Chapter 19-Wicked Wedding
Philip's POV
Shane's involvement is over...for the moment..
Kris, the wedding planner has confirmed everyone's arrival for the ceremony. Andrea's arrival signifies that everything is prepared.
The day has felt incredibly long, but at last, you will become my wife, and Penny will have a mother. As I make my way down the aisle, the song "Dancing through Life" fills the air. The bridesmaids and groomsmen walk out to the tune of "For Good." I can't help but notice the bridesmaids' stunning emerald green silk dresses and their pink rose bouquets. Then Penny enters the scene, in a pink glittery dress, as the song "Defying Gravity" plays. She looks absolutely stunning, with her curls cascading down her brown hair and her baby blue eyes shining. She tosses pink and green rose petals. Finally, it's time for Andrea to walk down the aisle. She wears a white silk mermaid wedding dress. She also wears an emerald and diamond necklace that sparkles. Her blonde hair falls in curls.
She is gorgeous.
As her father escorted her, I watched her walk down the aisle towards me. At last, she's next to me, with the preacher between us.
He asked, "Do you, Andrea Noelle Harrison, take Philip John Blake to be your husband?" She replied, "I do," looking like she could actually be in love with me. The preacher then told me, "You may now kiss your bride."
I held her in my arms and kissed her gently, not letting go for ten minutes. As we walked back down the aisle to the reception area, he announced, "I now present Mr. and Mrs. Blake."
With her hand in mine, it feels like a fresh start for us. Somewhere Over the Rainbow played as we danced our first dance as newlyweds.
It was a perfect wedding. In my ear, she whispered, "Thank you for the wedding of my dreams."
While we dance, she rests her head on my shoulder. Once the song ends, it's time to slice into the enormous white cake adorned with pink and green roses.
While the photographer took pictures, I gave her a small piece of cake. We drink some wine together, while our guests enjoy the cake as well.
"Could we allow Penny to go with us? Amy has already graduated high school and she would watch her at the hotel," she asks sweetly.
"We will be spending most of the time in the hotel room, but if being away from Penny makes you that nervous, I will allow them to go," I said, accepting her request.
"Thank you. Amy will be thrilled," she said. "I'll grab some of the reception food," she added before leaving the table.
We had a variety of food options, including chicken tenders, mini cheese burgers, tacos, and grilled chicken. Additionally, we had spinach dip, cheese trays, chips and salsa, baked potatoes, and french fries.
She returned with chicken tenders, spinach dip and chips, and a cherry Coke. I eat a few tacos with some iced tea.
Amy and Penny showed up, then Brian trailed them. He totally had a crush on Andrea's gorgeous sister. I couldn't blame him. At the age of eighteen, she had a natural beauty only youth provided.
We all sit at the table eating and talking. The movie Wicked is playing in the background, my bride looks at the tv and then at Penny. She doesn't seem to notice the friendship forming between Brian and her sister. I am glad because Brian is twenty-seven, so Andrea wouldn't approve if a relationship started between them. Guests start slowly leaving. First Andrea's parents, then mine, and everyone else besides the five of us.
" Since everyone is gone,I want to get Penny ready for bed," Andrea said, trying to get a few minutes away from me.
"Brian and I can get Penny to bed. I am sure you two want to be alone," she offers, and I am glad. I want to undress my bride. I always want her in the bedroom.
"That's a good idea. Penny will be in Hawaii with Amy, you can tuck her into bed another night at the hotel," I said ready to go upstairs.
Andrea nodded. I put my hand on her shoulder. "It's time for bedtime," I said, ready to make love to my wife.
She hugs her sister and kisses Penny on the cheek. Then she takes my hand and we go upstairs to our room. The next morning, we took a private jet to Hawaii. But I can't wait any longer to celebrate her being my wife.
I had worked too hard for this moment. I had to stalk her, cause a car crash, killing her best friend, drug her, and deal with that psycho ex boyfriend Shane. I deserve you, Andrea. Noone else has done more for you. I know what I did seems crazy, but I did everything for us. Our family.
Chapter 20-Wedding night
Philip's POV
We've made it upstairs. She's still wearing her wedding gown. She asks me to unzip it. Without hesitation, I unzip the dress, and it drops to the floor. Underneath, she's wearing a stunning white silk strapless bra and white lace underwear. She looks incredibly sexy.
Even with a full face of makeup and extensions, she announced she was going to sleep. She looked just like a real-life Barbie..
"Our honeymoon begins tonight. Stay up a little longer," I grumbled, already frustrated.
"Ten minutes, you mean?" She cracked a joke about my stamina during sex.
"Take your clothes off and lie on the bed. You're my wife now. I need you to be there for me every night from now on. And mornings too," I insisted.
"I apologize. I'm just tired. Let's go to bed. We can make love once we're at the hotel," she said, attempting to delay resuming our sexual relationship. Excluding the times when she was unconscious, we hadn't been intimate for about a week. It wasn't a pattern I wanted to establish with my new spouse.
"Just do as I ask, Andrea," I said, pushing her down on the bed obviously losing my patience.
She looked at me, pleading not to make her do it. However, she knew I would not let her escape making love to her on our wedding night. Without a word, she undressed and lay on the bed. I hurriedly took off my black suit, eager to be with my wife. "Please," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I just wanna let you know how much I love you. I really love you, you know? I've done things for you that nobody else has," I said, holding her arms down on the bed..
She whispered, "Don't hurt me." I could tell that she sensed my mood wasn't kind or gentle. I placed a pillow on her face to avoid seeing the tears in her eyes. I thought I heard her pleas to stop or slow down from under the pillow, but I wasn't paying much attention. I kept thrusting myself into it repeatedly. I knew eventually she would accept her situation. I could have given her the night off, but I wanted her to understand that I am the one in charge of our marriage..
I finally managed to finish inside her.I took the pillow off her face, and now it's all covered in makeup.
"I told you to slow down!" she said, all upset.
"Sorry, I got a bit carried away. Why don't you take a warm bath and remove your makeup?" I suggested, giving her the alone time she wanted.
"I will," she said, heading for the tub. I take a quick shower, while she takes a long warm bath. She has the song Cardigan by Taylor Swift playing in the background. She was obviously having a sad girl moment. I allow her to have this time. I knew what I had done was wrong, but I would find a way to make it up to her.
She finally comes to bed wearing her black cotton pajamas. She allows me to hold her, and she cries into my arms.
"What is wrong?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"I'm just exhausted," she whispered, her tears glistening. I gently wiped them away, and she snuggled closer.
"Yes, Andrea. Now go to sleep now," I said, holding her close. She says nothing but closes her eyes, falling asleep.