Hello lovely readers,
So I know it's been a bit of a wait for this chapter, and I apologize, I've been so wrapped up with school and work that I haven't had the time to devote to this fanfiction. Thank you for your continued support! As always, read and REVIEW! Favorite and Follow!
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Jess
"You look absolutely beautiful, Emma." Miss Peregrine says as Emma observes herself in the full length mirror. Her hair was pinned back on the sides and curled in the back, falling down her back like a golden waterfall.
"You really think so?" Emma asks as she sashays from side to side, smiling to herself as she looks down at her rings.
"I wouldn't say it if it weren't true," Miss Peregrine answers, gently putting an arm around her shoulders. She would always have a soft spot for the girl she rescued when she was younger and it definitely showed. She loved all her wards, but she was closest to Emma.
"She's right," Maryann says, walking into the room. Emma smiles shyly. She hadn't really talked to Jacob's mother except for when Jake was with her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Portman," Emma says.
Maryann chuckles and shakes her head. "Now you're making me feel old, and call me Maryann, Emma. We're family."
"Okay Maryann," Emma says with a small smile. Miss Peregrine rubs her shoulder encouragingly.
"Is this the lovely girl we've been hearing about?" asks an unfamiliar voice before the woman to match it comes into the room.
"I'm sorry, Em, Aunt Susan couldn't wait," Jake says, a soft smile on his lips.
"Out," Maryann demands. Jake looks surprised. "You aren't supposed to see the bride before the wedding."
"But," Jake protests. Susan pushes him out the door, ruffling his hair a bit.
"You'll see her soon enough, Jake." She promises with a wink before closing the door.
Susan then turns her attention to Emma and she stifles the small gasp that threatened to escape her lips. She knew that Emma was one of the children her father had grown up with, even had a photo of her, but to see her in person…was surreal.
"We haven't met yet, I'm Jake's aunt Susan," Susan says walking forward, tentatively, her arms cautiously outstretched. Emma accepts the embrace somewhat shyly.
"It's lovely to meet you," Emma says as she pulls away from the embrace.
Susan smiles and squeezes Emma's hand. "It's wonderful to meet you, too. Jake was always a bit aloof growing up, so seeing the more fun side of him is an unexpected surprise."
"It was for us as well," Miss Peregrine says, squeezing Emma's hand. "Emma had a new light in her eyes when Jake came around."
Meanwhile, Jake waits at the altar with Duke at his one side and the others waiting for the cue. After what seems like an eternity, Maryann, Susan, and Miss Peregrine all come down the stairs, Miss Peregrine taking her place as the officiator of the ceremony. Abe, Susan, Maryann, Frank, and Scott, Susan's husband take their seats and they all turn around when the traditional wedding march begins to sound from the speakers.
Jake notices as the bridesmaids and groomsmen walk down the aisle, but his attention is solely focused on Emma, her beautiful eyes as they gaze back into his and her soft smile. After what seems like forever, she finally arrives before the altar, and just as in the previous ceremony, Enoch places Emma's hand into Jake's.
Miss Peregrine says her piece again before gesturing for the couple to repeat their vows to one another.
Jake clears his throat before speaking. "Emma, before you my life was rather dull and mundane but when I met you, I knew right then my life had changed forever. You're the strongest, smartest, most independent, stubborn, beautiful woman I have ever met and the day you agreed to be mine, my heart filled with a joy that I've never felt before. It is my promise to you to be by your side every day for the rest of our lives, to love and cherish you from this day forth, and to always be there for you. I love you, Emma Bloom, and I'll love you always and forever."
Happy tears fell down Emma's cheeks and she squeezed his hands. "Jacob, before I met you I had given up on love, on the chance of ever having love again, but when I met you, my heart reawakened. You made me want to give love a chance again. The day you said you were here to stay, I knew I would never be alone again. You have made me the happiest I've ever been. Being with you has been my dream come true, and I can't wait to see where the rest of our lives takes us. The depth of my love for you knows no bounds. It is my promise to love, honor and cherish you from this day forth. To make you happy and to never leave your side, as I don't think I could bear to be apart from you. I love you, Jacob Portman, always and forever."
They hear sniffles from Maryann and Susan and from some of the peculiars as well, but don't acknowledge them, too wrapped up in the beauty of the moment.
"You may kiss your bride, Jacob." Miss Peregrine says.
"Thank god," Jake says just as he did last time and gently cups her face in his hands, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. Her arms wrap around his neck, bouquet and all. Jacob grins into the kiss and dips her. She giggles as he pulls them back up, his arms tight around her waist.
"Hell of a kiss, son," Franklin cheers as he and Maryann make their way up to the happy couple.
"Thanks dad," Jake says with a grin.
"Your vows to each other were beautiful, honey." Maryann says, squeezing his hand before pulling back so Susan and Scott could come forward.
"They truly were," Susan agrees with a grin. "I never knew you to be the romantic, Jake."
"You might have to give me some tips," Scott jokes.
Jake chuckles and kisses Emma's temple. "Perhaps,"
Abe walks forward next and hugs his grandson, his eyes teary. "I'm so very proud of you, Yakob." He says.
"Thank you, Grandpa," Jake says, tears in his own eyes as he hugs Abe more tightly before pulling away and returning both of his arms around Emma.
"Thank you for making him happy, Emma." Abe says as he steps forward to hug Emma. Emma accepts the hug easily before returning to her husband's embrace.
"He's made me happier than I've ever been," Emma says.
Miss Peregrine looks on, happy that after so many years, Abe and Emma were able to be on friendly terms.
They transition seamlessly into the reception, tables and chairs set up similar to the original wedding except now they had a DJ or rather rented DJ equipment with a pre-selected list of songs, one of them a small surprise for Emma. While Emma had been getting used to the future, Jake had taken some time to meet up with some local musicians who helped him record the song he had written for Emma with some added instruments. So that he'd be able to not only sing it to her later but also dance with her as the recorded song was in the air.
"Alright, so our first song is one that's rather special for the happy couple," Frank says over the microphone. "You'll understand why shortly."
Emma looks at Jake as the melody begins to ring through the air. Jake smiles down at her shocked expression.
"When?" Emma asks.
"A few days ago," Jake answers. "I'll sing it to you later, but I really wanted to dance with you this time."
Emma smiles softly and rests her head against his chest. He tightens his arms around her and gently hums along.
As the song comes to a close, Frank goes back to the preselected list and walks out to the dance floor where his sister, brother-in-law, wife, and father are talking to the happy couple.
"That song was beautiful, honey." Susan says patting his shoulder. "Very romantic."
"I've never heard you sing so passionately," Maryann says.
Jake looks down at Emma. "I have a reason now,"
The next song that comes on is Nat King Cole's "L-O-V-E".
Jake smiles as he recognizes the first few lines. Without warning, he pulls Emma back onto the dance floor and sings the lyrics to her as they twirl around the dance floor. The others join them out on the dance floor.
After the song ends, Jake feels a tap on his shoulder and turns around to see his parents. "Do you mind if we dance with the two of you?"
"Of course," Jake says, stepping back so his father can dance with Emma as he dances with his mother.
"So, I heard that you have a small surprise set up for Emma after the reception," Maryann says conversationally as she and Jake waltz around the dance floor.
"I do," Jake says. "We'll be home tomorrow afternoon though, in time for the ultrasound."
"Are you excited?" Maryann asks, a small smile in her voice. She knows she hasn't been the best mother to her son but she hopes to change that in the coming years.
"I'm ecstatic," Jake answers, running a hand through his hair. "The day she told me…was one of the best of my life, second only to our wedding day and the day I returned to her on the Augusta."
Maryann gives him a questioning look.
"It's a sunken ship that we managed to resurface that we used to get to my home in northern England." Jake answers.
"Speaking of your home in England, do you think it still stands in the present day?"
"I don't see why it wouldn't," Jake answers, his eyes questioning. "Why?"
"I was just thinking that you could move to the present if the house was still standing." Maryann answers. "Now that it's possible for you all to be here without aging at an accelerated rate.'
Jake takes a deep breath and pinches the bridge of his nose. "We could most likely visit the present, but we're happy in 1943, mom."
"It's just a thought," Maryann says as the song ends. Frank comes up and takes Maryann back into his arms as Jake pulls Emma back into his.
About an hour later they decide to do the traditional garter and bouquet toss. Emma blushes furiously as Jake gently moves her legs aside so he can get access to the garter wrapped around her thigh. He hears a few hoots and hollers from their audience and he chuckles against her thigh. He presses a soft kiss to her inner thigh and it takes everything in her not to react. He carefully removes the garter with his teeth and with a flick of his head, tosses it toward the crowd of peculiar men.
A rare flush colors Enoch's usually pale complexion when it lands in his hands. Emma stifles a giggle with her hand. She quickly tosses the bouquet behind her and a startled Olive catches it easily, a blush coloring her complexion as well.
"I guess there actually is another wedding on the horizon," Miss Peregrine says, remembering what Miss Avocet had said to her at the first wedding.
A few hours later, it's approaching midnight and most of the peculiars have already retired to their rooms. Jake's extended family have all gone home and his parents are making their way inside. Duke has put all of the DJ equipment in his van, intending to return it in the morning.
"Are you ready to go?" Jake asks Emma, his arms snug around her waist.
"Ready to go where?" Emma asks, her eyes curious as she stares into his.
"I have a bit of a surprise for you." Jake answers with a grin.
"Oh?" Emma asks. "And what would that be?"
"Come along," Jake says, pulling Emma's hand as they approach the town car. The chauffeur opens their door for them and Emma and Jake slide in the back seat.
"Such luxury," Emma murmurs.
"I wanted to give you everything," Jake says as the car pulls up to the front entrance of the five star hotel he had made a reservation at. "Noon tomorrow," he tells the driver who nods and drives away once they're safely inside the building.
Emma looks around her in wonder as they make their way through the lobby towards the elevator.
When they step into the elevator, the energy between them practically crackles in the air.
Jacob's arms constrict around her, his eyes gazing into hers as a silent communication passes through them. He bends down to kiss her in what was meant to be a chaste kiss, but quickly becomes more passionate. Emma's hand tangles itself in her hair as he lifts her into his arms. Their tongues battle for dominance, neither side forfeiting. When the elevator opens, without breaking the kiss, he carries her with one arm and pulls the key out of his pocket with the other quickly opening the door and kicking it shut behind him.
He sets her down and before she can protest, he turns her around so her back is against his front.
"This is what they call the honeymoon suite," Jake murmurs to her as her eyes take in the rose petals trailing from the door to the bed where they cover the surface. A large bouquet of flowers sits on the coffee table on the far end of the room.
"Seems fitting," Emma says as she looks at the large bed in the center of the room and the large heart-shaped Jacuzzi tub that was near the bed.
"I figured I could show you the modern version of a Jacuzzi, privately." Jake says, trailing his fingers on the edge of the tub.
"I look forward to it," Emma murmurs before turning her attention back to him. "Now, you've clearly gone through some great efforts to make this night perfect." Emma begins as she undoes his tie and pulls him closer with either side of it.
Jake gulps as he watches her ministrations. "And I for one would really like to show how grateful I am to have such a thoughtful man be mine," Emma finishes as she undoes the buttons of his shirt before pushing both the shirt and the jacket off of him, letting them fall to the floor with a soft rustle.
"You're a bit overdressed," Jake says with a grin, remembering how she had said that to him on their wedding night.
Emma smirks at the memory. "Am I?"
Jake turns her around and undoes the zipper, his knuckles grazing her spine, causing her to shiver. The dress falls around her feet and she carefully steps out of it. Jake quickly but carefully sets it aside on a nearby chair before turning his attention back to his goddess, his queen.
His eyes rake over her body as if it's the first time, appreciating every detail, even the ones that are still covered by the lacy white undergarments.
He pulls her flush against him, her hands falling to his chest and gravitating south, quickly unbuckling his belt and sliding it through the loops. She just barely unzips his pants when he pulls her lips back to his, their tongues battling as they walk back towards the bed. Emma lets herself fall back against it, taking Jake with her. Her hands tangle in his hair as his mouth moves down her neck and toward the gentle swells of her breasts.
Emma's breathing hitches when his hands quickly unclasp her bra, tossing it across the room. Her hands fist in his hair as he swirls his tongue around her nipple.
"J-Jake," Emma moans as his hand kneads the breast not being attended to by his tongue. He trails his lips down her abdomen, teasingly close to the lacy edge of her panties.
He hooks two fingers in her panties and slides them down her legs. He grins up at her before diving down on her, sucking hard on the sensitive flesh before thrusting his tongue deep inside of her, curling and twisting as his thumb rubs on that sensitive bundle of nerves. Emma cries out as he brings her closer and closer to her completion, her hands clawing at the sheets.
"Jake," she cries out as she falls over that edge, her orgasm rocking through her in waves.
"I swear I'll never get tired of seeing you like this," Jake says as he crawls up her body. Emma rolls her eyes as a smirk forms on her lips.
Emma reaches up to cup his face, pulling him down for a chaste kiss as he levels himself above her entrance. Jake searches her eyes for any hesitation and upon finding none, buries himself in her, his home, his paradise.
Emma lets out a gasp as he fills her so completely, one hand clawing at the sheets, the other clutching his shoulder.
Jake groans as her walls tighten like a vice around his length. "Love, you're going to make this go a lot faster than I want it to if you keep doing that," he warns as she squeezes her walls tighter around him.
Emma smirks, reaching up to tangle her hand in his hair. She pulls his lips down to hers, kissing him passionately, their tongues tangling as Emma's back arches into Jake's thrusts. Emma flips them over, riding his length.
Jake situates himself above the headboard, his hands tight around her back, one hand tangled in her blonde locks as they meet each other thrust for thrust.
Emma's head bends back as she moans Jake's name breathlessly into his chest. Jake rides out her orgasm before allowing himself to fall over that edge, too. He kisses her hair as he comes down from his pleasured high.
"I love you, Emma." Jake whispers into her ear, his teeth grazing her ear lobe.
She shivers as her arms tighten around him. "I love you more than anything, Jake." She whispers back.
He closes his eyes as her beautiful words sink in.
"Again?" Emma asks as she feels his erection grow inside of her.
"It's what you do to me, baby," Jake murmurs with a grin.