Hands Where I Can See Them
Chapter Forty-Eight
August 10, 2009
Max
"Uggghhhnnnngg." I groaned, rolling over and burying my head in Fang's bare chest, not wanting to wake up and trying to ignore my alarm clock.
"Turn that damn thing off." Fang grunted.
I reached my hand behind me and slammed it down on the top of my alarm clock, finally putting an end to the beeping.
"Are you working today?" Fang asked, his eyes still closed.
"No. And I'm going back to sleep. It's like six a.m. I don't have to meet up with my mom for more planning until noon."
"What more do you have to do?"
"I still have to go in for my last fitting, to make sure my dress still fits like a glove. And Abby's dress is still too big on her, so we have to get that altered. And we're dropping off the menu at the caterer's restaurant so she can practice making everything."
"So you have a few hours still?"
I nodded, my ear rubbing against his chest.
Fang's arms coiled around me and pulled me up slightly so my head was laying on his shoulder.
He then slid down slightly so his face was about even with mine and kissed me.
"If you're trying to wake me up, I can assure you, it's not working." I grumbled, tiredly.
"Then I guess I'll have to try harder." he whispered, kissing me again, this time rougher and longer.
I figured I should just give in and kiss him back or he'll never give up.
I'm gonna take a guess and say Fang had a very PG-13 or R rated dream, because his right hand held onto my right thigh in between my legs while the other started to slide up my/his shirt. Usually, regardless of the weather, I would wear a pair of boy-shorts and one of Fang's t-shirts or button ups to bed. Which explains that last bit.
"Shouldn't you probably go wake up Abby for school?" I whispered, breathlessly against his mouth.
"Not yet. She'd kill me if I woke her up before seven."
Well, since I was awake now, I decided to kiss Fang again.
"You do realize how dangerous it is to wake me up, right?"
"I'll take the chance." Fang mumbled, trapping my lips with his.
I laughed and kissed him back until he decided to change his target from my lips to my neck.
"Fang, I swear if you give me another hickey, I'm gonna beat you to death. Mainly because if I see my mom and Abby with it, they'll want to kill me."
"Oh, they can deal. Or, you could always wear a turtleneck."
"In August? You're nuts!"
"Then I'll just make it lower so it's harder to see."
"They'll see it some way or another. I have to wear my wedding dress today, so it'll be seen somehow."
"Then who cares where it is?"
Really? We're arguing about him giving me a hickey? Most pointless argument ever.
"Maaaaaax. Am I gonna get to wear my dress for the wedding today? Oh, and am I going to get to see yours? Am I? Am I?" Abby screeched as we walked into the bridal shop with my mom.
"Yes and no. Nobody gets to see my dress until the day except my mom."
"Aww. C'mon, I won't tell Fang! I promise!"
"Sorry, Abby. You'll see it in two months."
Abby crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
"I'll take you and Bobby out for ice cream later to make it up to you."
"Pouting over." Abby smiled, skipping over to the girl who always helps me when I come in here's desk.
"Max!" she cheered, coming over and hugging me.
"Hey, Iris!" I chirped, hugging back.
"And Mrs. Ride, always nice to see you too. And, I'm sorry, but I don't think we've met before..." Iris frowned after seeing Abby.
"Oh, sorry, Iris! This is my fiance's little sister, Abby. She's the one we need to make the dress alteration for."
"Well, Abby, let's go do that, why don't we? Max, your dress is already in that dressing room ready for you to try it on."
I nodded and went with my mom over to the dressing room Iris had pointed to and went inside.
I lifted the plastic dress bag off of my dress and looked at it.
Beautiful. The only word that could describe my dress.
I stripped out of my clothes and pulled my dress on, holding it to my chest and asking my mom to zip up the back.
"You are so beautiful, Max. Inside and out." Mom sobbed as she zipped up the back.
"Thanks, Mom." I smiled, wiping a tear from my eye and hugging her tightly.
I looked quickly at myself in the mirror.
"I'm gonna go ask Iris where my shoes are. I guess Abby's gonna get to see my dress after all." I laughed, walking over to Iris' office.
"Iris, where're my heels?" I asked as I stepped through the door.
Abby's head snapped up and her mouth dropped open when she saw me.
"Holy crap, Max. You look amazing." Abby cooed.
"Don't you dare tell Fang what my dress looks like!" I told Abby, narrowing my eyes at her. "Anyway, Iris, my shoes?"
"They're right over there, Honey." Iris smiled, looking behind me and gesturing to my heels.
"Thanks!" I chirped, bending down to get them and running back to my mom.
I sat down on the podium and pulled my shoes onto my feet.
I stood up and took another look at myself in the mirror.
"Max? You look stunning. But I think you have something on your chest." Mom said as she sat in a chair behind me, looking at her only daughter standing in a wedding dress.
I think it was finally hitting her that now she had to give me away.
Sure, I'll always be her's and my dad's little girl, but now I was going to be Fang's wife, Ella's step-mom, Fang's parents' daughter-in-law, and Abby's aunt.
I stepped down off the podium and looked closer at where my mom said she thought she saw something. I couldn't help but laugh, remembering my conversation with Fang earlier that morning.
"Hey, Max? Isn't your garter supposed to be in with your dress? Where is it?" Mom asked.
"I'm not sure. Can you go ask Iris?"
She nodded and went to ask Iris.
Frankly, I feel like that's going to be Fang's favorite part of the wedding. I get a ring, and he gets to act insanely sexual in front of our friends and family and not give a fuck.
I foresee one of these two events occurring; 1.) Him going the less sexual way and just slide it off with his hands. Or 2.) He can (be like K.J's dad at his second wedding and) take it off with his teeth.
Okay, which of those do you think he'd go with?
Hope you enjoyed!
Sorry to bring it up again, but I just recently uploaded the second chapter of my story on FictionPress.
Like I said, you don't have to read it, but it would mean a lot of you did.
Aside from that, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and will review.
xoxo,
K.J
