Chapter 4 It's The Weddingggg

Chapter 4

India's POV

Kelly was every inch the princess bride she has always dreamt to be since we were ten. The gown was a vintage white with beads decorating the entire length. It had a large parting at the back which flaired from her waist down.

Her makeup was flawless. Every stroke of brush added more to her beauty highlighting her brown mischievous eyes. Her hair was done in an up do style with bangs framing her face.

She was breathtaking to look at

Her mum was already at the verge of tears, hugging and muttering how fast Kelly had grown.

Her bouquet was a combination of her's and Chris' favorite flowers; roses sprinkled with daises

Taking an excuse, Mrs Thomas took an excuse and walked out, leaving me with Kelly

She turned to face me with anxiety flashing on her features

"I'm probably gonna trip while walking down the aisle and everyone's gonna bark out a loud laugh at me".

"You remember Shontelle's wedding where I laughed at her dress, karma could get back at me and someone could do the same to me" she rambled on and on feeling the jitters of a bride to be.

I held her face firmly but being cautious not to smear her makeup. "Look Kelly, you're the strongest bitch I've ever known. You've gone through terrible circumstances that life put forward to you but you've never for a second backed down. Now is not the time to. And yes, everyone will be too engrossed with your beauty to think about any other thing." I said

"Now you're gonna make me cry, I love you Soo much bitch. Never forget that" she replied choking back a sob and throwing her hands over me in a warm embrace while I stroked her back affectionately in a warm embrace.

"Enough of these tears, now let's go take Chris' breath away" I said confidently matching her smile

"You think I'm that...... beautiful?" Kelly asked and for the first time, my best friend wasn't confident.

I'm sorry Kelly but have you seen yourself? I exclaimed "Chris better get a bucket cause tears are gonna flow while you're walking down the aisle.

"You look elegant yourself, I'm sure you'll get involved in some kinky shit tonight." She wiggled her eye brows with her all knowing look while I rolled my eyes in response

Typical Kelly

"Don't you ever take a break Kelly?" I huffed out feigning annoyance.

"All I do is to try add some color in your black and white life " She innocently replied "You only live once, India, try to make a few bad decisions, it helps at times " She commented mischievously

"What we should be concentrating on is how the rest of your day will go " I say changing the subject

The last thing I wanna do right now is admit that my life lacks color

"I think I know how my day will end up " Kelly replied looking thoughtful " It will probably end with Chris' dick stuck in my....." She slyly said and I cut her off immediately

"I didn't ask for that part " I exclaimed as my face seeflushed from embarrassment

"You know" She began again " Chris has some nice friends who are good-looking and probably huge down there, yuh nuh what I mean..." Kelly kept going

"Gaddamit Kelly,I ain't hooking up with nobody " I replied

"Oh yuh never nuh " She replied employing her Bajan accent and was about going on until we were interrupted by her father who had come to announce that it was time

I was so grateful for the interruption because I know that Kelly could go all day with no break

After exchanging pleasantries with her ever radiant father, I excused myself to give them a father- daughter moment.

Kelly has always been a daddy's girl right from birth and despite the fact that her parents are divorced, she still cherishes him.

Her parents took me like a second daughter especially when my mom abandoned me and my dad was always too high to care.

I reflected on my parents' separation.

It was a hard time for us all.

All the dreams and aspirations that we had as a family shattered because of just one reason.

From then, I knew that happy ever after romances can only be found in books which are carefully crafted by talented authors.

Mom fell in love with her new rich boss and she abandoned dad for him.

I witnessed how my dad was crushed by her decision. He loved her so much but she was hell bent on finding a rich man.

I watch my father go down, taking to drugs which only shortened his life, leading to his untimely death.

They said it was a natural death but I knew that depression ate him deep, dragging him to the cold hands of death.

Pushing all the depressing thoughts away, I wander around in search of the wedding planner.

Kelly was about to walk down the aisle and as her maid of honor, I had to make sure that nothing is amiss.

With a swift turn to the venue, I bumped into a solid body with such force that I expected my butt to land on the floor but his firm and strong hands gripped my waist tightly.

I looked up to see the owner of the solid body on whom half of my weight rested only to be met with those grey stormy eyes that had occupied my thoughts throughout the bachelorette party.

It was him!

The mystery guy who managed to puncture his way into my thoughts.

His eyes shone with some sort of mischief dancing in them

His jet black hair was styled away from his face and it shone like an invitation for me to put my hands on.

He was in a smoldering suit that made him look like a model ready to be the face of GQ magazine.

"You should really stop cornering me like this" I hiss in annoyance trying hard not to show how my body was reacting to his hot movie star looks

My whole body was literally on fire at the sight of the Greek god before me

"Is it really my fault that you are always playing the damsel in distress anytime we meet?" His deep throaty voice rasped and I was already clenching my thighs in response

My sane mind took over and I immediately pushed him with a bit of force, standing on my own.

He let out a chuckle that I could have mistook was from an angel

I stood squarely, eyeing his tall statue

Damn!

He was really tall

But at least I wasn't short

Standing by his shoulder was a good start

It was time I put on my big girl britches and get this over with.

I'm done with him messing with my head

Mustering all the courage I had, I looked him in the eye

"Oh really! Then how about you learn to walk away from this damsel in distress " I quoted his words earlier using my hands to draw inverted commas in the air

"My Mama taught me to help those in need" He retorted without missing a beat

"Then go to where your flimsy excuse of help is needed" I sassed with equal fervor

I can't believe I lasted this long in a conversation

without becoming a stuttering mess.

I guess it's time to embrace this new found confidence that I just seem to develop

"You know, I could show you just how dangerous it is to tempt me with that mouth of yours," he said lowly, his voice dripping with heat as his gaze flickered briefly to my lips.

My breath hitched, but I forced myself to keep my cool. "Dangerous?" I raised a brow, stepping an inch closer. "Or exciting?"

His smirk deepened, eyes never leaving mine. "Maybe both. The way you look at me,it's like you're daring me to ruin you."

I scoffed softly, trying not to betray the shiver running down my spine. "You don't strike me as the type who asks permission."

"I'm not," he admitted, leaning down so close his breath fanned across my ear. "But I enjoy the chase. And right now, you're running, even though I can already tell you're dying to know how hard I'd kiss you against that wall."

My lips parted, but no sound came out. I hated how my body betrayed me, heat pooling low in my stomach.

"You're so full of yourself," I managed, though my voice came out softer than intended.

He chuckled, deep and rough. "Sweetheart, that's not confidence. That's certainty. You feel this tooso there's absolutely no need to deny it" His fingers brushed the inside of my wrist, featherlight, making sparks race through my veins.

I swallowed hard. "And if I told you to back off?"

His jaw tightened, but the wicked gleam in his eyes only darkened. "Then I'd step back but trust me, it wouldn't take long before you came looking for me. Because the way you're biting that lip?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "That's you begging me to tell you all the filthy things I could do to you."

My cheeks burned crimson, but I couldn't look away. He was intoxicating, dangerous in every sense, and damn it I wanted more.

"Cocky bastard," I breathed, forcing a smirk.

"Only because I can already imagine you moaning it against my skin," he fired back without missing a beat and walked away.

I was so caught up in our little conversation that I didn't realize that I was supposed to check up on the wedding planner to make sure everything was perfect.

This mystery guy was really bringing out a new part of me that I'm not sure if I'm willing to explore it

"Yet" My ever active mind reminded me

And then it hit me

Kelly had raved on and on about Chris' handsome grey eyed best friend who will be the best man

Could it be him???

If he is the best man, then it seems we are bound to meet again

Then... will that be it?

For the first time in my life, I couldn't determine the events that would happen between us

Writing always gave me that power to detect who my characters love and hate but....

I guess I'll just have to wait and see what life has in stock for us

Not that I was expecting anything but.... you know what they say?

A girl can hope......