Page 119 of Finding Redemption

The week of the wedding flies by with spa days, dress buying and tux fittings. “I’ve done this once.” Walker pouts.

“I know, sweetheart, but this is how it’s done.”

“Promise me, I don’t have to wear a tux when we get married,” he grumbles, stepping from the fitting room. Damn, he’s gorgeous. I stare, open-mouthed as he continues to make a fuss. I saunter to him, wrapping myself around him and pulling him into a kiss.

“You are fucking hot. Take me to bed.” I waggle my brows at him.

“Give me ten minutes.” He kisses me without another word. I laugh at his changed mood. He cocks a brow at me. “What?”

“Your mood switched quick.”

“I’m a man that knows what he needs and wants.” He drags his eyes down my body, and heat boils deep in my belly.

“I’m damn happy to hear that.” I wink.

“Did you find a dress today or did my Mom make you try on a hundred?” He smirks.

“I tried on a hundred, but it wasn’t her,” I say. “And yes, I found one. A blue lace one.”

“I do love you in lace.” He flashes me a devilish smile.

“That explains why I only have lace panties at your place now.”

“Oh, I forgot to mention it. There was a panty raid and I had to replace all of yours. Sorry about that.” He winks, and I melt.

“You’re a hot mess.” I glance down at my watch. “We’re gonna make it home just in time enough to get dressed for rehearsal.”

“I think we’re almost done here. We’ll be okay. As long as we’re not late for the wedding, Ava will be fine,” he reassures me.

“Move that fine ass and get changed.”

“I’m moving.” He jogs to the changing rooms. We’re out the door within ten minutes. I dress in record time, so we can make the dinner just as Riley starts blowing up Walker’s phone.

“Hey, Riley. He’s driving,” I say, answering Walker’s phone.

“Hello, gorgeous. I’ll take you over him any day.” Riley’s voice lowers, deep like Walker’s.

“Shut up, fucker. We’re pulling in now. The tux needed a few adjustments,” Walker explains.

“Sounds good. She’s getting nervous,” Riley says, referring to Ava.

“She’ll be fine. She loves you,” Walker reassures him. I adore how this family supports one another.

“Hurry anyway.” Riley laughs before ending the call.

He glances over at me, taking my hand. “What’s going on in that mind of yours?”

“Nothing.” I shake my head.

“Come on, you can tell me as we walk.” He jumps out and comes over to help me. “Now, talk.” He takes my hand and we make our way to the venue.

“He called again. My dad.” I chew on my lip. “I want to talk to him but I’m afraid. I know my mom is overbearing but she’s my mom. She took care of me when he wouldn’t. It’s been hard for both of us.”

“Who says he’s going to talk about your mom? Maybe he just wants to talk.” He shrugs. “Or maybe you should lay the groundwork. You’re an attorney. Negotiate your terms.”

I stop, jerking his arm back. “I never thought about it that way.”

He turns back to me, hauling me into his arms. “Now you can and stop worrying. You’re an adult. You can leave anytime you want. If he doesn’t adhere to your terms or makes you feel bad, get up and walk out.”