by JA Low
“Wes has just arrived and he still has the hots for you. You guys had a good date a while ago, maybe it’s time you gave into that,” I mention to Isla. Wes owns the microbrewery California Bros. with his two brothers Ash and Zander. Zander gave me my first tattoo all those months ago, God that feels like a lifetime ago. Wes and Isla had a date before our bridesmaid dress fitting where she confessed that she had kissed him, but they haven’t seen each other since then, both leading busy lives.
“Yeah maybe you’re right, maybe I need to put what I feel for Finn in a box and pack it away because being in love with someone all your life and having them not love you back is pretty pathetic.” A single tear falls down her cheek.
“Isla, sweetheart, you are so fucking hot and if Finn Connolly can’t see how fucking lucky he is to have someone like you after him then he’s not worth it, plus he has three other hot as fuck brothers that you should be fucking,” Derrick tells her.
Isla looks shocked. “No way, those guys are like brothers to me.”
“Such a shame,” Derrick shakes his head.
“Well I slept with Johnny from Sons of Brooklyn. That boy made me come so much I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Actually, scrap that, he fucked me so hard and dirty that it was pure sin and he was the devil.” Most of us choke on our drinks at Camryn’s confession, then we all burst out laughing.
“Fuck that sounds hot,” Derrick squeals, moving closer to Camryn. “I want details, bitch.”
Camryn just shrugs, “Oh, sweetheart I don’t kiss and tell, but let me tell you one thing, that boy had me in every single position imaginable and didn’t stop, his stamina is amazing. Once you’ve had young you never go back.”
Vanessa gives Camryn a high five.
“I have to agree,” Yvette pipes up. “I may have hooked up with the other member, Tyler.”
Seriously did my bachelorette party turn into some kind of rock star orgy? If so that is so fucking unfair that I missed it.
“Those Sons of Brooklyn boys are trouble,” Stacey comments.
“Oh Lord, they most certainly are,” Yvette smiles.
“Well thank God I can trust Stacey to not go crazy. Tell me Stace, you didn’t do any rock stars or strippers?” I ask.
“No, no, I was a good girl,” she smiles confidently.
“Please put that Miss Perfect act away, I saw you flirting with Oscar,” Derrick accuses her.
Stacey rolls her eyes. “Flirting is fine nothing happened.”
“Ahh now I get why my brother was asking about you?” Isla interjects.
“What?” Stacey looks flustered all of a sudden.
“Hmm, interesting that’s all,” Isla says smiling at Stacey, who seems a little too interested in knowing about Isla’s brother.
“Not so innocent now are we?” Derrick goads her.
“Okay, I think I have heard enough from you horny fuckers. Derrick, I realized I forgot to give Evan his groomsmen presents and his wedding day present. Could you do me a huge favor and take them to the boy’s cabin?” Stupid pregnancy brain, I told Camryn she didn’t need to do it that I was capable of remembering something little like that, well obviously I can’t.
“Sure, babe of course,” he says, getting up off his chair.
“Derrick you need to tell us what the boys are talking about,” Vanessa states.
“Ohh yeah, get the goss,” Isla agrees.
“This feels like school camp all over again, when I used to be put in the middle because I could easily infiltrate both camps.” He laughs as I hand him the large bags filled with gifts for the boys.
57
Evan
“Knock, knock, knock, naughty Santa is here,” Derrick calls from outside the cabin.
“Come in Derrick, we’re in the pool.” I can hear the door open and then footsteps, a thud, then the door again and another thud. What the hell is he doing? A couple of minutes later Derrick appears through the back door dressed in nothing but striped pajama pants with his name on them.
“Seriously I think I’ve just died and gone to gay heaven.” His eyes bounce from each of us, my boys, my brother, the Sons of Brooklyn guys, Finn’s brothers and the California Bros. guys all hanging out in the plunge pool of Christian and Axel’s cabin. The boys all give Derrick a cheers raising their beers to him as he walks in the door.
“You’re looking good tonight,” Christian says, handing Derrick a beer.
“You should see what the girls are wearing.” He smiles, taking a big swig of his beer.
“Tell me they are wearing lingerie and having pillow fights,” Johnny, one of the young Sons of Brooklyn boys, adds.
Derrick’s eyes hone in on the young guy. “Little boy you couldn’t possibly handle the scene that I left, fuck me it was turning my gay dick straight,” he says, giving us a mischievous look.
“Tell us you have photos at least, D,” Axel asks, smiling at him.
“Sorry, left my phone in the cabin,” he shrugs. “Any of you guys mind if the gay man joins you all?” Derrick asks, while double checking how comfortable the boys feel around him.
“Won’t you ruin your pants?” Finn asks.
“Shit true, do you mind if I take them off. I have boxer briefs on underneath.” He looks at everyone, none of the boys could care less, so he strips off and jumps into the pool.
“So what are you doing coming over here?” I ask.
“Sienna forgot to give you the groomsmen gifts as well as your wedding day gift,” he says with a smile.
“Fuck, guys I’m a lucky son of a bitch, I think that woman loves me,” I declare, raising my beer into the air.
“Yeah you did good,” Derrick responds, slapping me on the back.
“So what are the girls up too?” Christian questions.
“You know girl stuff, talking about the wedding, baby shit, normal stuff like making out with each other,” he says, nonchalantly, as we all spit out our drinks at the last bit.
“I’m sorry what the hell did you say?” Jake asks Derrick.
“The girls were making out with each other?” Christian slowly repeats not believing his words.
“Oh that, well you find out the most interesting things when you play never have I ever,” he tells them, his eyes looking around, a dirty smirk plastered on his face. He takes a sip of beer having our full attention.
“I don’t get how you go from playing a drinking game to friends making out?” Blake questions, confused.
“Please tell me Sienna was not involved, she knows I don’t do sharing even if it’s the female type.” My stomach sinking at the thought of someone else's lips on hers.
“You stop that macho alpha shit right now; Evan. Sienna would never be involved. One, she is sober and two, she knows you would not approve but for the rest of them…” He trails off.
Phew that made me feel better, look don’t get me wrong it’s a hot idea but still I’m not sharing Sienna with anyone. “Hang on does that mean, Charlotte?” I question, realizing she is there.
Derrick looks at both Jake and I, then turns to Blake, “Yeah, she most certainly did.”
The rest of the boys scream with laughter and murmurs of how hot that would have been to watch while, Jake, Blake and I are stunned.
“Who did she kiss?” Blake wonders quietly.
Derrick thinks this over. “Charlotte kissed Isla.”
“What!” Oscar, Wes and Finn snap.
“That would have been hot.” Johnny nudges Blake in the side, he shakes him off.
“Seriously, my little sister and Evan’s little sister made out.” Oscar looks stunned.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to look at them the same way. No offense guys, but I’m going to picture them making out every time they are in the room,” Christian adds mesmerized.
“You think that’s hot Chris, you should have seen Vanessa and Camryn kiss, but mind you they’ve had practice before, apparently they hooked up quite a bit when they used to live in London. Th
ose two were wild, I’ve heard the stories.” Derrick gives Christian a big smile.
Christian looks like he is in the middle of having a stroke. “Fuck me, please tell me there is video. Please, Derrick, you recorded that shit because if you didn’t that is a travesty for the world,” Christian begs. “And what fucking stories?”
“What she never told you about the orgies her and Camryn used to go to in London?”
Christian starts choking on his drink. “What the fuck, are you trying to kill me, Derrick? You’re giving me a half chub just thinking about it.”
“Eww Bro,” Axel elbows his brother.
“Dude, don’t pretend you’re not imagining those two bombshells rolling around naked.” Christian lets the imagery settle on the quiet pool, the men are thinking about it.
“You think that’s hot, Ness confessed that her and Sienna used to kiss for free drinks in the clubs,” Christian added.
“What?” This is news to me.
“Now that’s hot,” Axel adds.
“That cheeky little minx.” I have to laugh.
“So, Derrick what other gossip did you find out?” Blake asks.
“I have so many secrets.” He smiles making a locking movement over his lips with his fingers, telling us he wasn’t giving us anymore.
“Oh come on, tell us more about the girls making out,” Johnny adds.
“Fine Isla and Stacey made out.”
“What the fuck?! My sister and I have made out with the same person,” Oscar yells. The pool goes quiet.
“You made out with Stacey?” Derrick asks, catching Oscar’s slip.
“Fuck, she didn’t tell you?” Oscar questions.
“Um no, she was very tight lipped about that… Interesting.” Derrick gives Oscar the once over. “What are your intentions with her, Oscar?”
“I think she’s cool, I like talking to her. It was just a good night kiss, maybe a little tongue but nothing more.” Oscar scrambles over his words.
“Wonder if Isla gave her a little tongue as well,” Christian pokes the beast.
“Fuck you, man.” The hulking Viking fumes in his seat.
“Well things most certainly got interesting with the ladies tonight then,” I laugh hoping to lighten the mood.
“Sure did, so anyone want to play never have I ever and kiss a guy?” Derrick asks.
58
Sienna
Oh my God, I’m getting married today. I make my way through the hustle and bustle that is my cabin. Hairdressers, makeup artists, wait staff all rushing around.
“There she is,” Derrick yells, running up to me. “I can’t believe you are marrying Evan Wyld today. Can you believe all those years ago we used to joke about it?”
I smile and nod because it’s surreal.
“Come on Momma, you need to have some breakfast.” Vanessa ushers us over to the dining room table which is set up with fresh fruit, muesli, eggs, bacon, pancakes and toast. Looking at all this food I realize how starved I am this morning even though I have butterflies in my stomach.
“Morning, sweetheart.” Mum gives me a kiss on the cheek as she waltzes into the dining room. “How you feeling today?”
“I’m so nervous, but excited. Bean is kicking up a storm, I think he’s excited to see his daddy today.”
“Just relax and enjoy the day, sweetheart, it will fly by so quickly,” Mum encourages with a huge smile.
“Knock, knock y’all,” Evan’s mum announces as she enters the cabin. “How are we doin’ today?” Her Texas accent thick like molasses.
“Everyone is pretty excited, Carol,” Mum answers her as they hug and do a little happy dance between them. Guess they are excited too.
“Sienna, Evan wanted me to give you this,” Carol says, handing me a gift bag. Thanking her I pull out a gift wrapped box. Carefully I unwrap the paper and there sit three, red leather cases with the famous gold writing. “No, no, no, he didn’t.” I look up at everyone’s expectant faces, tears filling my eyes. “Evan, this is too much,” I say to myself.
“Go on and open them, sweetheart,” Carol urges me.
One, by one I open the beautiful cases, and each box contains diamonds. A simple diamond necklace, tennis bracelet and drop earrings. My heart wants to burst right out of my chest. I can’t believe Evan has bought me these stunning gifts. An elegant envelope drops out of the bag, on the front Evan’s handwritten scrawl.
“Can you excuse me for a moment,” I say to everyone. They nod and I rush away back to my bedroom to read his note.
Dear Sienna
Today I am marrying the shit out of you. I know that doesn’t sound romantic but nothing can accurately explain the way I feel about today and that was as close as I could get to describing the feelings bubbling up inside of me. I get a hard on knowing today you are walking down that aisle, professing to the world that you are mine and mine forever. That every day, for the rest of my life, I get to wake up beside you, I get to make love to you, I get to watch you grow our children inside of you, watch them grow up and watch them go on and live their lives. And the best bit is: I get to grow old with you. Fuck you are going to be a hot old lady. I’m still going to want to bone you, just a heads up. Today, you and I become the Wyld family with little Bean, and I can’t wait to start this journey with you, Sienna.
Forever and Always, I will love you.
Evan
xoxo
Tears, I have a steady stream of tears falling down my face. That man is incredible. Picking up my phone I call him. “I can’t wait to marry the shit out of you, too,” I say into the phone before he gets a chance to answer it properly.
“Hey darlin’,” he huskily laughs. “I see you got my present.” I can hear the smile in his voice.
“Evan, seriously it’s too much, you didn’t need to buy me all that.” I know exactly how expensive these things are because I fell in love with them when we picked out our weddings rings.
“I could say the same thing to you as well, thank you for the watch.”
I heard Evan talking about this watch with one of the boys, I googled it, found it, bought it and gave it to him last night to open this morning.
“You deserve it,” I cry into the phone, smiling through my tears. Just talking to him this morning has calmed my nerves.
“Babe you deserve it all and more. I can’t wait to give it to you, in more ways than one,” he says, dropping his voice low and husky.
“Me either, tonight I promise, and I almost forgot, happy birthday.”
He chuckles, “Thanks, sweetheart. Fuck I miss you. I hated being apart from you last night. Never again, you hear me, we are never spending another night apart, okay.” Evan says seriously.
“I agree, never again.”
The day flew by in a blur. We decided on a sunset New Year’s Eve wedding, the heat of the day would be too much, especially being heavily pregnant. I would probably faint as I walked down the aisle and that is not at all how I envisioned today going. My hair is pulled back into a messy bun where my cathedral veil will be pinned down low at the crown of my head, my makeup is done and the diamond jewelry Evan gave me this morning is placed on. It’s time to get my dress on. I have had to wait until the last possible moment to put it on, because I have to pee all the time.
“It is time,” Yvette says with a smile, primping my dress.
It’s beautiful. She has done an amazing job. It’s hard trying to find a style that would accommodate my belly as well as my need to be a princess for the day. Eventually I fell in love with a simple strapless dress with the most intricate lace overlay that clings to the curves of my body. I needed something that was easy to go to the toilet in. Glamorous, hey? Yvette ushers me into the bedroom along with my mum to help me into my dress. Slowly she pulls the dress up over my expanding belly and over my breasts. Now comes the true test in doing me up. Inch by inch she zips up the back. We decided on a zip over beautiful little buttons just in case I needed to get it off quickly.
&nbs
p; “Sweetheart, oh my goodness you look beautiful,” Mum sniffles through her tears. She looked beautiful herself, in one of Yvette's creations, a grey, beaded evening dress and with the special jewelry I had bought her to remember this day.
“Don’t cry, Mum, you will ruin your make-up,” I tell her, trying to keep the tears at bay.
Pulling me into a hug she says, “I’m so happy for you, baby. Evan is a wonderful man, you are going to be a family, everything you have ever wanted.” She sniffles again. “Your dad and I just want the best for you, sweetie.” She kisses me on the cheek. “Come on everyone is dying to see you,” she continues as we make our way out to the living area.
“Oh my God,” Charlotte gasps.
Everyone else is silent, their eyes looking at me.
“You look beautiful,” Vanessa squeals as she hugs me.
“Sisi, you’re a vision,” Derrick finally adds, snapping out of his shock.
“My baby is all grown up,” Dad says, trying to hide the tears I can see welling in his eyes.
Seriously does everyone want me to ruin my make-up before I have even walk down the aisle. The wedding photographer is milling around taking photos.
“You all scrub up quite nicely as well,” I say, looking at my wedding party in front of me. The girls are dressed in stunning, satin champagne colored evening dresses, their bridesmaid gifts glittering on their skin. Derrick is dressed in caramel colored skinny jeans, riding boots, white rolled up shirt with a tweed style vest and a champagne colored tie. A similar version as the boys, just more the bridesmaid’s colors. There was a loud pop from a champagne bottle, “It’s time to celebrate,” Camryn says, pouring out glasses to everyone and a sparkling apple juice for me.
“Congratulations to Sienna on her wedding day,” Vanessa says making a toast.
Picking up my bouquet of Australian natives, it was time to see Evan.