  “I’ll see you in a few minutes,” I told her as I passed her on to Clare, who hugged her tightly and giggled.

  Davina hugged Alex and Lexi and then stepped out of line so others could greet them and wish them well. The minute I could slip out of the line unnoticed, I made a beeline toward her, putting my arm tightly around her as she spoke to another guest.

  She put her hand over mine on her hip and slipped her other arm around my waist. When she glanced up at me, I lifted her chin higher with a couple of fingers, placing another kiss on her lips.

  I kept her right beside me—the two of us not speaking, just being side by side, touching gently, holding one another—until I had to step away for pictures. I wished that we didn’t still have hours here, but I couldn’t leave. As much as I wanted to be alone with Davina, I did want to share the rest of this day with the happy couple.

  Pictures were taken, snacks and drinks were shared, and then I had to part with her again for a little while before the reception. They wanted me to ride in the limo over to the reception hall, and I handed Davina my keys. “You don’t mind driving it over, do you?”

  “Not at all,” she’d replied.

  I missed her when she left and couldn’t wait to have her back with me. It was the longest forty-five minutes of my life, and I wanted to smack myself at the realization.

  When the wedding party was announced at the reception, I did my part, having a quick dance with Clare before I found my way to my table where Davina was sitting patiently, looking elegant and sexy as hell as she sipped from a champagne glass.

  Dinner was a fun affair, and after we finished, I propped my arm along the back of her chair. She leaned into my arm, and I adjusted my seat so that I was closer to her.

  After the dance floor had officially opened, and the bride and groom took center stage for another dance, I kissed Davina’s temple. “Dance with me.”

  She turned surprised eyes my way. “You dance?”

  I laughed. “Yes, I dance. Come on. I’ll show you.”

  When she stood, I took her hand and led her onto the dance floor, pulling her into my arms and holding her close as the music drifted around us. I enjoyed the feel of her in my arms, the way it felt so right.

  “I owe you an apology,” I said, and she tilted her head back so she could see my face, a confused expression covering her features.

  “An apology?”

  “Yes. Earlier when I picked you up, I told you that you looked very pretty. That was a major understatement, Davina.”

  Her brows jumped, and her lips parted, but she didn’t speak.

  “I should have told you that you looked utterly amazing. You took my breath away.”

  “I did?”

  “Yes, I couldn’t even think straight or form the right words to explain it.” She blinked rapidly for a moment, and I cupped her cheek. “Davina Daniels, you look amazing tonight, and I am so glad that you are here with me.”

  “You are?”

  I nodded slowly, rubbing my knuckles over her cheek. “Yes. I have to admit that when I did first see you tonight, I also thought about getting you out of that dress.”

  She chuckled, her cheeks blossoming with color. “You did, huh?”

  “Yes, I did. As amazing as you look, as beautiful as that dress is, I want to see you without it. Even your elegantly styled hair screams for me to drag my hands through it. I want to hold you in my arms, touch every inch of your body.”

  I felt her shiver. “Trevor—”

  “Shh—don’t say anything right now. Just let me hold you. Let me
enjoy you in this dress while all these other men devour you with their eyes, and then later, I’m going to take you out of this dress and devour you another way.”

  Her lips parted, and her eyes widened.

  “I want you, Davina, in so many ways. Tell me you want me too.”

  “I do,” she replied softly, and after a moment, I leaned down and tenderly kissed her, our lips brushing over one another as the world around us faded.

  I held her close and enjoyed the rest of the dance. She knew a little of how I felt now and certainly knew my intentions. We would have to see how the night ended. If it went the way I hoped, she would be sleeping in my arms tonight, the sexy dress she wore lying in a puddle on the floor.

  The rest of the evening, I stayed at her side, constantly touching some part of her. When it was time to go, I could feel the sexual tension surrounding us. We said goodbye to Alex and Lexi as they left, and I saw Lex whisper something to Davina that made her blush.

  Once they were gone, we collected our things, and Davina led me out to my truck as I had no idea where she’d parked. I could barely contain the urges inside of myself, and it took everything I had in me not to attack her the moment we reached my vehicle.

  Trying to be a gentleman, I tucked her into the truck without manhandling her and then got on the road. I knew I had to pick up Devon, but would Davina be open to coming back to my house with me?

  I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject, and she was rather quiet on the other side of the truck. It wasn’t until I had parked and helped her out that I finally found my voice.

  “After I get Devon, will you come home with us?”

  She paused in the middle of the sidewalk and lifted her face to mine. “No.”

  “No?”

  She shuffled a little closer to me. “Stay at mine tonight. I still have the bassinet that Carol had for Devon, and I have some extra formula that was left here.”