Chapter 3
Wedding Bells
I still don't own anything.
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Evelyn stood in a small room in the back of the Cairo chapel, waiting for Jonathon to come and get her. She paced nervously back and forth. Annalina, her friend from the museum and Maid of Honor, watched with amusement.
"You're going to wear a hole in the carpet if you continue that, Evelyn."
Evelyn glared at her.
Annalina came closer, placing a hand on each of Evelyn's arms. "Everything will be fine. That man would walk through fire for you. He's not going to let you slip through his fingers now."
Evelyn thought of the way Rick had looked when he offered himself to Griffin. She chuckled softly. "No, I suppose not."
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In a room adjacent to Evelyn's, Rick was also pacing. Jonathon, his Best Man, laughed loudly as he entered the room. "Rick, old chap, you can relax now. Remember, we beat the Mummy."
Rick glared at him, wishing he had a gun.
"Calm down, O'Connell. The old mum took your ring, didn't she?"
Rick thought of the way she had looked at him the night he proposed. Then he smiled.
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Evelyn had finally quit pacing when Jonathon came to give her away. He knocked softly on the door, and Annalina answered it, smiling. When she saw Jonathon, she let him in.
He looked at Evelyn, and smiled. "You look beautiful, baby sister."
"Thank you," she blushed.
He took her arm and led her to he entrance of the chapel.
"It's time," said Annalina.
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The door to the chapel opened, and Rick, standing at the altar, watched Tanima, the curator's widow, and Ardeth, whom they had called to the wedding, enter. Then Annalina came in alone. Rick stiffened. He knew who would enter next.
When he saw her, all he could do was smile.
Her white dress, all lace and silk and satin, shimmered, and her whole body seemed to glow. Her eyes never left his, and she wore a smile top match his own.
Rick, for a moment, thought that he must be dead. This must be heaven.
She must have been an angel.
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When Evelyn entered the chapel, she immediately noticed Rick. He stared at her. The shift of his shoulders screamed, "WOW!" A smile overtook her at once.
His black tuxedo made him look like the Prince. As usual, his hair fell lightly out of place. She still didn't understand why this made her tremble. His eyes sparkled, and he smiled at her disarmingly.
Suddenly, she was more relaxed then ever in her life.
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When Rick took her hand, he had to use all of his self-control not to kiss her until he was dizzy. He focused on thinking of tonight and staring into her eyes. He only barely heard the preacher ask him, "Until death do you part?"
"I do." They both smiled.
He repeated the vows to Evelyn.
"I do." They smiled again.
Then Rick heard what he'd been waiting for.
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When Rick took her hand, she had to start mentally cataloging the museum library in her head so she wouldn't push him to the floor and start kissing him until she couldn't think.
Then she heard the preacher ask the question to Rick. ". . .Death do you part?"
She held her breath. "I do." She smiled at him. He smiled back.
Then it was her turn. "I do."
Then she waited until she heard, "You may kiss the Bride."
And then he did.
And it was perfect.
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The few occupants so the small chapel went wild, but Rick and Evelyn barely heard them.
When they remembered where they were, they pulled apart and grinned at each other.
The preacher finished, and Rick escorted her down the aisle. He kissed her again when they exited the church.
They both knew they had to go to the reception, but they also knew that the only thing they would think about would take place a little while after.
They managed to sneak away early.
And they didn't leave the room the next day.
Wedding Bells
I still don't own anything.
++++
Evelyn stood in a small room in the back of the Cairo chapel, waiting for Jonathon to come and get her. She paced nervously back and forth. Annalina, her friend from the museum and Maid of Honor, watched with amusement.
"You're going to wear a hole in the carpet if you continue that, Evelyn."
Evelyn glared at her.
Annalina came closer, placing a hand on each of Evelyn's arms. "Everything will be fine. That man would walk through fire for you. He's not going to let you slip through his fingers now."
Evelyn thought of the way Rick had looked when he offered himself to Griffin. She chuckled softly. "No, I suppose not."
++++
In a room adjacent to Evelyn's, Rick was also pacing. Jonathon, his Best Man, laughed loudly as he entered the room. "Rick, old chap, you can relax now. Remember, we beat the Mummy."
Rick glared at him, wishing he had a gun.
"Calm down, O'Connell. The old mum took your ring, didn't she?"
Rick thought of the way she had looked at him the night he proposed. Then he smiled.
++++
Evelyn had finally quit pacing when Jonathon came to give her away. He knocked softly on the door, and Annalina answered it, smiling. When she saw Jonathon, she let him in.
He looked at Evelyn, and smiled. "You look beautiful, baby sister."
"Thank you," she blushed.
He took her arm and led her to he entrance of the chapel.
"It's time," said Annalina.
++++
The door to the chapel opened, and Rick, standing at the altar, watched Tanima, the curator's widow, and Ardeth, whom they had called to the wedding, enter. Then Annalina came in alone. Rick stiffened. He knew who would enter next.
When he saw her, all he could do was smile.
Her white dress, all lace and silk and satin, shimmered, and her whole body seemed to glow. Her eyes never left his, and she wore a smile top match his own.
Rick, for a moment, thought that he must be dead. This must be heaven.
She must have been an angel.
++++
When Evelyn entered the chapel, she immediately noticed Rick. He stared at her. The shift of his shoulders screamed, "WOW!" A smile overtook her at once.
His black tuxedo made him look like the Prince. As usual, his hair fell lightly out of place. She still didn't understand why this made her tremble. His eyes sparkled, and he smiled at her disarmingly.
Suddenly, she was more relaxed then ever in her life.
++++
When Rick took her hand, he had to use all of his self-control not to kiss her until he was dizzy. He focused on thinking of tonight and staring into her eyes. He only barely heard the preacher ask him, "Until death do you part?"
"I do." They both smiled.
He repeated the vows to Evelyn.
"I do." They smiled again.
Then Rick heard what he'd been waiting for.
++++
When Rick took her hand, she had to start mentally cataloging the museum library in her head so she wouldn't push him to the floor and start kissing him until she couldn't think.
Then she heard the preacher ask the question to Rick. ". . .Death do you part?"
She held her breath. "I do." She smiled at him. He smiled back.
Then it was her turn. "I do."
Then she waited until she heard, "You may kiss the Bride."
And then he did.
And it was perfect.
++++
The few occupants so the small chapel went wild, but Rick and Evelyn barely heard them.
When they remembered where they were, they pulled apart and grinned at each other.
The preacher finished, and Rick escorted her down the aisle. He kissed her again when they exited the church.
They both knew they had to go to the reception, but they also knew that the only thing they would think about would take place a little while after.
They managed to sneak away early.
And they didn't leave the room the next day.