Laces and Lace
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The words that would seal their fate.
Their forever.
Yes, she was stunning, and he was one lucky bastard, but this all seemed like a dream. After all this time, all it took was for him to try to steal a cab from some chick to find his happiness. The last two days had still seemed unbelievable to him, but it just worked. They just worked. Of course, he jumped the gun insisting they go to Vegas and not considering the fact that he had a game that night, but after one call to Elli Adler, it was all taken care of.
It was as if this was all meant to be. That he was supposed to stand in the Chapel in the Clouds in Viva Las Vegas and marry the love of his life. Would everyone freak as soon as they found out? Hell yes. Did he care? Not in the least. Not when he was staring into a pair of pale green eyes that honestly took his breath away every single time.
She looked so perfect, beautiful in her mother’s dress. It was floor-length and poofy as all hell with crystals and lace everywhere. She was gorgeous, especially with that look in her eyes that said she loved him more than anything on this planet. Staring into those eyes, he knew that if this was the last thing he saw, this vision of brilliant beauty, then he would die a happy man. A complete man because he would have had Lacey as his wife.
Taking her hand, he kissed her knuckles before he said, “You look like a dream.”
She smiled sweetly, her eyes glazing over with tears. “Worth carrying the dress on the plane?”
He nodded slowly, his own eyes filling with tears. “Yes, and I want you to know that your mom would be in awe of your beauty in that dress.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she nodded. “She’s here,” she said, patting her heart.
He couldn’t trust himself to speak, so he covered her hand with his and nodded as the officiant said, “Ready to get started?”
They both nodded as Karson slowly wiped away her tears. Looking deep in her eyes, he asked, “Ready to become Mrs. Karson King?”
Her mouth curved in a grin, and she had a look in her eyes that said that no one knew how perfect this was but them, and she was right. This was their forever.
“I’ve been ready.”
“Me too.”
“So am I,” the minister joked, and they all shared a laugh before he got started by speaking of the foundation of love and how sometimes spontaneity is the best way of proving true love. Karson completely agreed with that. Was this practical? Nope and maybe a little crazy, but as he got in lost in her eyes, he really didn’t see any other way of doing this. He had to be married to her, and it had to be now. Not tomorrow, not the next day, or a month away, for that matter. When he knew what he wanted, he made it happen. He was impulsive and just a touch crazy, but he liked that about himself. He knew that this was right; he just wished he had found Lacey again long before this. His stupid fear kept him away, but that would never happen again, not when he was loved and supported by the love of his life.
“Now, it says you two have your own vows, so don’t let me hold you back from saying them. Please, Lacey, speak your love.”
Karson grinned as Lacey took in a deep breath before squeezing his hands hard. She was shaking slightly, and he could tell she was a little nervous. He wanted to think he wasn’t, but he could feel his own nerves shaking him from within. She could still turn and run from him, and if she did, it would honestly break him. It would make sense, though, if she did. Her family wasn’t here, nor would they be very happy when they found out about their little elopement. He didn’t care, but he knew she did. She may be upset with her father and brother, but they were just that. Her family. The only family she had, but that was about to change. He was about to become her family, if she’d have him.
“You want to do this, right?” he found himself asking.
“Isn’t that something you should have asked before paying for this?” the officiant asked and Karson laughed.
“Probably,” he agreed as he looked back at Lacey.
She nodded quickly, causing his stomach to flip as she squeezed his hands. “Of course! I’m just nervous. It all seems so unreal.”
“I know,” he agreed. “But if you don’t want to, we can wait.”
“No, I want to, right now. I don’t want to wait,” she promised.
“I don’t either, but I know your family isn’t here.”
“Neither is yours, but this is what we want. We are doing this.”
His heart was pounding in his chest as he got lost in her eyes. He wanted to believe that she wanted to do this, but he swore he could see the sadness in her eyes. She’d probably dreamed of some ritzy wedding on the river, and all he was giving her was an elopement to Vegas.
Was it enough?
“I want this, Karson, I promise. Yeah, no one is here but us and Mr. Preacher Man, but in a way, this is what I want. I want us. That’s all I need. I’m just freaking out because I don’t know what I’m going to say to really express my feelings. I want to do this right. We only get one chance at this, you know?”
“Yeah, this is it for me.”
“Me too,” she agreed. “And it’s perfect, don’t you think?”
He looked around the room that was made almost entirely of glass. The sun was coming up, and the lights of Vegas glittered beneath them. In front of him was the love he thought he had lost but thankfully found, and boy, did she look gorgeous. Yeah, this was what he wanted; he wanted her. It wasn’t ritzy, and their families weren’t here, but it was them. It was impulsive and crazy, but that was their love. So he nodded, leaning his head against hers, closing his eyes tightly. “I do.”
Their forever.
Yes, she was stunning, and he was one lucky bastard, but this all seemed like a dream. After all this time, all it took was for him to try to steal a cab from some chick to find his happiness. The last two days had still seemed unbelievable to him, but it just worked. They just worked. Of course, he jumped the gun insisting they go to Vegas and not considering the fact that he had a game that night, but after one call to Elli Adler, it was all taken care of.
It was as if this was all meant to be. That he was supposed to stand in the Chapel in the Clouds in Viva Las Vegas and marry the love of his life. Would everyone freak as soon as they found out? Hell yes. Did he care? Not in the least. Not when he was staring into a pair of pale green eyes that honestly took his breath away every single time.
She looked so perfect, beautiful in her mother’s dress. It was floor-length and poofy as all hell with crystals and lace everywhere. She was gorgeous, especially with that look in her eyes that said she loved him more than anything on this planet. Staring into those eyes, he knew that if this was the last thing he saw, this vision of brilliant beauty, then he would die a happy man. A complete man because he would have had Lacey as his wife.
Taking her hand, he kissed her knuckles before he said, “You look like a dream.”
She smiled sweetly, her eyes glazing over with tears. “Worth carrying the dress on the plane?”
He nodded slowly, his own eyes filling with tears. “Yes, and I want you to know that your mom would be in awe of your beauty in that dress.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she nodded. “She’s here,” she said, patting her heart.
He couldn’t trust himself to speak, so he covered her hand with his and nodded as the officiant said, “Ready to get started?”
They both nodded as Karson slowly wiped away her tears. Looking deep in her eyes, he asked, “Ready to become Mrs. Karson King?”
Her mouth curved in a grin, and she had a look in her eyes that said that no one knew how perfect this was but them, and she was right. This was their forever.
“I’ve been ready.”
“Me too.”
“So am I,” the minister joked, and they all shared a laugh before he got started by speaking of the foundation of love and how sometimes spontaneity is the best way of proving true love. Karson completely agreed with that. Was this practical? Nope and maybe a little crazy, but as he got in lost in her eyes, he really didn’t see any other way of doing this. He had to be married to her, and it had to be now. Not tomorrow, not the next day, or a month away, for that matter. When he knew what he wanted, he made it happen. He was impulsive and just a touch crazy, but he liked that about himself. He knew that this was right; he just wished he had found Lacey again long before this. His stupid fear kept him away, but that would never happen again, not when he was loved and supported by the love of his life.
“Now, it says you two have your own vows, so don’t let me hold you back from saying them. Please, Lacey, speak your love.”
Karson grinned as Lacey took in a deep breath before squeezing his hands hard. She was shaking slightly, and he could tell she was a little nervous. He wanted to think he wasn’t, but he could feel his own nerves shaking him from within. She could still turn and run from him, and if she did, it would honestly break him. It would make sense, though, if she did. Her family wasn’t here, nor would they be very happy when they found out about their little elopement. He didn’t care, but he knew she did. She may be upset with her father and brother, but they were just that. Her family. The only family she had, but that was about to change. He was about to become her family, if she’d have him.
“You want to do this, right?” he found himself asking.
“Isn’t that something you should have asked before paying for this?” the officiant asked and Karson laughed.
“Probably,” he agreed as he looked back at Lacey.
She nodded quickly, causing his stomach to flip as she squeezed his hands. “Of course! I’m just nervous. It all seems so unreal.”
“I know,” he agreed. “But if you don’t want to, we can wait.”
“No, I want to, right now. I don’t want to wait,” she promised.
“I don’t either, but I know your family isn’t here.”
“Neither is yours, but this is what we want. We are doing this.”
His heart was pounding in his chest as he got lost in her eyes. He wanted to believe that she wanted to do this, but he swore he could see the sadness in her eyes. She’d probably dreamed of some ritzy wedding on the river, and all he was giving her was an elopement to Vegas.
Was it enough?
“I want this, Karson, I promise. Yeah, no one is here but us and Mr. Preacher Man, but in a way, this is what I want. I want us. That’s all I need. I’m just freaking out because I don’t know what I’m going to say to really express my feelings. I want to do this right. We only get one chance at this, you know?”
“Yeah, this is it for me.”
“Me too,” she agreed. “And it’s perfect, don’t you think?”
He looked around the room that was made almost entirely of glass. The sun was coming up, and the lights of Vegas glittered beneath them. In front of him was the love he thought he had lost but thankfully found, and boy, did she look gorgeous. Yeah, this was what he wanted; he wanted her. It wasn’t ritzy, and their families weren’t here, but it was them. It was impulsive and crazy, but that was their love. So he nodded, leaning his head against hers, closing his eyes tightly. “I do.”
