Chapter 23
Elena
It's the end of March now. Damon and I have been together for almost 6 months, engaged for 2. It's Saturday morning and I just got back from a run. I'm sitting at our kitchen island; sipping on my coffee and scrolling on my iPad looking at wedding gowns.
Mom comes into the kitchen and pours herself a cup of coffee. "Morning," she says looking over her cup.
"Good morning." I say placing my iPad down.
"So…what's up?" she asks coming to sit next to me.
"I'm looking at wedding dresses online, but I don't see anything that really grabs me attention." I say placing my chin in my hand.
"Well let's go shopping next weekend." mom says as Emmaline walks into the kitchen.
"Shopping? I love shopping." she says grinning.
That brings me to my next idea. I decided that I don't want a maid of honor. I settled on Bonnie, Caroline and Rebekah because bridesmaids. But I don't have a flower girl. Is Emma too old? Yeah, she is.
"Hey Emma" I say standing up stretching.
"Yeah?" she asks me.
"Would you be my junior bridesmaid?" I ask clasping my hands in front of me.
"Seriously?" she asks jaw dropping. "For real?"
I nod and smile. "For real."
She squeals and jumps up and down. She grabs me; hugging me tight as I laugh. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."
"No thank you" I say ruffling her hair.
I sit back down next to mom who's laughing at us. "So that's 3 bridesmaids and 1 junior bridesmaid." I count on my fingers. "And then Daddy walking me down the aisle."
Mom nods. "That sounds right. What's Damon doing?"
"Umm he did pick a best man and that's Tyler. Matt is his groomsman." I tell her finishing my coffee.
I stand and go to rinse my cup. "He wants his mom to walk him down the aisle when they first go to stand."
"Ohhhh that's sweet" she says smiling.
"Where are you having the wedding?" Emma asks eating a yogurt.
"I was looking online last night, and I want to call about having it at Old Towne Creek County Park." I say looking from Emma to mom.
Mom hums; complying with me. "An outdoor wedding and reception would be beautiful. We can even rent a large tent for the reception."
I jerk my arm in a yes motion; mom and Emma laughing at me. "Okay. Now I just need to confirm the date with the venue." I say putting a reminder into my tablet.
"June 4th, right?" mom asks.
I smile and nod. "Yup. Ceremony at 3pm, followed by our wedding photos then reception to follow until after dark."
"That sounds wonderful." mom says writing something in her phone.
"Yup. And I am paying a cleanup fee, so we won't have to worry about anything afterward. The venue is supplying tables and chairs. They're also willing to set up a dance floor." I say scrolling back through my tablet.
A knock at the door sounds and my mom walks over to answer it. I look down at what I'm wearing and say fuck it. Spaghetti strap tank and workout shorts. Bare feet of course.
Mom comes around the corner with Damon following behind her. "What are you doing here?" I ask shocked to see him.
"Ouch. That hurts Lena." he says mock clutching his chest.
Emmaline giggles and I shrug. Damon walks over to me and kisses me on my forehead. He peers over my shoulder and sees wedding dresses I googled on my tablet.
I wrap my arms around his waist. "Of course, I'm happy to see you. I just wasn't expecting you."
"Dresses?" he asks rubbing my back and I groan into his chest.
"I can't find one I like." I mumble to him.
He chuckles and rubs my neck. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
I look up at him to see him smiling at me. "It's not a bad thing." he says chuckling.
I stand and grab his hand. "Okay. We'll be in my room mom." I say pulling him to the stairs.
"Alright" mom answers.
We get into my room and I shut the door behind us. Damon turns me to face him and hugs me. I hum into the hug. He reaches down; gripping my ass and lifts me up.
I wrap my arms and legs around him tightly. "What are you doing?"
"Hugging you." he says gripping my butt.
I palm him cheeks and swipe my thumbs over his eyebrows. He closes his eyes and opens them back up. His eyes are like a clear ocean blue today.
He carries me over to the bed and sits on the edge so I'm straddling him. "What do you want to talk about?" I ask kissing his neck.
He groans and pulls back making a tsk sound. "Well spring break is next week, and I was wondering if you wanted to go to Ny for a few days to look at condos?"
I raise my brow. "Really?"
He nods and kisses my nose. "Really. But now that I know you're having a hard time finding a dress, how would you like to invite our moms and Emma to come along with us?" he kisses the corner of my mouth his lips moving when he talks; "you can take them to look for a dress."
I screech loudly pushing off him to stand. I jump up and down; Damon laughs pulling his head back covering his ears.
I mouth sorry and my mom comes running into my room. "What happened?" she asks looking around.
"Sorry. She got excited." Damon tells her shaking his head.
Mom narrows her eyes at me. I smile shyly and bite my bottom lip. "Mom…" I trail off.
"Don't yell like that. I thought something was wrong." she reprimands me.
I nod my head. "Yes mom. But Damon just suggested something and I got really excited."
She props her hand on her hip; gesturing for me to continue.
"Can we go to New York City next weekend with him and his mom?"
"What?" she asks dumbfounded.
Damon snickers. "Spring break is next week. I wanted to take Elena to New York to look at condos. I asked if she wanted to invite you guys and my mom to go shopping for a wedding dress."
My mom screeches; placing her hand over her mouth. I giggle and wiggle my finger at her. She glares at me.
"Is that a yes?" he asks uncovering his ears.
Mom clears her throat; smoothing out her top. "Yes. That would be fine."
I smirk at her and she shakes her head placing her hand on the door nob. "I will let Emma know."
I full belly laugh when she shuts the door behind her.
"I already talked to my mom about it. So let me know what days will work and I'll book the plane tickets and hotel." Damon says pulling me into him.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" I ask peering up from under my lashes.
He chortles; pulling me to lay on the bed. "Not today." He whispers gripping his shirt in his right hand; yanking it over his head.
He lays down and pulls me to lay on his chest. "Well I do. I love you soooooo much!" I whisper shout.
He hums and rubs down my arm. "Can we talk about something else now?" he asks kissing my hair.
I look up from him; my chin on his chest. I kiss over his heart. "What's up?"
He tucks my hair behind my ear. "Money. I want to have that talk with you now."
I nod and look towards the wall. He groans and hooks a finger under my jaw. "I know you don't want to feel like all the responsibilities are on me. But I want to take care of you Lena. Let me take care of you."
I huff but stay quiet.
He kisses my nose and gently pushes on my head for me to lay down. "My Grammy passed when I was 16. I always knew about the trust that I gained access to when I was 18." He rubs my hair. "My trust was 4 million."
I push to sit and gasp. He looks away from me; biting his lip.
Holy shit. He is a millionaire.
"Can you lay back down please?" he asks pulling me down. I kiss his chest again. "Okay. Now please just stay put. I need to talk to you about this."
I nod; tracing shapes on his chest.
"These are my dad's parents. As you know, I have nothing to do with him. He walked out when I was 3." he whispers.
I hum acknowledgement.
"My Grammy and Poppy owned a publishing company in New York. When Poppy got sick, they decided to sell. They sold it for 400 million." Damon says quietly.
He lifts my tank and traces circles on my back. I wiggle further into him. "Now I'm going to tell you something, but promise you won't move?"
"I promise." I whisper to him.
He hums and presses his lips to my forehead. "When Grammy passed, mom and I went to the reading of her will. She put it in that when I turned 21, my inheritance of $150 million will be made available to me in my trust."
My jaw drops. Holy. Macaroni. Wow. He grips me tighter like he's afraid I will run away.
"I'm still me Lena. That'll never change. I don't want you to see me any differently because of that." he pleads.
I push forward some; kissing him on his jaw. I place my hand on his cheek and he leans into it. I lean in; our lips move against each other when I talk. "I will never see you any differently. You are still my guy."
He lets out a breath. "But now you know. We never have to worry about anything."
I pout; "I'm still going to do a monthly budget."
He snorts a laugh and kisses me. "Of course, you are."
Damon
My girl still plans on budgeting. I had to fucking snort at that. I tell her that she is marrying a millionaire and she insists on budgeting.
I close my eyes as she kisses my jaw. She places butterfly kisses down my neck; stopping to nip and suck on my collar bone. She trails her lips down and swipes her tongue around my nipple. I jolt at the sensation and she giggles. She sucks on it and moves over to do the same to the other. Her hand trails down my abs; slipping it inside my gym shorts and briefs.
She continues licking and kissing her way down my stomach and hooks her hands in my shorts and briefs. "What are you doing?" I grit out when my dick springs free; wrapping her little hand around it.
"Loving you" she says kissing the tip of my stiff member.
I groan when she swirls her tongue around the tip. I grip her hair and stare down at her. Lena swipes her tongue from base to tip.
"Fuck!" I whisper shout as i jolt.
She sucks on the tip and moves down. My cock reaches the back of her throat. She hums and it jerks in her mouth.
"Yes," I say through a clenched jaw.
She lifts up and sucks me into her mouth again. Cheeks hallowing as she swallows. My eyes roll back as she jerks the rest that she can't fit in her mouth. I look at her again. She is looking at me from under her lashes. Her lips wrapped around my cock. It's too much. I push her head down a little; helping her bob.
She lets me go with a wet plop. Hand firmly gripping me, she strokes me as she moves down. Sucking my balls into her mouth; tongue massaging me.
"Oh shit" I moan.
She sucks my cock into her mouth again; massaging my balls with one hand and stroking me with the other. She hums and I feel my balls tighten.
"Oh fuck. I'm going to come." I pull her up some, but she sucks me harder. "Oh shit. Fuck. God. Yes Lena." I grit out as I cum. She keeps swallowing me down.
She let's go of me with a plop; wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. "Yum."
I guffaw at her and pull her up to kiss her. Our tongues stroking against each other. I taste myself on her. My dick twitches against her thigh and she giggles.
"God. I am so fucking lucky." I say rolling my eyes back dramatically.
"Me too" she whispers into my ear; biting it.
I yank my shorts up and pull her into my arms; humming softly. She yawns against my chest as I rub her back slowly. I slip my left hand into her shorts and rub her ass cheek. I continue humming until her breathing evens out.
God. I love this girl so much. I would do anything to see a smile on her face.
I wake up an hour later. Spooning Lena; I smirk when I hear her snoring softly. I place a gentle kiss on her neck and climb out of her bed. I slip my shirt on and quietly leave the room.
I walk into the living room; Miranda is flipping through channels. "Can you let her know I have some errands to run?" I ask her.
"She finally out?" Miranda asks looking over at me.
"Yeah she is snoring too" I say with a wink.
She laughs; "she was up early for a run. She hasn't been sleeping well either. It's been a week since we've heard from Grayson."
I furrow my brows. A week?
She shakes her head. "They're just busy preparing to come home. It might be sooner than we think."
"Ohhhh" I say. "That'd be nice."
She nods her head. I thumb to the door. "I'm going to go. I'll see you guys later."
"See you later Damon." she says waving to me.
I get to Resolve Fashions and see my mom waiting by the door. "Sorry. Traffic." I say leaning down to kiss her cheek.
"Ah. Yeah, coming from base?"
I smile at her and walk into the store. "Yeah…they're busy today."
We walk over to the tuxedos and I look through them. "Prom and wedding, right?" mom asks when I hand her two.
"Yeah. For prom I want to do black on black. Then match my tie to her dress."
"What color dress is she wearing?" mom asks as I keep looking through the tuxes.
"Light purple." I tell her lifting 2 tuxedos. She brings over a tie and I nod. "Which one?" I ask holding up the tuxes.
She hums; looking back and forth between the two for a minute. "For prom?"
I shake my head. "I already have my tux for prom. This is for the wedding."
"Dark blue." she says pointing to it.
I nod and go to try it on. The fit is perfect. Dark blue jacket, matching vest and slacks. White dress shirt under it with a dark blue tie. I step out of the dressing room.
"Wow" my mom whispers.
I rub the back of my neck; smiling sheepishly. "Yeah?"
"Yeah definitely." she says nodding enthusiastically.
"Okay. Great. Now I we're just waiting on Tyler and Matt to get here and try on their suits." I tell her putting my hands in my pockets.
Just as I say that, the guys walk up to us. "Looking good man." Matt says whistling.
"Thanks. I want you guys to grab a matching one to me. But no jacket." I say pointing to the rack.
We walk over and I help them find their sizes. They head to change, and mom hugs me. I chuckle and pat her back. The guys step out and I look them over.
"Roll up your sleeves. I don't like the long-sleeved look on you guys." I direct them.
Tyler makes a pfft sound. "Whatever. I look good in anything."
I snort and check them over again. I raise my brow at mom and she nods. "Yeah. That's much better. All right we're done." I say to the guys.
I pay for the tuxes and we leave the store. Mom grabs my elbow when her phone rings. I stop and wait for her.
She hangs up and smiles at me. "Miranda already has Sunday off, so she requested Monday and Tuesday. They hospital approved her."
"Awesome. So, should I book 4 tickets for Saturday?" I ask as we walk towards my car.
"Yeah. We can go dress shopping Sunday and Monday I will take Miranda and Emma sight-seeing." she says raising a brow. "That is unless you want us to come house hunting?" she asks ruefully.
I laugh. "I don't mind. Ya'll can come with us."
We head home and I sit on the couch to text Elena.
Me: Tickets are booked for Saturday at noon.
Elena: Yay!
Me: Excited?
Elena: A little.
Elena: Okay. A lot.
Me: I am too.
Me: I love you baby
Elena: I love you too ?ￂﾠ