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We stayed for five more days and let Jennie get to know her brother. Captain was a lot easier to tolerate once I realized he wasn't checking Jennie out in a sexual way. He was just curious about his sister. I understood that. But I was also glad to pack up and go home. It was only three weeks until Christmas and I wanted to spend that in Rosemary with Jennie. In our home. I also wanted to pin my last name on her and beat on my chest like a fucking crazy man.
Jennie had gone straight to bed when we got back to Rosemary. She smiled happily when we walked inside then looked at me and told me unless I just wanted to snuggle to leave her alone while she went to take a nap.
I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to just snuggle so I stayed downstairs and enjoyed being home. I got a soda from the fridge and headed out to sit on the deck and enjoy the gulf. I'd missed it. I hadn't even gotten comfortable when I heard the door behind me open.
V walked out and nodded at me before taking the seat beside me. We hadn't spoken since the day before Thanksgiving when I'd called him about Rosé. I had been busy and I was sure he was dodging me. Apparently, the Rosemary radar was working because we hadn't been back for thirty minutes and he was already at my house. I hadn't even realized V was in town. Normally he spent his winters skiing. Last I'd heard he was headed to Vail.
"How is she?" were the first words out of his mouth.
He wasn't asking about Jennie. I knew from the sad tone in his voice that this was about Rosé. "Fucked the hell up. You know that."
V let out a sigh and crossed his legs at the ankles. "Yeah, I know. But I called her last night because I was drunk and weak and being stupid as shit. Your mother answered. She said Rosé was getting help."
"She tried to overdose. I found her and got her to the hospital in time. She was okay physically but mentally she has snapped. Kiro is a shit for a dad and Tzuyu knows that but Rosé will never accept it the way Tzuyu has."
"Who's Tzuyu?" V asked and I realized that there were parts of my life that even V didn't know. I had kept my life in Rosemary separate from my life with my dad.
"Kiro's other daughter. The one he did take care of. Well, he at least left her with a grandmother who loved her far away from his fucked up world. Tzuyu was his shiny toy he went and got every once in awhile and then sent back to her grandmother when being a Dad got in his way. It worked for him because Tzuyu is quiet, polite, and stays out of the way. Rosé is none of those things. So, he has no use for her."
V let out a deep sigh. "Damn."
Damn wasn't even scratching the surface.
We sat in silence for awhile and stared out at the water. I wasn't sure how deep he was in with Rosé but I hoped he could walk away. She wasn't stable. She never would be. Not enough to make V happy.
"You gonna get married anytime soon?" V finally asked.
Smiling, I thought about Jennie curled up in my bed upstairs... our bed. "Yeah. When she wakes up from her nap I'm letting her know that she has a week to plan it. I can't wait any longer. I've waited long enough."
V chuckled. "I'm the best man, right?"
"Of course. I'm afraid you'll be stuck with Jisoo as a partner though so get ready for Bobby to be breathing down your neck like a crazy motherfucker. I have no doubt that Jisoo will be her maid of honor. The other option will be Jimin and I doubt you want him groping your ass."
"I can deal with Jisoo and Bobby," V replied in an amused tone. "But is Jimin really going to be a bridesmaid?"
I grinned and nodded. "Yep. She asked him when we first started planning this wedding."
I had left plane tickets with both Abe and Captain before we left. Jennie wanted her father here and after watching her and Captain get to know each other I knew she'd want her brother too. They had both agreed to come up for it in a week. Jennie didn't know about it yet though. I hadn't been in the mood to argue with her in case she had a reason to put it off.
"Rosé coming to the wedding?" V asked.
I'd never imagined I'd get married without my mom and sister being in attendance. However, I wanted nothing to spoil our wedding memories for Jennie and I knew that they would somehow manage to do just that. I wouldn't allow it.
"No. I can't have her here. She still hates Jennie," I replied.
V nodded and his shoulders relaxed. He hadn't wanted to see her. That much was obvious. I couldn't blame him.
"You know dumbass Mino is gonna marry that chick from New York his parents want him to. He isn't engaged yet but he will be soon. He admitted to me over tequila the other night that if he wanted the club then he had to marry her. His dad's forcing his hand. He's gonna be miserable with that uptight woman."
I hated that for Mino. I knew what it felt like to anticipate your wedding and the rest of your life with the woman you loved. Everyone should know that feeling. Going into it with regret and bitterness wasn't the way to get married.
"His choice, I guess. He could always say no."
"And run off like Tripp? That ain't a great plan either," V replied.
Tripp had been a few years older than us. He was Bobby's cousin and we'd all looked up to him. Then his parents pressured him to lead the life they wanted and he bolted. Left his millions behind and fucking ran. He became immortalized in our eyes as teenagers because he had the balls to say fuck off and leave. Now we were older we understood more about the sacrifice he'd made. I just hoped he was happy.
"Better choice than marrying a spoiled bitch," I said.
"True," he paused and reached for my soda to take a drink. The dickhead knew I wouldn't drink after him now. "How's your dad?"
"Same. Drinks and smokes too much. Has sex with random women my age. You know the drill."
V smiled. "Yeah. But what a life."
It wasn't a life at all but I knew V wouldn't agree with me so I let it go. He hadn't found someone like Jennie so he didn't have a clue just how shallow my dad's life really was. He had to be lonely.
"Everyone knows y'all are back in town. You up for company tonight?"
No. I wanted Jennie all to myself. We'd been sharing a boat with her dad for five days too long. "Not tonight. Jennie needs her rest."
"Or you just need Jennie. Be honest, bro."
"Yeah, I need Jennie," I replied with a smile.
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Lisa had set the date for our wedding. She'd given me one week. I didn't even try to argue. The determination in her eyes had told me there was no point. I was more than ready to marry that woman but I got the feeling she was worried that I would back out. Especially after what happened at her dad's with Rosé.
We would be getting married twelve days before Christmas. The plan was to spend Christmas and New Year's at home together then leave New Year's day to go on an extended honeymoon. She had been torn between wanting to take me all over the world and not wanting to make me travel too much. She was worried about keeping me rested. Which was also making wedding preparations difficult. In the end, I had convinced her that staying in her penthouse in Manhattan was what I wanted to do. I had never been to New York so it would be an adventure for me. We would also have the comfort of her home there and my obstetrician was going to set me up with one there to check on me while I was away.
Luckily, Lisa had the money to make this wedding happen fast and still be beautiful. I'd wanted things simple and I'd wanted to get married here at our house. Surprisingly, simple took a lot of preparation too. I wouldn't have been able to pull any of it off without Jisoo's help. Jimin had been a lot of help too but he and Jisoo had almost killed each other more than once. They were fighting for who was in control.
Lisa had hired Henrietta to come stay with us for the entire week before the wedding. Seeing Henrietta go into the pantry each night to go to her room under the stairs always made me smile. I had fond memories of that room.
When the doorbell rang after breakfast I had jumped up and hurried to get it. I was expecting my dad and Captain today. Tonight was the wedding rehearsal and I needed Dad here to practice walking me down the aisle. Jerking the door open I was surprised to find Dean and Tzuyu instead. I hadn't expected them until tomorrow.
"Surprise, we're here a day early. I didn't want to miss any festivities," Dean said with a smirk and walked inside the house carrying his bag and letting Tzuyu carry hers as she walked in quietly behind him. "Where's my other girl?" Dean asked looking around.
"Lisa left this morning to pick up tuxes with V," I explained. "They'll be back soon. Come on up and I'll show you to your room, Tzuyu. Dean, I assume you know where yours is."
"Yeah, I'll go up to mine in a few. I need a drink and some sunshine."
I smiled over at Tzuyu. "I picked out my favorite room for you. It has the best view. Used to be my room," I told her.
"Thank you. I hate to take up one of the best rooms though. I'll gladly take the smallest one. I know you have family coming in too," she said and paused on the top step.
"My dad and my... um... my brother live on old fishing boats. Trust me when I tell you that the smallest room we have here will be all they desire. I want you to enjoy this room. It's farther away from everyone too. So you'll have more privacy."
Tzuyu smiled shyly and nodded. I led her back to the room I'd stayed in very briefly before I'd moved up stairs.
"Was the flight good?" I asked when I really wanted to ask how things were at home.
"It was nice. I watched Pride and Prejudice again. Made the trip go by quicker."
"I love that movie," I admitted. "So, how are things at home? With Rosé gone?" Lisa hadn't brought up Rosé once since we'd been home. I knew Rosé wasn't invited to the wedding and it made me feel so guilty. But the fear that she would make a scene and ruin our wedding was real.
"Quiet again. Dad does his thing. I do mine. Dean does his. They'll be going on tour in a couple of months and it will be really quiet."
I felt sad for her. She didn't have anyone really. Living in that big house with a father like Kiro had to be lonely. Then with him gone just her being there. That was no life at all. Money couldn't buy you everything. Tzuyu was proof of that.
"Why don't you have Kiro buy you a house here? It's beautiful here and there are people our age everywhere. Cute guys," I flashed her a teasing smile. As perfect as Tzuyu looked appearance-wise I couldn't imagine her with a guy. She was so shy. How would she ever open up to one and get to know him?
"I can't ask Dad that. I'm at UCLA on a full ride scholarship. He would have to pay for my tuition if I went somewhere else. And I do get out and go to my classes," she trailed off. I knew from being there that although she went to her classes she had no friends.
"I think he can afford it," I assured her.
She shrugged but didn't reply. I wasn't going to badger her now. Maybe later. "I need to go get dressed. I have a salon appointment for a manicure and pedicure in an hour. You wanna come?"
She shook her head. "No, thank you. I think I'll just take a nap. We left so early and I didn't sleep any on the plane."
Nodding, I took that as my cue to leave her alone.
It was late in the afternoon when my dad and Captain arrived. I was just finishing up getting ready for the rehearsal and the party that followed. We were having a wedding party in the ballroom at the Club. I hadn't wanted a bachelorette party and Lisa hadn't wanted me to have one either. She'd been worried about where Jisoo might take me. This was our alternative. We decided to party together with all of our friends. Mino had gladly supplied the ballroom for us and had his kitchen staff catering it.
The rehearsal was in thirty minutes and people would start arriving soon. Lisa walked down the stairs in a pair of tan slacks and a white linen shirt and my heart missed more than one beat. She was beautiful. Her hair was styled in a messy look. The white shirt made her silver eyes look brighter.
"You're gorgeous," I breathed as she came to a stop at the bottom of the steps.
"Hey, that's my line," she teased pulling me to her and pressing a kiss to my lips. "You're breathtaking," she replied.
"Mmmm, so are you," I murmured against her lips.
V (yes, you read that correctly)
My sister was actually getting married. I knew it would happen the first time I saw her go ape-shit crazy over Jennie but damn, actually seeing them rehearse it had been real. Too damn real. I felt like I was losing her a little. It wasn't that I wasn't happy for her because I was. It was just that she'd been my partner in crime for as long as I could remember. Now she would be Jennie's.
I took a glass of champagne from the tray as a server walked by me. I might as well take the bubbly shit until I could get something real at the bar in a few minutes. Scanning the crowd I thought about Rosé and how fucked up I'd let shit get. I needed something to help me forget her. Not that I wasn't over her because I was. She'd made sure of it. Crazy bitch.
A pair of the sexiest eyes I'd ever seen locked with mine and I froze and studied her. I hadn't seen her before. Ever. I'd never forget those fucking eyes. It wasn't the color that drew me in because from here I couldn't tell what the color was. It was the slant to them and the heavy eyelashes that fanned over them. Women paid good money for false eyelashes that could never look that good. I trailed my eyes down her face until I landed on one big ass mouth. SHIT. My cock stirred to life. It was wide and her lips were so damn full. A girl with a mouth like that was every man's fantasy.
I was almost afraid to let my gaze travel any further. If it kept getting better I was going to fucking unload in my damn pants. I didn't have time to think about it though because she turned and like a wisp of air she was gone. Long brown hair swayed as she moved, brushing just above of her waist. Holy mother of Jesus her hair was all the way to her perfect little ass. I took off after her. I didn't know who the hell she was but she wasn't getting away from me. I needed to have a taste of that mouth and see her eyes light up with pleasure as I pulled that long hair back and pounded into her.
Talk about a fucking distraction. She was the only damn distraction any man needed for anything. Hell, she could make me forget my own damn name. She slipped out of the ballroom and into the hall. She walked quickly but so quietly that no one around her seemed to notice. How did people not notice her? Was I hallucinating? What man with a cock didn't lock eyes on her and not drink her every move in?
I stepped into the hall seconds after her and glanced around. At first I thought I'd lost her but then I noticed movement to the right and the long brown hair was peeking around the corner. She didn't see me but I sure as hell saw that hair. I walked as quietly as I could in her direction.
"Calm down. It was just a guy. A really, really hot one but just a guy," I heard her voice saying softly as I got closer to her. What the fuck?
"Deep breaths. You're a big girl. You can handle a guy looking at you," she said in the same whisper.
I stopped before I got close enough for her to see me. She was talking to herself. I'd made her nervous. How? When a female looked like that she had to be used to guys eye fucking her from across the room. She started chanting that I was just a guy again and I couldn't keep the grin off my face. That was just all kinds of adorable.
"He could be an alien from Krypton. Then you'd need to be worried. Maybe we should go check him out and make sure," I said casually. Her entire body tensed and she didn't move a muscle. Nor did she turn around and look at me. She kept her back pressed against the wall she'd been hiding behind. The only thing that moved was her hand. It looked like she'd used it to cover her mouth. She just kept getting cuter.
"Probably safe. Lisa and Jennie don't much care for the alien sort. They're prejudiced that way," I continued, hoping my ridiculous conversation would make her smile and relax. Because I wanted her relaxed. At least enough so that I could get a taste.
She still didn't move. Her hand remained firmly over her mouth and she was frozen in place. I stepped around the corner and into the small cubbyhole she'd found between two pillars in the wall. Even with my back pressed against the other wall our bodies were almost touching. Her eyes went wide with surprise as I slipped into her hiding spot with her.
"I'm guessing you can't talk much with your hand over your mouth like that. How exactly do you plan on talking to me?" I asked and smiled encouragingly. I didn't want her to think I was dangerous.
She slowly moved her hand away and let it fall to her side but she remained plastered against the other wall as if to get as far away from me as possible.
"That's better. I like looking at that mouth of yours. You were hindering the view," I said then winked. She flattened herself further against the wall. This had to be the oddest experience I'd ever had with a female. Most of them threw themselves at me and it was easy. I liked it. Less work. But damned if I wasn't enjoying this one and her skittish behavior. It was refreshing and unique.
"I'm V. Lisa's brother," I explained, hoping that would calm her a little. It worked. She frowned and a wrinkle between her eyebrows appeared, making her perfect face more human. More accessible. I liked it. A lot. Maybe I could make her frown more.
"Lisa doesn't have a brother," she replied matter of factly.
So she knew Lisa. Interesting. I'd never seen her or I sure as hell would have remembered. I'd assumed she was with a guest or knew Jennie somehow. There were a few people here I didn't know. "Well, that's where you're wrong, beautiful. Lisa and I became stepsibling when we were kids. Just because our parents didn't make it doesn't mean we didn't."
Her eyes flickered with recognition. She knew who I was. Time for fair play. I wanted to know who she was.
"Want to tell me who you are? Since you've obviously figured out who I am."
Her eyes dropped from my gaze to study the floor. "I think I need to go back inside," she whispered. Her already soft voice was even softer when she whispered. I wondered if she was so quiet and mannerly when she was coming. At the moment that was all I could think about. All I wanted to know.
"You can't leave me now. If you go back in there I'm going to stalk you all night," I warned, hoping it didn't make me sound like a psycho.
That mouth of hers made an "O" shape and my imagination went wild. I wasn't one to be attracted to the uptight female but this prim and proper attitude coming from a walking sexual fantasy was working for me.
"Why?" she asked. The musical sound of her voice reminded me of the tinkling bells often overlooked in songs because of their simple beauty.
"You want the truth?" I asked, leaning closer to her and invading the personal space she was trying so hard to protect.
"Please," she replied, so softly I almost didn't hear her.
"Because all I can think about is the way those eyes of yours would look flashing with need and the way your fucking amazing mouth would look as you cry out from pleasure. And this hair," I replied slipping my hands into it and tugging gently. "Fuck me baby, this hair should be illegal." I'd gotten too close and her breathing was short and quick. And damn it all to hell, she smelled amazing. Like strawberries and cream.
"Oh," she replied, looking up at me with eyes that I could now tell were a clear hazel. Just as unique as she was. There was also not one drop of mascara on her lashes. This was natural. Completely natural.
"Who are you?" I asked in awe at the vision of perfection pressed against me.
She blinked several times as if she couldn't understand my words. I was almost prepared to pick her up and drag her outside to my truck with or without a name. "Tzuyu," she replied.
Slowly realization ran down over me like a bucket of ice-cold water. FUCK ME! This was Rosé's sister.
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I was watching as Jennie danced with her dad when I saw V stalk into the ballroom like a man running from a demon. What the hell was wrong with him? I glanced back over at Jennie and she was smiling happily up at her dad. So I left our table to go check on V. He was normally an even keel kind of guy. This behavior wasn't normal.
I found him as he picked up the straight shot of whiskey that the bartender set down in front of him. He slung it back then handed the cup to the bartender and demanded another. Something had definitely crawled up his ass. "Why didn't you fucking tell me?" V growled without looking at me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, watching him down another drink and ask for more.
He turned his glare toward me. "Tzuyu. I met fucking Tzuyu. You could have mentioned that Rosé's sister is a walking goddess. Mentally prepared me not to mind fuck her every way imaginable and convince my dick it was going to get some of that action before it finds out that it's impossible." He took another swig and slammed the glass down on the bar. "That's better," he sighed.
"So you met Tzuyu?" I asked, still not following him. Why was he so pissed? I'd told him about Tzuyu.
"Yeah, I met Tzuyu. Jesus, Lisa, you need to warn a man first."
I was still completely confused. He had yet to make sense. "I'm gonna be honest. I don't know what the hell you're upset about."
V let out a hard laugh. "Fuck, you really are tied up tight by the balls," he muttered. "Since you can't seem to remove your Jennie-colored glasses and see other females anymore, let me clue you in. Tzuyu is fucking perfection. Damn Lisa, her mouth," he shivered and shook his head. "God, what she could do with that mouth. And her eyes. I swear I've never seen anything like them."
So he was going on and on about how Tzuyu looked? "Okay. And this has you pissed off why?" I asked, thinking that maybe I needed a drink for this conversation.
"Because I can't touch her and fuck me. I want to touch her so bad. In so many, many ways. I've never been that turned on, that damn fast in my life. And then to find out I can't ever touch that. Fucking sucks," he growled again.
Ah. So Tzuyu was the toy V couldn't play with. Great. I was glad she was going home in two days. I didn't need this drama. Tzuyu was not V material. She was too innocent for the likes of my brother. "Yeah, well that's a good thing because Tzuyu isn't your speed. You'd break her."
V scowled at me. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that she's quiet and shy. She doesn't date. She doesn't do anything but go to school. Nothing from Kiro's world has touched her. She's polite and never wants to ruffle feathers. Even with Rosé screaming at her and calling her names that aren't true she quietly takes it and walks away. She just isn't your type. You might have a thing for her mouth but dude she wouldn't know how to use it the way you want her to. Nor would she ever want to. She just isn't like that."
Jennie finished her dance with her dad and her eyes instantly went to my empty seat. She was looking for me. I had to go. I slapped V on the back. "Go find some pussy here tonight that isn't more virginal than a nun," I ordered and headed back to Jennie.
She spotted me and smiled while I made my way to her. The music changed and Bruno Mars' song "I Will Wait For You" started playing over the speakers. I pulled her to me and grinned. I loved this song. I understood every word of it because it was exactly how I felt. I'd never sung for Jennie before and I was tempted to sing along in her ear but I wanted to wait. Not yet. I'd sing to her... but not yet.
"Did you enjoy dancing with your dad?" I asked her, just so I could hear her voice.
"Yes. We talked about Momma. She'd have loved to be here. She'd have loved you. She always told me that Kai wasn't the one for me. He was too weak. That one day someone would fight for me and want me more than anything else. You would have made her very happy."
My chest felt tight. I'd never been told by a female that their mother would love me. To know that Jennie felt like her mother would approve of me meant more than she knew. I remembered her mom. Not clearly but I did remember her. I remembered her smile and her laugh. She used to make me feel happy as a little girl. The smell of her pancakes made me feel safe. Knowing my son was gonna have a mother like that brought tears to my eyes. He'd have what I didn't. Something I'd only had a taste of.
"What did I say?" Jennie asked pausing as she noticed the unshed tears in my eyes I couldn't seem to control. Dammit.
"I was just thinking that my son was going to have the mother that I never got a chance to have. Your mom was special enough that her memory stuck with me," I admitted.
Jennie's eyes filled up with tears and she grabbed my face and kissed me. Her soft lips opened and her tongue slid into my mouth hungrily. Right here in front of everyone. This wasn't like her but I would take it. I started to kiss her back just as passionately when she pulled back enough so that she could look at me. Her hands still held my face. "I love you, Lisa Manoban. You are going to be the best wife the world has ever known. One day our son's wife will be thankful that her husband will have had you for a role model. She'll be lucky because of you. Because you will have raised our son to be the man that you are. He'll love her completely because he'll know how." She choked on a sob and pressed her lips to mine again and I cradled her in my arms as I enjoyed having her so determined to reassure me that I was a good man. Nothing in life was as precious as this woman. It never would be. I'd found my happiness.
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Jisoo kissed me on the cheek then pulled something out from behind her back. A small silver package with Lisa's familiar scrawl on the note was being held out to me. "Lisa wanted to provide you with your something old," she explained.
I hadn't tried to get any of those things. I had forgotten about that tradition. Smiling, I took the package and opened it. Inside was a very expensive looking pearl ring. The silver band it was on was elegant and engraved. I held it up to see the engraving. It said, "My love" in it. That too was old. Not something Lisa had done.
A small note lay tucked beside it. I picked it up and opened it.
Jennie,
This was my grandmother's. My father's mother. She came to visit me before she passed away. I have fond memories of her visits and when she passed on she left this ring to me. In her will I was told to give it to the woman who completes me. She said it was given to her by my grandfather who passed away when my dad was just a baby but that she'd never loved another the way she'd loved him. He was her heart. You are mine.
This is your something old.
I love you,
Lisa
I sniffed and Jisoo did too. I glanced over at her and she was beside me reading the note. "Damn, who knew Lisa Manoban could be so romantic," she said and sniffed again.
I knew. She'd shown me that more than once. I slipped the ring on my right hand and it fit perfectly. I figured this was not a coincidence. Smiling, I looked over at Jisoo. "Thank you for everything," I told her.
She hugged me and nodded. "I should be thanking you. You're the best friend I've ever had." Before I could say more she ducked out of the room with a final wave.
I turned to look into the mirror to study myself. The pearl colored satin gathered over my breasts stayed up without straps thanks to my pregnant cup size. The waistline was high and right under my breasts and was covered in a million tiny pearls. Over the satin was a layer of chiffon that hung loosely in an A line until it hit a few inches above my knees. I'd chosen to go barefoot since I had to walk on the sand. My toenails had been painted a pale pink to match the rose petals scattered on the aisle.
A knock on the door startled me and I turned to see Tzuyu step into the room. She was holding a small box. "You look like a princess," she said, smiling.
"Thank you," I replied. I felt like one.
"I have something from Lisa. She wanted to be the one to supply your something new," she said and handed me the small gift. "I'd leave but I think you'll need my help."
I took the box and opened it quickly, excited to see what it was Lisa had sent up here to me this time. Nestled inside was a delicate gold chain with several diamonds cut in the exact shape of my ring but much smaller. I held the anklet up and the sun coming through the windows caught the diamonds and danced around the room.
"I'll put it on you," Tzuyu said and I laid the anklet in her hand then she fastened it around my ankle.
I'd told Lisa that I felt like I needed something on my feet but that I couldn't imagine walking across the sand in shoes. This was her answer to that. I smiled and thanked Tzuyu.
"You're welcome. It's beautiful on you," she said before leaving the room just as quietly as she had entered.
I looked down at my ankle in the mirror to admire it when another knock on the door came. A familiar face that I hadn't been expecting at all smiled at me and I rushed over to hug Granny Q. I hadn't invited Granny Q because I was worried that Lisa would be upset about Kai being here. I knew he'd be the one to drive his grandmother and I couldn't not invite Kai too. Tears stung my eyes as she squeezed me.
"I can't believe you're here. I can't believe you drove this far," I gushed.
She patted my back and chuckled. "Well, I didn't drive. That woman of yours sent me and Kai plane tickets. First class. I've never been so pampered in my life. Was an experience, I tell ya." If I didn't already love Lisa Manoban with every fiber of my being then I'd love her more for this. But she had all of me.
"Now don't you go to blubbering on me and mess up that makeup. You look like your momma. Just like her. Don't think your daddy could be happier than he is right now. I'm not supposed to come up here and make you cry. I'm here to give you something from Lisa. She wanted to be the one to give you your something borrowed."
The silly smile on my face couldn't be helped. Lisa was sending me another gift. Granny Q handed me a small box wrapped just like the one that Tzuyu had brought. I took it and unwrapped it quickly.
Nestled in a satin box was a small note. I picked it up and underneath it was an old swatch of pink satin. It had been well worn and it was obviously cut from something else. I opened the note.
Jennie,
I've waited until today to show this to you. It hasn't been easy to not say anything about it. But when I was reminded of who your mother was I was also reminded of this piece of satin. I had forgotten where it came from for a long time but I knew it was special so I kept it with me. All the time. Growing up, when I was scared or alone I would hold it in my hands and rub it across my face. It was a secret I wanted no one to know about. But it soothed me. When your father reminded me of the Mickey Mouse pancakes my memories of your mother all came back. With them I remembered the day I got this piece of satin.
Your mother always wore a pair of pink satin pajamas to bed at night. She would often rock me to sleep because I was difficult to get to calm down long enough to close my eyes. I loved it when she held me. My own mother never did. I would go to sleep at night rubbing my nose across her arm and the pink satin pajamas. The day she left I remember being scared. I didn't want to be left with Georgianna. Your mother hugged me tightly then tucked this piece of satin cut from her pajamas in my hand and told me to use it at night when I was going to bed.
I'd love to say this memory came back to me all on my own but it didn't. I just knew the fabric had to do with the woman who made me pancakes. So, I asked your dad. He told me the story and I realized that the recurring dream I had growing up about the woman in the pink satin pajamas was real. Not a dream.
It's mine and you can't have it (unless you really want it and then it's yours).
This is your something borrowed.
I love you,
Lisa
"I hope you're not wearing a lot of makeup 'cause if you are you just cried half of it off," Granny Q grumbled.
I smiled and took the tissue she was holding and wiped my face free of the tears. I wasn't wearing much makeup, to Jisoo's dismay. The mascara I had on was waterproof which was a good thing. I touched the satin to my cheek and thought of my sweet momma leaving this for Lisa. Then I folded it and tucked it into my strapless bra. I put the note away in the dresser. I wanted to keep that too. Forever.
"Well, I need to get on downstairs and get in my seat. I'll see you soon," Granny Q said and blew me a kiss before she headed out the door.
I walked over to the mirror to check my makeup when another swift knock came on the door. My dad stepped inside with a smile on his face. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. That's one lucky woman down there.
She just better remember it."
"Thank you, Daddy," I replied.
He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out another small gift box similar to the ones the others had brought in here. "I have something for you from Lisa. She wanted to be the one to give you your something blue."
I couldn't keep the silly grin off my face. I had already figured out that was why he was here. Dad handed it to me. "I'll stay. You're going to need my help with it."
I opened the box, excited about getting something else from Lisa. A delicate gold chain that matched the anklet she'd sent me was nestled in the satin. I pulled it out and hanging from it was a teardrop shaped topaz. Beside it was another note. I took it out quickly and unfolded it.
Jennie,
This teardrop represents many things. The tears I know you've shed over holding your mother's piece of satin. The tears you've shed over each loss you've experienced. But it also represents the tears we've both shed as we've felt the little life inside you begin to move. The tears I've shed over the fact I've been given someone like you to love. I never imagined anyone like you Jennie. But every time I think about forever with you I'm humbled that you chose me.
This is your something blue.
I love you,
Lisa
I wiped another tear away and laughed. She was right. We'd had both sad and happy tears. I wanted this memory of both on me as we said our vows today.
My dad took it from my hands and fastened it around my neck. I moved it so that it lay against my chest. I was complete. She'd made sure I had something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.
"It's time for us to go down now," Dad said to me before walking over to open the door. I followed him and then he led me down the stairs and out the front door. I was to walk under the house and come through an archway of pink roses and white twinkling lights.
Slipping my hand into the crook of my dad's arm, I let him lead me.
L
I had waited at the bottom of the steps as each person came down after taking her the gifts I sent up. When her father had gone up I'd known I couldn't wait around this time. I had to get outside. I wanted to be the one taking the gifts up to her but she'd been adamant that I couldn't see her before the wedding.
Standing under the pergola covered in ivy and white roses on the sand between my house and the gulf I waited with the minister on one side and V on the other side.
"You nervous?' V asked.
"That she's gonna decide not to walk down that aisle? Yes," I replied.
V laughed and shook his head. "That's not what I meant."
"One day you'll understand. And when you do I'm going to laugh my ass off."
"Not a chance in hell," he replied.
Jisoo appeared under the pink roses, which meant that Jennie was waiting behind her. I picked up the hidden wireless microphone that I'd had the sound guy strategically place for me and put it on my lapel. Then I reached behind the flowers and picked up my guitar. It had been years since anyone had seen me touch this thing. I could only imagine what was going through their heads. Only my dad knew what was going on because he'd helped me with the chords.
"What're you doing?" V whispered. The disbelief in his voice as he figured out the answer all on his own was obvious. I didn't need to tell him. As soon as Jisoo was in her place I stepped in front of the minister and looked directly down the aisle. When Jennie appeared the music would begin. I'd gone over everything with the sound team thoroughly.
When she stepped forward on her father's arm her eyes locked with mine and then went wide in surprise. She had been supposed to walk down the aisle to "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz. But I hadn't wanted that man singing to her. Not today. I wanted her walking to me while I sang the words written just for her when she walked down the aisle to gift me with my world.
"Well, uh, I haven't been one much for singing... well you know, in front of people... but I figured after all we've been through... this would be a good time to say what I've always wanted to say. Jennie, I love you girl... to the moon and back." I watched as she stood frozen looking at me. The entire place faded away and all I could see was Jennie.
When you first looked at me
I forgot to breathe
that moment marked my hardened heart
I vowed never to leave
And the touch of your skin
healed something deep within
that left me wanting more of you
the less I got the more it grew
Oh I couldn't help from falling, falling for you
So I'm standing here, oh girl you know
After all that we've been through we couldn't let it go
and as long as I'm alive, in your eyes I'll stare
holding you so close I'll solemnly swear
that I have fallen too far
that I have fallen too far, too far for you.
For you
When I finally found you
I finally found me
that day I won't soon forget
the reason for it all
I'll give you a new name
nothing in life will be the same
the story is now complete
our life and love is all we need
'Cause I couldn't help from falling
falling for you
So I'm standing here oh girl you know
After all we've been through we couldn't let it go
and as long as I'm alive, in your eyes I'll stare
holding you so close I'll solemnly swear
that I have fallen too far, that I have fallen too far
too far for you
My heart is beating
begging for you
this night will be
a dream come true
so fall, fall, fall into my arms
So I'm standing here oh girl you know
After all that we've been through we couldn't let it go
That I have fallen too far
That I have fallen too far
That I have fallen too far
too far for you, yeah
For you...
When I played the last line I quickly pulled the guitar strap over my head and handed it to V. Jennie didn't wait for any direction from the minister before she threw herself in my arms with a sob.
"That was beautiful," she said against my chest.
"Not as beautiful as you are," I replied, holding her against me.
She let out a small laugh. "I didn't know you could do that," she said, pulling back to look up at me.
"I'm full of all kinds of exciting surprises," I assured her and winked.
"Alright you two. Let me give the girl away first," Abe said, reaching for Jennie's arm and pulling her back to his side with an amused grin.
Abe kissed his daughter's cheek then looked at me. "I'd tell you how special she is but you already know that. Because you do is the only reason I can hand her over to you. I asked you to be the one I couldn't be, and you did as I asked. Not for me but for her. I couldn't be prouder of the woman she's become and the woman she's chosen to spend her life with." He took Jennie's hand and placed it in mine. Then he turned to take his seat.
I slipped her hand into the crook of my arm as we turned around to face the minister. She jumped beside me and looked down at her stomach with a smile. I slipped my arm around her waist and placed my hand on her stomach as our baby moved. This was mine.
Tzuyu (yes, you read that right too.)
I could feel him looking at me again. I wished he would stop. Since he'd stalked off cursing a blue streak and left me standing in my hiding place at the rehearsal party, all he did was stare at me. I hated being stared at. I was ready to go home but I knew Dean was enjoying himself. I was going to see if I could get an earlier flight out. I didn't want to stay until tomorrow.
I crossed my legs again and studied my hands. No one really spoke to me and I couldn't blame them. I was boring. I never knew what to say. I was afraid to say anything. I always had been. I'd learned it was better to keep quiet than to say something stupid.
It was easier to blend into the background when guys who looked like V Carter didn't stare at you constantly. I couldn't figure out why he was staring at me. That was the craziest thing. I knew why he was upset. When you're quiet people forget you're around and they talk about stuff in front of you that really isn't your business. I'd heard Rosé talking on the phone to V several times. Any guy who dated someone like Rosé had to be equally screwed up.
I just wished he wasn't so freaking hot. That was something I should have been prepared for. Rosé was gorgeous and even though she was a raging bitch she attracted all men. Any guy that she was in a relationship with had to be equally beautiful. And oh my, was he. Very. Even the long hair that he had tucked behind his ears was attractive. Those blue eyes of his had been piercing.
It had taken two words from him and I'd become a blubbering mess. Which wasn't hard to do. I did that often. The chair beside me scraped across the floor and I jerked my gaze up to see V sitting down entirely too close to me. Not good. So not good. What was his deal?
"I'm sorry about last night," he snapped at me. I tensed and managed to nod my head.
Okay, so he was sorry. Fine. Now he could leave and stop looking at me.
"Come on, Tzuyu, say something. Give me more than a nod," he said, sounding exasperated.
I wasn't sure why I should exasperate him. I hadn't done anything to him. I'd tried to stay away from him and ignore his constant staring. Even during the wedding he'd found me among the other guests and he hadn't looked away from me the entire time.
"Is it just me or do you not talk to anyone? I haven't seen you chatting it up with the other guests."
Even though I didn't like him and I sure didn't like his choice in females, I also didn't want him thinking I was an idiot. He'd go tell Rosé and she'd have something else to make fun of me about. "I'm not good in crowds," I explained.
He seemed to relax some when I spoke. "This bunch is overwhelming. Can't say I blame you."
I forced a smile. It wasn't a big one but it was the best I could do. I didn't do fake well. I never had.
"You don't like me, do you?" He was obviously very observant too.
I could lie to be polite. I'd been taught by my grandmother that if I couldn't say anything nice not to say anything at all. "I don't like Rosé," I replied honestly. That wasn't polite but it was true.
Instead of getting defensive, V burst out laughing. Not a quiet amused laugh but a fully belly laugh like I was a great comedian. I watched him and hated him all the more for being attractive when he laughed. It wasn't fair. I didn't want to think anything about him was attractive.
"I'm sorry," he said, wiping his eyes and grinning at me. "But that was not what I was expecting to come out of that sweet mouth of yours. Damn, that was funny."
I didn't think it was funny at all. Did he think I was joking?
"I don't think you're alone in that, beautiful. Most people would agree with you. Especially the attendants at this wedding."
I didn't respond. He obviously liked her.
"Since you aren't going to elaborate, I'm going to assume that you aren't talking to me because I dated Rosé and you don't like her."
I shrugged. Not exactly. It was more than that. Telling him was once again rude and I shouldn't be rude. But it was either be rude or let him think I was a mute. I didn't want him to make fun of me to Rosé. I got enough of it from her.
"Anyone who dates Rosé can't have any redeeming qualities. Or any qualities that I'd be interested in getting to know better. I don't like wasting my time with those I know I'll never speak with again." That had come out harsher than I meant for it to. Damn honesty.
V winced. I was acting like a bitch myself. I accused Rosé of being one and I was behaving just as badly. I couldn't do that. I didn't want to be that. "Look, that didn't come out right. I'm sorry. What I meant to say is that I don't like Rosé. At all. I can't see why anyone who isn't related to her would even put up with her. The fact you not only put up with her but dated her tells me that you and I would never be friends. I'm sorry. I don't want to sound like a bitch because I'm really a nice person. I just try to stay away from mean people. Rosé is the epitome of mean so that leads me to believe you are mean as well. Mean people stick together." I stopped because I was making this worse. Standing up, I gave him an apologetic smile that didn't have to be forced this time because I really did feel bad for spewing from the mouth just now. I tended to do that when I tried to talk too much. Before he could say anything else I bolted. I was going to go tell Lisa and Jennie goodbye and go to the airport and wait to get on an earlier flight. I would just stay the night at the airport if I had to. At least this way V Carter couldn't find me.
J
"I still can't get over you singing me a song and you played the guitar. Just wow, Lisa. Wow." I was still reeling from looking up at Lisa and seeing her waiting on me with a guitar in her arms. Then instead of Jason Mraz playing over the speakers Lisa had sung a song that she'd written for me. After the different gifts and letters sent to my room I'd thought she couldn't top herself. I had been wrong.
"I stopped singing when I was in college. I decided that I was tired of girls being interested in me because of Dean. If I sang it only made my connection to Slacker Demon worse. So I just quit. But for you... I wanted you walking down the aisle to me with my voice singing words written for you. Not a generic song that is played in a million other weddings." Lisa kissed the spot just below my ear. "There are no other weddings like this one and there never will be," she whispered in my ear.
I snuggled closer to her as we danced to Ed Sheeran's version of "Kiss Me" being performed by our live band. Dean had offered to get a "real band" but I hadn't wanted that. I didn't want our wedding to be more than a small intimate gathering. I didn't want to make it a concert for the attending band. Lisa had agreed with me and we'd found the best cover band that money could buy.
"I wish we didn't have a house full of people tonight," I said against her chest.
"Doesn't matter. We won't be there," Lisa replied.
I pulled back and looked up at her. "What do you mean?"
She smirked. "You really think I'm going to share a house with all those people on my wedding night? Hell no. We have the penthouse condo at the club waiting on us when we leave here."
I was glad she'd thought of that. I didn't want to think about her dad and my dad in the same house as us tonight. "Good," I replied.
Her chest vibrated from her laughter. I looked out over the other guests. All of our friends were here. Everyone we loved. Except her sister... and her mother. But they wouldn't have approved. Both of them hated me. Still, I felt bad that they had missed this day for Lisa's sake. I just hoped one day that they would be a part of our lives for Lisa. I knew even though she didn't mention them that she missed them.
"Where did you put that satin?" she asked.
I grinned and bite down on my bottom lip. "I didn't have pockets," I replied.
"I know. So where is it?"
"Tucked in my bra," I admitted.
"Guess it'll have a new meaning for me from now on," she said, teasing the bottom of my breasts with her thumbs.
"Thank you for everything. The necklace, the anklet, the ring, and I'll let you keep the satin. Although I loved having it there with us. Knowing she had touched both our lives. It was perfect."
Lisa tightened her arms around me. "Yeah, it was." The moment her body went tense I felt it. Gazing up at her I saw her eyes focused on something over my shoulder. I glanced back to see Kai standing there watching us. "I should probably let him dance with you. I'm trying to talk myself into it," Lisa said, still holding me tightly.
I smiled at her and her torn expression. "If you don't want me to dance with Kai then I don't want to. I do need to go speak to him and if you want to go with me and hold onto me when I do that then you can. Relax. I'm Jennie Manoban now. The girl he loved was Jennie Kim."
At the use of my new name her entire body relaxed and she held me tighter. "Say that again. At least the part where you say your name," she said in a husky voice.
"Jennie Manoban," I repeated.
"Damn, that sounds good," she said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Go talk to him. But if you don't mind... no dancing. I don't want his hands on you."
"So no hugging either?" I asked before walking over to Kai.
Lisa frowned then shook her head. "Not if he wants to keep his arms attached to his body," she replied, causing me to laugh. My possessive woman.
I walked over to Kai who stood there waiting on me with his hands stuffed in his pockets and a pained look on his face. This couldn't be easy for him. In his mind we had been forever. He hadn't really thought that Lisa would be there for me in the end. He'd been wrong.
"I'm glad you came," I told him as I stopped a few feet away from him keeping enough distance to make Lisa comfortable.
"Not gonna lie. I didn't want to. Granny Q made me," he replied. "But you look beautiful. So breathtaking it hurts to look at you."
"Thank you. I didn't know Lisa had sent y'all the tickets and invitations until Granny Q walked into my dressing room today."
Kai nodded. "Yeah, I guessed as much. Since it was Lisa inviting us and not you. Granny Q was determined we were coming once she got it."
"I'm happy, Kai."
He gave me a sad smile and nodded. "I can see that. It's hard to miss. She's pretty damn whooped herself."
There wasn't much else to say. Our time was in the past. He'd been my best friend once but now Lisa was my everything.
"Take care," I said, knowing I needed to get back to Lisa before she decided we'd talked too long.
"You too, Jennie. Send pictures of the baby. Granny Q will want to see them," he replied.
I turned and headed back to Lisa who was standing on the edge of the dance floor with her eyes locked on me.
