A Question of Marriage
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Payton looked up at him. “I do. In case you forgot, my boss and his wife are out there, how am I going to explain this?” She asked referring to her stained and wrinkled dress with a torn strap.
Jordan reached down picked up his discarded jacket and draped it around her shoulders the warmth enveloping her. Slipping her arms in the sleeves her hands stopping almost a foot away from the opening, she’d forgotten how big he was. A knock on the door startled her.
“Is anyone in there?” A female voice asked from outside the door. “Hello, the doors locked.”
Panicking, Payton glanced up at Jordan who placed his fingers against her lips signaling her remain quiet, until they were sure the woman had given up. After a quick kiss, he unlocked the door and they stepped out into the hallway, then made their way passed the ballroom, where the party was being held, almost sprinting towards the door leading to the emergency exit, taking the stairs leading to the alley where a black limousine was parked. Jordan’s driver got out opened the passenger door for them and they slid in on the passenger seat.
“I really should have said good night to my boss, do you think he noticed I didn’t return to the party?”
“Most of the people, including your boss, were already three sheets to the wind when I went to look for you.”
“Oh well then I guess there’s no need,” she said looking over at Jordan, who only winked at her and grinned.
“Now where were we?” He said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her.
Epilog
“Jordan I’m not sure having our fathers in the same room, is a good idea,” Payton said putting the diamond earrings in her ear.
“I understand your apprehension, but how else are we going to give them our happy news?”
A month after their wedding they learned she was pregnant and decided to reveal it at a dinner party, his mother was giving to welcome Payton into the family. She didn’t think it was a good idea, given all the grief Jordan’s father had caused them, but he was confident that his father has learned his lesson.
“I suppose you’re right, I mean after all they’re in-laws now, but that still doesn’t stop me from worrying that my dad and yours won’t get into a confrontation, I mean look what almost happened at the wedding reception?”
J.D Senior under the influence of alcohol, decided to make a remark that he still didn’t think his son married the right woman and that he could have done better. Hearing this, Marshall Hollister took offense and wanted to beat some sense into the other man. Luckily cooler heads prevailed, after her mother convinced him not to embarrass their daughter on her wedding day.
“It was a good thing my mom convinced dad to leave his gun at home otherwise I truly believe he would have shot your father.”
Jordan chuckled. “It would have served the old man right, if he had.”
“Jordan!” Payton said, appalled by his statement. “Surely you don’t mean that?”
“Maybe I do, maybe I don’t,” he said glancing at his watch. “Come on we’re going to be late.”
Standing and grabbing her coat Payton followed him out to the car and to the party.
The End