Chapter 105 The Wedding Day 1

Chapter 105 The Wedding Day 1
NADIA 

I looked at myself in the mirror for the tenth time, unable to contain my smile at the reflection of myself.

"You look beautiful, my daughter," my mother said, her voice filled with emotion.

"She looks like a princess." My mother-in-law smiled, adjusting the small train of my wedding dress.

"Thank you." I smiled at both of them. 

"But I think there's a good chance I'll freeze up in front of the altar with all the nervousness I'm feeling right now."

"Feeling this way is normal, dear, after all, you're marrying the man you love." My mother patted my shoulder and smiled. 

"And don't worry about freezing up, because your father will be there to guide you, and I'm sure he won't leave you behind."

"That's true," I sighed in relief. 

"At least there will be someone to catch me if I faint or trip over my own feet."

The two of them started laughing at my unnecessary worry before Blair entered the room and gave me a thorough make-over.

"Whistle-whistle for you." - She smiled and hugged me. 

"You look very sexy, I think that big belly really enhances your sensuality."

I stared at her, feigning indignation, but I couldn't help it and smiled.

"Dean thinks the same thing, maybe it's because my sex drive has tripled." I stroked my stomach and made a sexy face.

"Wow," Blair smiled. 

"So what they say about pregnant women being crazy about sex is true?"

"Let's say yes." I smiled and saw that my mother was listening attentively to the conversation.

Damn, I forgot she was here.

"So..." I said, trying to change the subject. 

"Have the guests arrived yet?"

"Yes, they're all in the garden," Blair replied.

The wedding will be held here at my parents' house. 

Actually, I wanted to get married on the beach, but when I told my mother, she started making a fuss, saying that she bought this house just so I could have my wedding here, which is why the garden is so huge.

I was shocked by the revelation and ended up giving in, and the worst part was that it was followed by several "yes"s from me.

Then I agreed that she should organize the party, invite the guests, and take care of everything else.

Actually, I wasn't upset that she did everything; after all, I'm their only daughter, and my mother was so happy to be able to make my special day so beautiful that I ended up being happy along with her.

"When am I going to go in?" I asked my mother.

"Soon." She checked the time on the wall clock. 

"Brides have to be late, otherwise the wedding isn't fun."

I sat down on the sofa in the room and sighed.

All good.

The minutes ticked by and I could already feel my bottom going numb when my mother let out a euphoric little scream.

"It's time," she said eagerly. 

"Come on, come on."

She pulled my arm, lifting me, and ran her hand over the fabric of my dress, smoothing out any wrinkles, then placed a kiss on my cheek and smiled.

"Be happy, darling." A tear rolled down her face, and I wiped it away.

I will be. - I smiled. - Thank you for everything, Mom.

We hugged and left the room together.


DEAN 

I stood before the altar, waiting for my future wife to enter the garden in all her radiant beauty, and that wait seemed to last an eternity.

I don't know if it's anxiety doing its part, but I was rubbing my hands together and blinking nervously, not to mention the sweat on my forehead. 

After all, the sun was out today, and judging by the heat, it wasn't messing around.

I often took a handkerchief from my suit pocket to wipe away the uncomfortable sweat as I stared at the spot where Nadia would enter, where I could admire her.

Several minutes later, I was ready to go after her and bring her to me when the sound of violins filled the room with the traditional melody of the bride's entrance.

Soon my eyes met bright green eyes, which fixed on me as if they could see inside my soul, and indeed they could.

It was her...

And how beautiful she was.

The affectionate nickname I constantly call her perfectly suits her at this very moment.

She looked like an angel, so innocent and yet so seductive.

Her dress was traditionally white, but it was anything but traditional, from a distance I could see the neckline that accentuated her marvelous breasts, which had recently grown due to her pregnancy.

And speaking of pregnancy, her belly stood out in the dress, with the bow over her stomach; she became my gift, and judging by the bulge in my pants, I could hardly wait to unwrap her and officially claim her as mine.

My thoughts continued to fill my mind, along with anxiety and happiness, which apparently wouldn't give me a break anytime soon, when I saw her standing before me.

Her lips stretched into a nervous yet sweet smile, which made me smile too. 

Her father, who was beside her, said the famous phrase "take good care of her," and after I agreed, he handed me his precious gift.

We intertwined our fingers and after turning to the judge, I whispered "wow," followed by; "You look beautiful," which made her blush and return the compliment in true Nadia fashion, "and you look very sexy, Mr. Hartford."