Chapter Twenty
The day of the wedding, the sky was clear and everyone spent the morning relaxing. Wilson, Mundell and House played a round of golf while Cameron, Blythe and Hilary enjoyed the spa.
When it came time to get ready, House was nervous but Wilson only let him have a couple of drinks before cutting him off.
"Anything else you need? Something to eat, some water? A getaway car?" Wilson asked with a grin.
House snickered at Wilson. "No. I'm good."
"Good," Wilson said as he grabbed his boutonniere and pinned it on himself, then put House's on.
"Tell me again why we have to wear suits?" House asked as he tugged on his collar. It was a warm day and he was sweating.
"Be thankful she didn't make you wear a tux with a bowtie and the whole works."
"True."
"You can take the jacket off after the ceremony. Now come on, we have to go."
The ceremony was held on the edge of The Sunset Terrace overlooking the mountains. Guests of the hotel were welcome to come and watch. House and Wilson stood at the rose covered archway with the local Justice of the Peace.
Hilary appeared wearing a simple, pale blue, sleeveless satin dress and her long hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves. Her sapphire earrings caught the light and sparkled. She carried a small bouquet of creamy roses.
House's breath caught when he saw Cameron on the arm of her father, wearing a very delicate peach colored lace dress with a string of pearls around her neck and dangling from her ears. Her hair was braided and the braids formed a crown across the top of her head. She also carried a bouquet of creamy roses. As she approached House, he suddenly recognized the flowers. They were exactly like the ones in the corsage he bought her when they went on their date. He remembered how pleased she was when he pinned them on her dress.
"Jesus, House," Wilson whispered. "You are the luckiest son of a bitch to ever walk the face of the earth."
"I know it. Now shut up," House whispered back and then grinned when she approached, smiling just as widely as he was.
"You look beautiful," he whispered in her ear as she stepped up next to him and she smiled.
"And you look very handsome."
The Justice began the ceremony, and Cameron felt House's hand slightly trembling as she held it.
When it came time to say the vows, they turned and faced each other. House looked both nervous and amused. Cameron gave his hands a reassuring squeeze as he said his vows, and she did the same.
"May we have the rings, please?"
Wilson stepped forward and handed them over. House's was a simple platinum band which matched GG's wedding band that Cameron would soon be wearing.
"Please repeat after me, Greg. With this ring, I thee wed."
He slipped the ring on her finger as he looked at her and repeated the words. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she smiled back at him. He just hoped they were happy tears.
"Now, Allison, please repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed."
Once she slipped the ring on, he stared at it. Never a man to wear any kind of jewelry, it looked foreign on his hand.
"By the power vested in me by the state of North Carolina, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the Justice said with a smile.
"Finally!" House said with a fake groan, while the audience laughed. Then, he pulled Cameron close, kissed her and dipped her backward in true Hollywood fashion while everyone cheered and clapped.
"Ladies and gentleman, I give you Doctors Gregory and Allison House."
They walked down the short aisle as people stood and clapped for them, some threw rice and it made House laugh. He didn't know people still did that.
When preparing for the wedding, Mundell reserved Vue 1913 for the reception. Guests were given the option of the beef filet, grilled pork tenderloin or lobster ravioli. When they finished eating, it was time for toasts.
Wilson went first while the servers topped up everyone's champagne. "I don't really have a speech prepared but I will say this: It's about damn time!"
House and Cameron looked at each other and laughed, then kissed when everyone clinked their spoons or forks against their glasses.
Hilary stood up next. She lifted her champagne glass and looked at the happy couple with tears in her eyes.
"Always remember this day and how much you love each other," she said with a smile. Everyone drank then clinked their silverware against their glasses again. House kissed Cameron, this time more passionately. Everyone applauded.
A small four piece band sat in the corner playing blues music. House stood and held out his hand to Cameron.
"Time for the first dance as husband and wifey," he told her with a smile.
He led her to an empty area in the room and the quartet began to play At Last. House held her close as they danced singing the words softly in her ear.
Hilary sat next to Wilson. She used a pale blue handkerchief to wipe the tears from her eyes. Wilson put his arm around her and leaned close to her.
"You okay?" he whispered.
She nodded. "It's just so romantic. They're so happy and so in love."
Wilson nodded. "I've never seen either of them this happy."
The song ended and Mundell stood up. He walked over to House and tapped his shoulder. House stood back and placed Cameron's hand in her father's.
"My turn," Mundell told her. The quartet began to play Somewhere Over The Rainbow. Cameron smiled broadly as he twirled her around.
"You remembered," she said softly.
"How could I forget?" he asked. "This is the first song you learned to play on the piano. You stood on my feet and sang it while we danced around the library when you were a little girl."
"I loved dancing with you. I still do."
When the song ended, Mundell kissed her forehead and led her back to House. She sat down and watched her father sit down next to Blythe.
"Are you going to dance with your mother?" she asked.
He looked at his mother who sat close to Mundell and smiled serenely at him as they held hands.
"I was but I hate to pull her away from your dad. I've never seen her like this," he said.
Cameron looked at her father. His eyes were soft and he smiled in a way she'd never seen. "I know what you mean," she responded. "I think they're falling in love." Her eyes twinkled and there was a teasing note in her voice.
House made a comically disgusted face. "Ewww."
Cameron laughed. "Let's cut the cake and then get out of here. I want to get our wedding night started," she told him.
House stood, grabbed her hand and practically pulled her over to the two tiered cake covered in pale blue fondant and covered in delicate white dogwood blossoms made from sugar. They picked up the knife, sliced the cake, fed it to each other and then House looked out at the guests.
"Stay and enjoy yourselves. We're outta here," he grinned.
Cameron laughed as he led her to the elevators. House held her hand and looked down at her with a slight smirk.
"I hope my next wedding is as nice as this one," he told her with mock sincerity.
"This is your only wedding," she told him.
The elevator doors slid open and House turned to Cameron. He released her hand and picked her up. Carrying her down the hallway, he looked at her.
"You could stand to eat a cheeseburger or two. You weigh next to nothing," he told her.
"Always so romantic," she laughed.
He stopped in front of the door to their suite. He looked at the door and then at her. "I took the liberty of getting us the Stickley Suite. Can you open the door so I don't have to put you down?"
She laughed and opened the door. He stepped inside and kept the room dark as he kissed her softly, letting his lips brush against hers for a few minutes. Then he gently put her down and turned the light on.
It started raining during their reception, and still was, but a fire crackled in the fireplace. There was already a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket and some chocolate covered strawberries. Rose petals were scattered on the bed.
"Wow, you went all out, didn't you?" Cameron giggled as she wrapped her arms around House's neck.
"Nothing's too good for my wife," he grinned back at her as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Mmm I love the way that sounds," she whispered as he placed kisses down her neck.
"It won't be a late night," he said as he nuzzled her neck. "We have an early flight in the morning. Hilary took the liberty of packing your things and our stuff will be waiting downstairs for us when we get a ride to the airport."
"Wow, you have thought of everything."
"I am that good," he told her.
She pulled his head down and kissed him. "Yes, you are."
Slowly, they undressed each other, stopping to kiss or caress each other. House slowly maneuvered her to the bed as he removed her silk and lace underwear. She started to remove her sheer thigh high stockings and high heels but House put his hands over hers.
"Leave them on," he whispered as in her ear.
She nodded and fell back on the bed. House stripped off his boxer shorts and lay down next to her. The rose petals released a delicate scent that combined with the sweet scent of Cameron's skin. She rolled onto her side and began to kiss his neck while stroking his stiff erection. He groaned as she ran her fingers over the tip. Pulling her on top of him, he cupped her breasts, rubbing his fingers over her nipples until they were taut rosy buds. Her head fell back and she moaned softly. He sat up and holding her, he moved to the edge of the bed. He continued to kiss her and explore her body. She did the same and soon they were both panting and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Lifting her hips, she rubbed against the head of his cock. He groaned and pushed into her. Bracing one hand on the bed, he used the other to stroke her clit. She held onto him as she moved up and down on him. He could feel the silky stockings rubbing against his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Oh, Greg!" she moaned as she began to move faster.
He pressed hard against her swollen, slick nub and she screamed his name as her inner muscles clamped down and pulsed against his cock. The sensation of her muscles squeezing him triggered his own intense orgasm. Falling back, he held her tightly as waves of pleasure crashed over him and caused every muscle in his body to spasm. Finally, he relaxed and Cameron lay limply on top of him. She pressed kisses against his neck as he regained control of his breathing. She rolled to lie beside him.
"Marriage officially consummated," he sighed happily.
"Yes it is," she laughed softly.
He sat up and pulled her shoes off then rolled the stockings off her legs. He tossed them on the floor, pulled back the covers and they got into the bed. Cameron pressed up against him and he put his arm around her. She rested her head on his shoulder and slid one leg between his.
"A short nap," she murmured sleepily. "Then more consummating."
"I love the way your mind works," he told her kissing the top of her head. Within minutes they were both sound asleep.
Wedding Song: At Last by Etta James