Give Me Love

by Zoey Derrick

  Celeste hands her a beautiful bouquet of three red roses, two larger than the third. Each one represents a member of their family: Mikah, Vivienne and Madison.

  “How’s Madison?” Vivienne asks.

  Red laughs. “Being eaten alive by Kelly, Seraphina and Zirah. She’s perfectly fine and happy too.”

  Vivienne smiles. Since her return from the hospital, she has always had someone to help support her in taking care of Madison, and Red, surprisingly, has been there the most often.

  “Okay, I’m ready.” Vivienne says as she walks toward Red.

  FIFTY-ONE

  “Nervous?” Andrew whispers to Mikah.

  “Not in the slightest.”

  Andrew laughs. “You’re full of sh— crap.”

  Mikah snorts. “I’m more excited than nervous.”

  He looks out over the small gathering of people they’ve got with them. Andrew is standing with him next to his mother. Well, where his mother is supposed to be. Right now she is loving on Madison in ways Mikah remembers she loved on his younger brothers.

  Speaking of his younger brothers, they too are here. Elizabeth insisted that they be allowed to come today, for which Mikah is thankful.

  Zirah and Seraphina are here too, both vying for Madison’s attention.

  Rebecca, on the other hand, refused to come, which was no surprise to Mikah, though he was sorry for Vivienne’s sake. Vivienne said that it was alright, though, and she remained adamant that the people who would be here today would be the people who mattered.

  Andrew nudges him in the arm. Mikah looks to the back of the sanctuary, and standing in the middle of the entrance is Celeste. From somewhere nearby a beautiful chorus of soft voices begins to sing.

  Elizabeth refuses to let go of Madison as she takes her place next to Mikah.

  Celeste makes her way down the isle. She looks beautiful in her burgundy dress and bare feet, but Mikah is practically bouncing in anticipation of seeing Vivienne come down the isle.

  She doesn’t make him wait much longer. As she rounds the corner he sees only a silhouette, backlit by the lights behind her, but it’s clear that her wings, like his, are out. She takes a few steps forward and the doors close behind her.

  Now he can see her clearly. She is standing there next to Red, and she looks amazing. Mikah can’t help the tear that escapes his eye. He smiles at her and she smiles back at him.

  Her dress is gorgeous and something he hasn’t seen until right now. He watches as Vivienne and Red make their way to the altar.

  When they reach it, Red leans in to give her a kiss on the cheek and then places her hand in Mikah’s.

  As soon as they make contact, nothing else matters, nothing else but them.

  They walk a few steps and kneel before the altar.

  Elizabeth begins the ceremony in fluent Gaelic. Neither Vivienne nor Mikah can catch everything she is saying, but it doesn’t really matter. All that matters is that they’re joining their lives together forever.

  Elizabeth motions for Vivienne and Mikah to stand. Vivienne hands Celeste her flowers, and Celeste gives her Mikah’s ring. Mikah takes Vivienne’s ring from Andrew, and they begin to speak their vows in unison.

  “I choose you for life. I promise you my deepest love throughout the pressures of the present and the uncertainties of the future.

  You have shown me what love feels like, and for that I thank you. You are everything I need, and at this moment I know all my prayers have been answered and that all my dreams have come true.

  I promise to be here forever and always. From this day forward you shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home. As I have given you my hand to hold, I give you my life to keep.”

  They slip the rings onto each other’s fingers, shutting out the world around them.

  “You may kiss your bride,” Elizabeth says.

  Clapping erupts behind them, and Mikah dips her and she laughs.

  “I love you today and forever,” he breathes.

  “As I love you.”

  He plants a warm, beautiful kiss on her lips, and thus their life together begins.

  an Deireadh

  (The End)

  EPILOGUE

  Two years later.

  It will have been two years ago tomorrow that Mikah married the woman of his dreams. Literally. Since then, they’ve lived in that beautiful honeymoon stage. At least that is what Celeste says all the time. Though she can’t complain too loudly, as she too lives in her own wedded bliss.

  About six months ago, they relocated to a two-story house in a suburb of Minneapolis. The house is far larger than the condo was, and Red, Kelly, Andrew and Celeste are close by, in their own homes on the same property. Connor moved on about a year ago; his services were needed elsewhere, and he happily took the job and is enjoying his new assignment. About once a month he stops by to see all of them.

  Mikah stands in the doorway of Madison’s room. She’s just over two years old and she is the most beautiful person he’s ever laid eyes on. Well, with one exception - his wife will always hold that place in his heart. He watches her for a while from the doorway as she sleeps peacefully – much like she does every night, which is a blessing to both Mikah and Vivienne – and then he quietly walks into her room and leans down to kiss her on the forehead one last time for the night.

  Stepping quietly out of Madison’s room, he turns toward the room he shares with his wife. Here too he pauses in the doorway to watch her sleep. She is so beautiful.

  He goes into the bathroom, brushes his teeth and pulls off his t-shirt. As he watches himself in the mirror he has the strangest sense of déjà vu, but he can’t quite place it. He runs cool water over his face, dries off and turns off the light on his way out of the bathroom.

  The déjà vu washes over him again as he walks into the room. He seems to remember doing this before, only from a different angle. He shrugs it off and walks around the bed to crawl in behind Vivienne. She stirs a little as he climbs in.

  “Hi, baby,” she whispers.

  “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

  “No, you’re okay.” She turns her head toward him and kisses him awkwardly.

  He runs his hands up her beautiful body. He hears her breath hitch as he touches the underside of her breast, and his thumb grazes her swollen nipple.

  “You can wake me up like this anytime,” she says.

  He pushes the covers down her body, exposing her already hard nipples to the cool air, and she shivers and rolls into him. His hand slides along her swollen belly as she climbs clumsily on top of him, facing his feet.

  Somehow, she doesn’t know how, he’s managed to rid himself of his pajama pants, and she slides her sex along his raging erection. She reaches behind her and places her hands on his chest to steady herself. She lifts up, he quickly and smoothly aligns the head of his cock with her entrance, and she lowers herself onto him.

  His hands roam her body, which is swollen and eight months pregnant with their son. Neither one of them could be happier than they are right now.

  Lost in complete and total bliss, as he is whenever they are with one another, Mikah has a clear enough mind to realize where the déjà vu comes from. The dream from the hospital all those years ago. Their dream has come true, just like all their other dreams have and will continue to come true.

  Sliding herself up and down his erection, she begins to shake as her orgasm begins to overcome her, and Mikah knows that she won’t be able to hold herself up anymore when she comes. He gently rolls, bringing her with him so that she is on her side and he is spooning behind her. Grinding his hips against her he feels her tighten around him, and his own climax takes him.

  They fall asleep intertwined with one another, like they have for many nights before and will for many more nights to come.

  Thank You!

  Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for your amazing and continuing support of my stories. Especially Vivienne and Mikah’
s.

  Acknowledgements

  This story wouldn’t be in your hands if it wasn’t for the amazing support of my wonderful friends and my family. You’re all the best and I couldn’t have done this without you.

  I would like to thank my Street Team - The Z Team. Ladies, you’re the best an Author can ask for.

  Sione, my fabulous editor, thank you for keeping with me, keeping me going, and for putting up with me. This last year has been amazing and I can’t thank you enough.

  Rachel and Barb - Thank you for putting up with me, and for bring my biggest fans.

  And to my AMAZING FANS! I couldn’t do this without you!

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