Page 114 of Sutton
“I have them positioned around the perimeter.”
I look at the cottage that we’ve refurbished and smile when I see the second apple tree growing well.
“Rochelle and Tanner are going to set up the food and bar here. Valet will grab the cars and take them up to Billionaire Boulevard, out of the way,” he starts explaining, and butterflies flutter through my chest.
“I have to say, I never thought I would ever get married in a place we call serial killer forest.”
Sutton’s grin is wicked when I chuckle.
“Yeah, your father wasn’t pleased. But this is us, Tinker…” He stops walking and stands in front of me, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
“It is, isn’t it?” I beam up at him, excitement at becoming Mrs. Sutton Silvers building even more.
“He also wasn’t pleased with the honeymoon destination…” Sutton murmurs, and I laugh.
“I can’t imagine why,” I say sarcastically, already dreaming about lying in that pool at Dragonfly in the South of France.
“Actually, while we’re on the topic of parents… is there anything going on with your dad and my mom?” Sutton’s frown is enough to tell me he wouldn’t be happy if there was.
I roll my lips. They get along well, and truth be told, I have no idea if anything is going on, but they’re friends, and it’s nice to see. They’re lonely, and I’m happy they have some company.
“I don’t know… but look…” I point to his arm, where a large bumblebee sits. “They follow you everywhere.”
He huffs a laugh. “I’m a real-life pied piper.” We watch it carefully before it flies off.
“So, you really ready to get hitched this weekend?” He steps closer, our hands dropping so he can encase my waist, and I grip on to his shoulders.
“I can’t wait.”
“Neither can I, Tinker… Neither can I…” His lips hit mine, and as we stand in serial killer forest, I know that my life turned out pretty good. All thanks to my mom and her love of bees. And even my dad, because without him, I never would’ve known Whispers existed.
