“Well your girl is fucking hot when she dresses up. I would fuck her many times over. I even find that cowhand shit hot. Cause I would ride her ass like a fucking bronco.”
“You can have her when I am done. I need her until I nail her then she is fair game. I just need to get in with the Fraternity all the way and this was their assignment.”
“Damn that cruel that they picked her. Simons must still have it in for her knocking his slutty ass sister out.”
“Yeah she is a slut, like all the bitches in this city that I have been hitting. It was her idea actually. After I hit that pussy hard, she told me who my candidate was, it’s been a rough few months pretending with this naïve little bitch. But thank fuck she hasn’t found out about the latest bitch.” I was shaking as I heard the whole room of five guys cracking up at my stupid ass. I ran as fast as I could out of the house through the rest of the party that had been going on. I knew something was up when Monica told me he was back with the guys. She had been nice to me, too nice to me. I dumped him via text that night which was a big fucking mistake.
Chapter 2:
David
It was the day of the wedding and I had missed the little girl at every fucking turn. I swear there were several times that I thought I felt her near. Which is fucking insane, since I have never even met her. If I didn’t know better I could have sworn that she was purposely avoiding me. There was no way I couldn’t run into her at least once since I arrived two days ago. The first night she had gotten back so late that I actually fell asleep.
It was time to get my sister and walk her down the aisle. When I walked into the bedroom, I got my first up close look at my future wife, she didn’t know it yet, but she would be. I had no doubt about what I was feeling and that feeling was leading me to the altar. After meeting her family I could tell that she was raised with morals, even if she was a bit rough as the guys had put it. She kept staring me like she was debating whether to stab me in the eye with the scissors she was holding or something else, which I let my mind believe was physical interest.
“Good morning, David, doesn’t your sister look lovely?” Mrs. Elliot had said, but I hadn’t noticed her yet, since I was staring at little Evie, as they called her. I turned to my sister and Ryan’s mom was right, “Stacy you look like a goddess. Sister, you look so beautiful. Come, it is time to give you to your anxious groom downstairs.” Stacy hugged me tight as the ladies started to march out, but my eyes fixated themselves on the last one to exit. I willed my instant erection down and adjusted myself before we left the room.
I made a decision right then and there that by the end of the night, she was going to know where I stood. She made that promise hard to follow through with because she avoided me at every turn. It wasn’t until I saw her laughing with some young twerp that I made my way to her. She saw me, but there was nothing she could do to get away this time. I winked at her just I approached with a smirk.
“So you are the lovely, Evie, who has been hiding from me.”
Evelyn
You have to be shitting me, why does he seem to follow me with his eyes. Damn those eyes were amazing. He was a lady killer for sure and I knew that was not something I was willing to deal with again. When I first saw him from across the field, I almost fell off my horse and that pissed me the fuck off. I had been riding before I could walk and I had never fallen before. Mr. Montgomery was a hazard to my health, both physical and mental.
The city boy had to be hot as hell. I was trying to avoid him and it had worked these last two days. It wasn’t until this morning that he left me with no chance to run. I don’t know what it was that had me running fast, but I couldn’t stop myself. Damn it, now he is walking this way.
I had just been cutting a loose string from Christine’s gown when he strolled into the room, like he owned the place. His arrogance pissed me off, I don’t know why he looked at me like that, well that’s because he probably didn’t know that I was not a girly girl. In my gown, I looked like I was a really pretty girl. It was Stacy’s idea to make us look as good as she would be. She was a sweetheart and I couldn’t say no, especially after what Ryan had accidentally put her through.
The heat outside had nothing on the heat that man created in me, but I wasn’t going to fall all over him like some simpering nitwit. We all stood as we waited for David to walk Stacy to my anxious brother. While everyone watched for her arrival, I stupidly was looking for him. My goodness when he walked through the garden, every bit of me melted. The man was a work of art, truly made to perfection and his eyes were on mine. I tried to pretend I was staring at Stacy.