Chapter Twelve

"Will you stand still?!" Mrs. Bain said for the ninth time, but Campbell couldn't stand still. How could he stand still when his true love was in the next room? He never thought he would find someone who would love him as much as he loved them. True, he had fancied a few girls in his time, but they would be scared off by his antics or find someone else. "Campbell, if you…."

"Sorry, Mum, I'm just excited," he said as she moved closer and slid her arms around him. She didn't care how old he was, he needed a hug and he softly smiled as she gently patted his back.

"I'm sure that Marcy is just as excited. Now, stand still or I'll end up pinning this rose onto your chest," she teased and he stood still.

"Do you think she's dressed yet?" he asked while looking at Eddie and Eddie leaned against the door. Eddie wasn't stunned that Campbell had finally found a woman to settled down with, but he was stunned when he asked him to be his best man and Campbell's mother had made him guard the door to prevent Campbell from running up and down the hallway, shouting that he was getting married.

"Aye, I think so," Eddie said as Campbell started pacing back and forth then walked to the window and stepped up onto the chair, opening the window. "Where are you going?"

"I got tae see her!" Campbell said when his father closed the window and Campbell sighed, sitting on the chair.

"Do you want tae jinx the wedding, Lad? It's bad luck, seeing her in her dress before the service," his father said when Eddie jumped after someone knocked on the door and opened the door, looking at Lily. Lily smiled at Eddie as he made a small cough and she tried to see into the room.

"Is everything alright in here?" she asked and Eddie smiled, looking at Campbell.

"Aye, we just had to stop him from climbing out the window. He wanted to see Marcy in her dress," Eddie said with a grin and Lily laughed, rolling her eyes.

"She looks amazing!" she called out and Campbell cheered while pumping his fist in the air. Shrugging, Eddie closed the door as he looked at Campbell then rolled his eyes and shook his head.

Marcy looked into the mirror as she checked her reflection and smiled. She was wearing a floor length, cream color wedding gown with white lace work and a small veil was pinned to the back of her head. Campbell's parents were shocked when he told them she was going to have his baby and he was right about his mother insisting that they get married. She was happy that Eddie McKenna had driven up from London to be Campbell's best man and Marcy had given him a big hug when they met.

"You look amazing." Lily said as Marcy turned around and looked at her.

"Not exactly the wedding dress I imagined as a little girl but…" she teased and Lily laughed, nodding her head.

"You're worried that Campbell won't like it?"

"I'm amazed he isn't running up and down the hallway and shouting that we're getting married."

"I went to check and Eddie did have tae stop him from crawling out the window."

"Why did he want tae do that?" she asked, getting concerned.

"He wanted tae peek in the window tae see what you were wearing," Lily said and Marcy sighed, rolling her eyes.

"That does sound like Campbell," she teased when someone knocked on the door and Lily walked to the door, opening it.

"Is she ready?" Mark McKay asked as he walked into the room and stopped short when he saw his daughter in her wedding gown. "Cor, you look lovely!"

"Och, Dad, you're going tae make me cry." Marcy said when he hugged her then kissed her cheek and sniffed.

"So, are you ready?" he asked as she nodded and he held his arm out. They walked to the door when Marcy heard the music and smiled as they left the room and Lily closed the door behind them.

Every nerve was tingling as Campbell watched Marcy walking toward him and Lily was right about Marcy looking amazing. No one looking at her could tell that she was pregnant as she shyly smiled at him and he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. Logan stood next to him when her father slid her hand into Campbell's hand and she stood next to him.

"You look…You…Wow," Campbell whispered as she blushed and he squeezed her fingers. They turned to face the priest as Campbell looked down at Logan then gave him a wink and Logan grinned, leaning against him.

"You may now kiss your bride," the priest said a few moments later when Campbell gently took Marcy's face in his hands and kissed her lips. They didn't acknowledge the cheering as they went forehead to forehead and sweetly smiled at each other.

"I know what true love is," he whispered then smiled.

"What is it?" she asked when he kissed her lips then slid his hand to her stomach and stroked the slight bump. "Oh."

Taking her hand then taking Logan's hand, Campbell smiled as they started down the aisle when he stopped, picked Logan up and she looked at him. Nodding her head, they ran down the aisle then out of the chapel and didn't stop until they were outside. Standing on the grass, she softly laughed as she watched Campbell holding Logan in the air while spinning around in a circle then held him and they looked at her with wide grins on their faces.

"Yes!" Campbell said when he sat back on his legs and twirled the garter on his finger. Marcy laughed then ruffled his hair as he stood up and sniffed the garter. The kilt swirled on his hips as he wiggled them and danced around the chair Marcy was sitting on. She was stunned by how good he looked in the black waist coat, white shirt with ruffles down the front, the kilt and sporran, long, white socks and the black shoes that were laces up his calves and were tied just below his knees. His hair had been brushed back but now was a mass of ruffled spikes and he leaned over, kissing her lips.

"Throw it already!" Eddie shouted as Campbell nodded and the single men lined up behind Campbell. Frowning, he walked to Eddie when he pulled his protesting friend into the queue then walked to Marcy and turned around. Counting to three on his fingers, he tossed the garter into the air when he turned around and the single men stepped back, leaving Eddie standing by himself. Sighing, he picked the garter off the floor while Campbell laughed and Eddie rolled his eyes.

"My turn," Marcy said as she stood up and Lily handed her the bouquet. The single women stood in line as Marcy turned around and counted to three, tossing the bouquet into the air. The woman dived for the bouquet when Lily held it over her head and Campbell cheered, pumping his arms over his head. Eddie walked to Lily when he smiled and she sat down on the chair. A drum roll filled the air as he moved the garter up Lily's thigh until he nearly touched her thigh and she blushed. The reception died down around one in the morning as Campbell picked Marcy up and walked out of the room, waving goodnight to the others.

The door to the honeymoon suite opened as Campbell carried Marcy into the room and headed for the bed. He gently placed her on the bed when he ran back to the door and closed it. Marcy sat up on the bed while he turned around and smiled at her. She wiggled a finger at him when he grinned then ran and hopped on the bed. He tore the waistcoat and shirt off then crawled up her body and kissed her. His fingers moved through her hair when he removed the veil and tossed it onto the floor then kissed her again.

"Slow down," she teased as he sat on her legs and tilted his head to one side.

"But I want my wife," he said with a pout.

"We have the rest of the night. Besides, I want tae be romanced nae ravaged," she said with a smile and he smiled back. Getting off the bed, he held his hand out as she got off the bed and he moved closer. Cupping her chin in his hand, he kissed her lips as she closed her eyes and sighed. Moving back, she placed her forehead against his and smiled, looking down at his kilt. "Are you a traditional Scotsman?"

"Let's find out," he said when he unbuckled the belt and removed the belt and sporran, dropping them to the floor. The kilt dropped to his feet as she smiled and he ran to the bed and dived under the sheets, blankets and duvet. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

"I have tae take my dress off," she said and he sighed, placing his hands behind his head. A few minutes later, Marcy climbed under the sheets, blankets and duvet when she looked at him and saw he had drifted off to sleep. Sighing, he rolled over onto his side while she watched him sleep and brushed the hair out of his eyes with a smile on her face.