Chapter 110
Tom, seeing the commotion, came to AJ's aide. "What's going on, AJ?" he asked seeing the photographer lying on the ground. He figured his friend's jealousy had gotten the better of him.
"This low life was kissing your wife and she was trying her best to fight him off," he said looking at Tom. "He thought she was Krista."
"You, bastard, you could have hurt her," snarled Tom, grabbing Pete up and hitting him in the mouth knocking him back down. Pete, in shock, never thought to defend himself.
"Tom, darling, I'm really alright. Please stop!" Krystal said looking all the people standing around.
Going to Krystal and taking her in his arms, "Darling, are you certain you're alright."
"I am now," she looked up at him and smiled. "You could kiss me and wipe the feel of his lips from mine."
"Gladly darling," he whispered just before his lips covered her. Pressing her body next to his, he finally pulled away. "Better, My Goddess?"
"Much better, I've already forgotten the feel of what's his names kiss," she laid her head on his chest. "Tom, you look so handsome, today. I love you so much. When do you think everyone will leave?"
"If not soon, I'll run them off myself, I promise," he chucked. "You're in no more of a hurry then I am, Krystal."
Krista had seen the altercation from the porch. She was now terrified. Albert and Tom had beaten Pete. What could he have done that caused them both to beat him so? She and Harriett had gotten to the porch in time to see the fight, but not what had caused it. AJ walked up on the porch, "Krista, I'm afraid I need your tender touch for my hands."
"Why Albert? Why did you and Tom beat up Pete?" she asked trembling and with tears in her eyes.
"Darlin', he was kissing Krystal thinking it was you. Krystal was fighting him off, but he wasn't having any of it. What were we supposed to do?"
"Did it take both of you to beat him, Albert?" she asked backing away from him.
"I started it because he called her 'Krista'. I thought you were fighting him off. I was trying to protect you, Krista," AJ swore holding up his hands and talking calmly trying not to scare her. "Then when Tom found out it was Krystal he was furious. It was his right to protect his wife. Krystal stopped him and someone hauled Pete off. Now are you going to help with my hands, or do I do it myself?"
"Come inside and I'll do it for you," she sighed opening the door but still staying as far from him as she could. "Thank you for protecting Krystal."
"You're more than welcome, Darlin'," he moved to hug her but she shied away. Reaching for his hands she quickly took care of them and then trying to remind herself of what Krystal had told her about looking into his face and not at the uniform he wore, she moved closer to him to allow him to finally hug her.
"Have I told you today how beautiful you looked, Krista? Or how much I love you?" he asked holding him tightly next to him. "We'll leave just as soon as you fix up my hands if you'd like."
Now that his hands were fixed her eyes flew to his face and remained there. She wouldn't look at anything other than his face. "I love you too, Albert, we could leave whenever you wish to."
"Then I wish for us to sneak away now. No one will notice we're missing until it's too late. We'll go back to my place and you can meet Dammit," he grinned kissing the tip of her nose. "Do you have anything to take with you that we can't pick up later?"
"No, I just brought the things that I would need for the wedding. But I should tell Krystal that we're going. Have I mentioned that I am glad that we didn't have the wedding at your house? So we would not have all these guests to deal with..."
To be continued…