A new face after the race

Chapter 67

The groom side of the wedding party also left him alone to get his bearings. Lucky stood in the mirror and fought with the tight tuxedo he had on, squeezing it around the neck slightly.

Who wore these kinds of things? Lucky wondered. He had never been for formal wear, he could do the shirt with the collar and slacks, but this was just a bit overdone.

A knock sounded on the door, frowning slightly as he still clutched and pulled on his outfit, but eventually gave up. He'd just have to live through it, it was only one day and he could put this away for the long haul, at least until another formal occasion he didn't see coming anytime soon.

For Emily, he thought as he called through the door. "Who is it?" He asked.

Before any adults could answer he heard the giggling of two little girls, the flower girls and future sister in laws. He groaned before opening the door, the last thing he needed to deal with is two hyperactive girls, that wasn't his job or position in this ceremony at all.

When he opened up he saw colors, a red, a green, a blue and a purple, who knew the exact names, wasn't his area of interest. "Well, I see the parade is here." Lucky commented as they stepped in.

"Ha ha, very funny Spencer." Elizabeth sneered, entering the room.

"Lucky!" Two identical little girl screams was heard and they latched themselves on Lucky's legs.

Lucky faltered slightly. "Hey, you brats, get off of me." He told them, but they didn't. "You do know if you don't let go, there will be no wedding, right?" He asked them and that worked as they unattached themselves almost immediately.

Then Lucky moved away, sub consciously playing with the collar again, Liz noticed. "Lucky, you shouldn't do that, its going to mess up your image as the groom." Liz insisted and fixed it all up again, much to Lucky's dismay.

Lucky pulled away, frustrated slightly. If it wasn't bad enough he was going to have to use his full name, but not to mention two little girls that he loved dearly but was truly driving him nuts were going to be part of it, then add the tuxedo in. It wasn't a pretty sight, so he changed the subject.

"How's the bride look?" He asked Elizabeth.

Elizabeth smiled. "Beautiful, your jaw is going to drop the minute you see her walking down that aisle." She reassured him.

Lucky smiled as the picture of his bride came into mind. "Yeah, I'm sure I will. How's her mental assessment, I know this is a huge step for her, with all that's happened." He explained his question as to not worry them or himself for that matter

Elizabeth's smiled faltered some. "Emily did seem a little worried and off, but I'm sure its only pre marital jitters even the strongest people have them." She answered.

"Yeah, I'm sure everything is fine, she's just nervous." Lucky reassured himself more than the actual bridal party.

Elizabeth took a look at her watch and winced. "Oh, look at that time. The wedding is almost near, time for us to get the bride and our positions. See you at the front." Elizabeth said goodbye as she pushed the girls out of the room. Skye had left the room earlier, again checking up on her babies.

"Yeah, see you then." Lucky muttered and sat down on the love seat and closed her eyes, waiting for patience and tolerance to come. He was going to need it for the day to come.

Still, he was right at time to wait at the altar to get settled and analyze all the guests. It wasn't a lot compared to some, but it was well enough for him, they almost made him feel claustrophobic.

But then the procession sounded and started. Two brunettes in lavender and green dresses walked side by side, throwing flower petals on the aisle as they went. Soon they got to the front and went to sit by their parents, now observing.

Then came the maid of honor with a small bouquet and then followed the matron of honor, then finally the moment of truth came, the bride's appearance. Everyone turned in their seats to see this, as the bride was supposed to out do them all.

She didn't disappoint. Lucky's jaw truly fell as he saw Emily in the white dress and diamonds, the red and white bouquet in her grip, her stiff smile and absolutely stunning aurora of splendor and innocence.

He barely noticed Jason at Emily's side; all eyes were on the bride, especially the groom's. They made it to Lucky's side and Jason handed her off to Lucky and if a glance from far away was jaw dropping, a close up just made you breathless.

Emily's smile was real now, as the beginning was a little rough but Lucky just returned the smile and took her hand, leading her to the priest who stood waiting under the gazebo.

The priest started, bible open. "Ladies and gentlemen we are gathered here today to witness the union of Lucas Lorenzo Spencer Junior and Emily Bowen in holy matrimony."

The priest then continued with the objections. "If there's any reason why these two people should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest announced and both their hearts stopped within these moments, hoping no one objected, not that there should be someone, but it was always a possibility in the back of their minds after everything that happened between them.