Chapter 32

POV: “Adelaide*

“Yes, I understand. Mmhm. Okay, Bye.”

I sighed as I hung up my phone, throwing it onto the coffee table. I threw myself onto the couch, my head hitting the firm legs of the man beside me.

“Bad news?” Damon asked, with a smile as he reached out to run his fingers gently through my hair attempting to soothe

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“The florist canceled,” I said, leaning into his touch. I curled into his lap, shutting my eyes as I sighed. “Apparently, Corinna’s booked every florist in the city for her wedding day.”

“Of course, Damon rolled his eyes, sighing heavily.

“Our wedding is going to be a disaster,” I groaned, covering my face with my hands.

“No, it won’t,” Damon argued.

“Oh, really?” I snapped, sitting up as I leaned my weight on my palms. “We don’t have a florist, we don’t have a caterer, we don’t have a decorator and almost fifty guests have canceled including both of our fathers. Safe to say, it’s already ruined”

“So?” Damon chuckled, wrapping his hand around my head as he quickly stole a kiss from me. “All I need is you. Who cares about anyone else? You’re all I’m going to see anyway.”

“Corny,” I deadpanned, despite the blush blooming across my cheeks. Despite the bad news, he had me smiling. He was way too good at this.

“But it’s true.”

He grinned.

I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder. “We’re supposed to get married in two days, and nothing is going right.”

“Addie.” Damon started, tilting my chin up so our eyes met, “I only wanted a ceremony to stop the press from gossiping. I don’t care if I marry you in the middle of a hurricane or at the courthouse. As long as I can call you my wife. I’m happy.”

I smiled, leaning forward so our foreheads were touching, and I could see my reflection in his e eyes.

“Same for me,” I admitted. “I don’t care about any of these theatrics. I just want to be married to you already.”

“We should’ve just gotten married at the courthouse,” Damon commented. “That would’ve been easier.”

Both of our eyes lit up at the same time, a lightbulb clicking on in both of our minds as we turned to one another with wide

eyes.

I started. “Are you

Damon smirked, leaning forward to kiss my nose. “We need to

a

into the empty house,

upstairs like someone had fallen on the floor and then the pounding of feet rushing above us and down the

living room entrance, breathing heavily with

“What is it?”

himself defensively

to drive us,” I said, kindly as I pushed

Peter asked, bewilderedly. He dropped his hands out of their defensive posture once he realized there was

threat.

wedding chapel.” I heard Damon answer behind

Peter exclaimed.

“We’re cloping!”

this is happening.” Peter muttered with a

not like you’re getting married in a chapel by an

Peter agreed, but then glared at me and Damon as we waited in the lobby of the chapel. “But you’re making me be the witness! I

bad.” Damon said,

feeling like I was floating on clouds. Excitement and anxiety twirled around in my

and Ms. Hildebrand?”

feet. I giggled as I fell forward and Damon caught me, wrapping his hands around my waist trying to

to get married?” Damon drawled, smirking down

whispered to him, then leaned forward to pull his lips

but I’d never thought a rum and Coke could taste so delicious.

and I grinned-feeling like a schoolgirl with her first crush.

soon as we stepped foot inside the building. He had a ukulele with him and

podium. My mother’s dress was as comfortable as I thought it would be, not too tight and easy to breathe and walk in. My veil trailed behind us as Damon

best not to laugh. A quick glance at Damon said he was doing the

the podium as he stepped behind it, Peter standing just behind

Damon’s hand, sending

as Elvis played us one of his famous songs on the ukulele and then began

the sacred ceremony of matrimony,” Elvis bellowed before the

at one another deeply. Peter shifted on his feet

didn’t care.

to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health,

was his immediate response.

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