Page 40 of Jaxson

Tillie wanted a small, private affair—one where it wasn’t so obvious she was pregnant. It had been three months since Jaxson asked for her hand in marriage, and now it was December. It was freezing cold outside, and Tillie looked down from the main hall window to see the streets had pulled out some heaters, and the whole town was there.

Jaxson didn’t want a private affair. He wanted the whole town to know he was marrying her. He loved that she was pregnant and spent a great deal of time every single night singing and reading to their son or daughter.

They didn’t know the sex of the baby. His parents offered to throw them a gender reveal party, but neither of them wanted to know. They wanted it to be a surprise. It was a big moment for the both of them.

“Are you ready?” Kate asked. “Or do you need me to help you escape?”

“No, no escaping. It will all be good.”

“Did you hear he had Carl Worthington as his best man? Cruz was not happy about that.”

Tillie chucked. “Jaxson doesn’t like Cruz.”

“Cruz does not like Jaxson, but it doesn’t seem to stop them from hanging out, does it?” Kate asked.

“You look absolutely beautiful,” Susan Riggs said, coming into her room.

Jaxson’s parents had been complete and total rocks. Of course, they were absolutely ecstatic at becoming grandparents. Even though Jaxson came to every single appointment, Mark and Susan always offered to take her, and to be there for her. Susan was constantly helping out.

She and Jaxson still had two different houses, although Jaxson had offered to move into her home. As for Tillie, it was a home where she had a lot of memories of her parents, but the truth was, it was also her parents’ home.

Instead, Jaxson, with the help of Cruz, had helped build her a new sewing studio in his garage, transforming it, so that as she moved out of one house, there was no break in her filming.

Her audience had fallen in love with Jaxson, as he did offer to go on lives with her and make an appearance every now and again. She loved him wanting to take part in her world. It meant everything to her.

“Are we ready?” Jaxson’s father Mark asked. He stood at the door waiting for her.

She glanced down at her body and nodded. “Yes, I’m ready.”

Susan went to her and kissed her cheek, as did Kate. They were her maid of honor and bridesmaid. She didn’t have anyone else, and Kate had asked that she not include her mother in more of the festivities. She had recently learned that Kate’s mom cut Kate out of the fabric shop business and only allowed her back in when it was at a point of potentially no return.

Kate and her mom were not on speaking terms, and Tillie felt bad that she hadn’t known that. Even though Kate still delivered groceries for her mother, they didn’t talk. She loved and adored her friend.

“You’ve got this, and I will meet you at the end of the aisle.”

Tillie turned to look at Mark.

“If you want to run, I have the getaway car around back,” Mark said.

She giggled. “Shouldn’t you be the one convincing me to stay?”

“I know my son can be a little vexing, and no one would feel bad if you made the decision to leave. We’d all understand.”

She put her hand on her swollen stomach. “I love him, and I wouldn’t do that to him. He’s going to make an amazing father.”

Mark smiled, and she saw his eyes glisten with tears. “That is a damn good answer.” He moved toward her, cupped her face, and kissed her. “It is a pleasure to walk you down the aisle toward my son. I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter-in-law.”

With that, he held out his arm, and Tillie took it, knowing that down in the main town there were women that had been with Jaxson. None of them mattered. The past didn’t matter. All that mattered was the two of them.

She held onto Mark’s arm as they walked down the stairs together, and she let out a gasp as they stepped into the cold night air. It was already snowing, and she held onto Mark a little tighter so she didn’t fall. The last thing she wanted to do was fall.

The music started to play, and as soon as she got to the end of the aisle, there was only one man she wanted to see. Jaxson.

There he stood in his tuxedo, hands at his sides, and he looked absolutely breathtaking. There was no doubt in his eyes, as she looked across the distance, and they captured each other. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

The music played and she held on tight to Mark’s arm, as he walked her down the aisle. The moment they were close, Jaxson stepped forward and thanked his father. He took Tillie’s hands, and she tried not to shiver, but it was getting colder. Jaxson let go of her hand long enough to shrug out of his jacket, and then he placed it lovingly over her shoulders.

“That will warm you up.”