Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
“No,” Nikolai said. “You look like you’re being squeezed and I hate to say it, it does not look appealing.” He let out a gasp. “Does anyone else think I should change my profession? Maybe I could offer my advice to brides.”
Jane laughed. “You’re not exactly doing a good job of it. I have yet to choose a wedding dress.”
“We’re going to find you one. Did you guys not see the river of dresses out there?” Nikolai pointed behind him. “If we don’t find a dress here, where will we find a dress? It’s like the island of wedding dresses.”
Alexey didn’t like this dress either.
The next three were okay. One looked like a more luxurious summer dress. Another had too many feathers. Some were uncomfortable just by the expression on Jane’s face.
Alexey watched her and saw that as the day wore on, she did start to have a lot of fun. She followed his friends’ advice, gave a little twirl and a bow.
He had a feeling they were not going to find a dress until she came out, and he was completely dumbstruck. It was a combination of lace that teased the body beneath and what appeared to be white silk. It could have been any fabric, but the details were stunning. The lace decorated the valley between her breasts and curved around her hips, and the spaces between were covered in white that also had a decorative embroidery on it bringing it all together.
“Wow,” Nikolai said.
Jane had also let her hair down, and she looked so beautiful. He saw her coming down the aisle toward him, glowing.
“You like this one?” Jane asked.
“It looks amazing,” Makar said, speaking up for the first time.
“What do you think?” Igor asked.
Jane turned toward the mirror and looked at her reflection. “It’s so beautiful, and it feels so comfortable. I love it.” She turned back toward the group. “It’s expensive,” she said, warning them.
“I don’t give a fuck about the price. If this is what you want, then this is what you’ll have,” he said, closing the distance between them.
“But you’ve seen the dress. Isn’t that bad luck?” she asked.
“No, it’s not.” He cupped her chin and tilted her head back. “Tell me it’s what you want.”
He wanted her to start telling him what she wanted, and he would gladly give it to her.
“It’s what I want.”
“I think we should give them a moment,” Makar said.
“No, I think we should get popcorn and watch the show. This is better than any rom-com, and no, I don’t know that because I’ve seen a whole lot of rom-coms.”
He looked at Jane as she smiled, but his friends left. Actually, Makar and Igor left and pulled Nikolai out of the room.
“You look stunning,” he said.
“It’s expensive.”
“I told you, I don’t give a fuck about the cost.”
“Are you sure about this?” she asked. “It’s ... a lot.”
“I know, but it’s for you, and that is enough.” He took possession of her lips. “Nothing bad is going to go wrong. I’ve seen you, and trust me, I still want you.”
He banded an arm around her waist and pulled her in close. Alexey let her feel how much he wanted her.
She let out a gasp. “Is that the dress doing all the talking?
“No, that’s all you. It’s not about the dress. It’s about the woman behind the dress.” He took possession of her lips and moaned. She was everything.
Nothing could ever spoil this moment.
Jane put her hands on his shoulders. “Wait, wait, I feel there is something I need to tell you, and I don’t want you to freak out. I was going to try and get one and take it in secret so we didn’t have the awkwardness.”
“You’re not making any sense.”
“I’ve skipped my period. Actually, I’ve skipped a couple of periods, and I know sometimes stress can be the cause. You know the whole ... someone wanting to kill me, but there can be other reasons, and we’ve not used a condom, and well, when you have sex enough and you get lucky or unlucky, depending on the way you view it, babies start to happen. I don’t feel any differently, and I don’t know if I am pregnant, but we’re not exactly being careful, and babies can happen when people have a lot of sex. Well, we’ve been having a lot of sex, and I am starting to feel like I’m rambling. Am I rambling?”
“Yeah, you are,” he said. “But don’t worry, I kind of like it.”
She laughed. “Oh, good, but that still doesn’t change the fact we’ve got to get a pregnancy test kit. Do you think we could get one?” she asked, and she nibbled her lip, looking a little worried. Did she think he was going to say no?
“We’ll pick one up.”
She smiled and it lit up his whole world. “That’s good.”