Bethany"Thanks. I appreciate that.""On a lighter note, what does the bridesmaid’s dress look like?" Erica moved back and took another drink of her coffee."It's actually white, funny enough. Mom wanted to wear a muted rose color since this isn't her first wedding. She bought me a pretty white dress that is relatively comfortable to wear." Bethany shrugged and turned her attention back to the beach as a large gaggle of girls jogged by in skimpy bikinis. Bridget was at the front of the pack."You have to be kidding me. Ugh." Bethany turned from the window and walked to one of the chairs at the kitchen table, sitting down.Erica moved to the door, looking out and shaking her head. "Desperation always screams louder than any other emotion.""That pretty blonde leading them is Damon's ex.""Oh. The chick from breakfast?" Erica moved closer to the door, peering out. "Hopefully she trips and eats it. I'm watching just in case. I'll replay the visual for you if it happens."Bethany laughed
DamonMatt reached out and patted the side of Damon's arm. "Just make sure she knows that you're not at all interested in Bridget anymore. That's what will keep things on the right track.""I already did." Damon ran his hand down his face and turned, feeling someone behind them. "I'll tell her a hundred more times if I need to.""What are your plans?""I'm going to go find Beth and see if she wants to lie out by the beach with me. It's a lazy afternoon, and from what Dad said, we aren't due to dinner until late tonight.""I'll come with you if you want.""Yeah, sure." Damon walked out into the hallway and made his way down to Bethany's room.Erica's voice surprised him as she walked up from behind them. "She's lying down. I just went to grab a Coke. You guys going to the beach?""Yeah." Damon turned to face Erica. "Is she all right?""I think so. She's just tired." Erica shrugged as her attention quickly turned to Matthew. It was almost comical to see how much the two of them liked ea
BethanyBethany woke to the quiet room around her, Erica nowhere in sight. The crimson rays of light coming through her open door brought in the awareness that it was close to dinner time. Bethany slipped out of the sheets and picked up her phone, three messages from Damon looking for her. They stopped just after lunch. He must have realized that she was taking a nap.Running her fingers through her long hair, she yawned loudly and walked to the bathroom as the conversation with Matt and Damon rolled over her again. She was making too much of it."Let it go. Stop letting shit threaten to ruin what you guys have going." She looked at herself in the mirror before picking up a container of powder. She brushed some over her nose and put her earrings back on before dressing in a coral sundress and slipping on her sandals. The cut of the dress made her breasts center stage for the outfit, but it wasn't slutty or inappropriate, just extremely feminine.She walked out of the room and texted D
Bethany"Watch it, vixen. Your little pink tongue makes my heart race." He wagged his eyebrows. The man with too many burdens and an aggravated disposition was nowhere to be seen. She needed to get him away from the office more often. Hopefully, she could be a part of alleviating some of his stress in the future.He moved beside her and slipped his arm around her, his fingers brushing rhythmically over the top curve of her rear. She crossed her arms over her chest and followed Matt and Erica as the pretty blond pulled him onto the dance floor."You wanna go join everyone?" Damon leaned down and pressed a kiss just behind her ear, sending chills racing through her."Yeah. I do." She intertwined her fingers with his and walked toward the dance floor, pausing only for a moment as he almost ran into her. "Wait. You don't like to dance.""I don't, but remember what I told you?""Oh yeah. Only at large events like weddings and when you want to seduce someone." She winked and started toward
BethanyThe wind blew around her, tugging at her dress as if urging her to walk farther down the beach. She gave in to the motion and turned away from the party, moving languidly down the stretch of soft sand. She stopped only to remove her sandals, looping her fingers in the straps and letting everything go. Too much had happened too fast. She had a crazy load of shit waiting for her to figure out how to balance the minute she got home as well. A break was in order. She just hoped it wasn't going to be her to shatter."Bethany," Damon called for her, but she kept walking, never picking up her pace nor turning around. He moved up beside her, reaching over and pulling her to a stop."What?" She glanced up at him, her voice far more cold than she wanted it to be."I got pulled into the middle of that shit. Don't be upset, baby.""You had a choice, and you chose. I was in the bathroom for a minute after being accosted by your perfect ex." Bethany shrugged, grateful that anger burned brig
Bethany"No sorries. I would have to give a million too. Just concentrate on right now. Let's me and you stay in the moment together. We'll work through all this shit from our past over a bottle of wine, nudity and a roaring fire at my place when we get home. Deal?" He slid his hands over her rear, tugging at the back of her legs.She wrapped her legs around him, the thick brush of his erection against her center causing her to whimper softly. How he left her needy and undone was a mystery. Bridget had one thing right. Being around Damon did make her feel like a starving hooker. Everything about him lent to the desire to fuck all night, unapologetically."Hold on to me tightly. I want to memorize your curves with my hands, Beth." He pressed his face into the crook of her neck, sucking softly as his fingers ran up and down her back, over her hips to her breasts. "So damn hot. I swear I almost came just watching you dancing in your sexy little dress tonight.""I was hoping you'd like it
BethanyBethany woke to the smell of coffee. She turned on her side and squinted against the bright light coming through the open glass doors. He stood with his back to her, his blue slacks on and torso bare. She laid there for a few minutes, studying him.Beautiful. He turned and smiled. "I thought I heard your breathing change a little. You sleep good?""I did." She moved up to her elbow and let the cover drop from her breasts.He set his coffee down and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, pulling her into his arms and pressing his lips to hers in a long kiss. "I made you some coffee. Strong and thick like you like it.""That's how I like my men. My coffee I'll take anyway it comes." She smirked as he lifted his eyebrow at her."Your man, not men. You're officially off the market, Miss Thing." He leaned down and kissed her again before getting up and walking back to the kitchen. "Go get in the shower and let's get the day started. There are a few more things to do for the ceremony
Bethany"Just memories of Bethany being young and wanting to be a princess."Patty lifted her drink into the air. "For a new beginning for my big sister. I don't know anyone who deserves it more than you.""For my mom, who has shown me that one thing has the power to cure all hurts, all hang-ups, and all heartbreaks. Love. May it follow you everywhere for as long as you live."Her mom nodded, tears dripping down her face as they hit their glasses together carefully."No more tears." Bethany reached for a box of Kleenex and passed them out. "Only happy times now.""Speaking of happy times and princesses," Patty paused, snorting as she shook her head. "You remember getting our asses whooped for getting into momma's expensive make-up and dressing up like hookers?""Oh my God. We did." Her mother laughed, Patty joining her.Bethany lifted her glass again. "I knew I got it from somewhere... blame my mother.""For what?" Patty lifted her eyebrow."For everything." Bethany smirked and took a