Misfit(270)
“Shut up,” Zoann warned, walking back in time to hear Kendall’s comment. “This isn’t the time to discuss club business.”
“How much?” Virginia asked, her eyes lit with sudden interest. She turned to Bunny. “Did he tell you?”
“No. It doesn’t matter to me.”
Falling silent, Kendall looked everywhere, seeming to grow sadder by the moment. She was back on her medicine, as of two days ago. Why she’d waited so long to start again remained a mystery, but she’d feel better soon enough. Right now, Fee wished she could do something to ease Kendall, who kept sending Meggie silent, pleading looks.
“Your decorations are beautiful, Bunny,” Kendall said, her mood swinging again. “As are you.”
Bunny smiled. “Thank you. Wait until you see my garter.”
“The guys are in place,” Bailey called from the doorway. “They’re ready.”
“I am, too!” Bunny responded, all smiles now that her dream was about to come true.
“Can the three of you refrain from drinking until after the ceremony?”
Father Wilcunt’s voice interrupted Johnnie drinking from the bottle of whiskey he’d pulled out of his cut. Christopher couldn’t get too fucking mad at the little motherfucker who actually wore his cut, a long-sleeved black shirt with his white collar, and black trousers. Unlike Christopher’s wedding, where he’d had to wear a fucking monkey suit in a church, and Wilcunt wore his black robe thing, they wore their leathers for Digger’s ceremony.
Of fucking course, he wouldn’t change his service for fucking nothing. Well, maybe, the part where he’d fucked up his old man. He didn’t regret shooting Cee Cee’s ass off, but death had marred Megan’s day.
The motherfucker needed more than one bullet to the head and his body being disposed of in their special way. He deserved torture, mutilation while still breathing, a pipe up the…
“Prez!” Digger called, interrupting his thoughts. “The girls coming in. Stop daydreaming, please.”
Although there were a lot of guests, minus Cash who was in Denver, and Stretch who was in New York consulting with a surgeon, only their women would march down the aisle. Virginia was first, escorted by Gabe, her son. She didn’t wear a floor length outfit like the girls. Fuck, Christopher was surprised she’d agreed to the leather, but he supposed most mas did anything for their children.
“You got the vows?” Digger asked Father Wilkins as the doors opened and Bang, Bang blasted over the speakers.
“What the fuck?” Mort sounded appalled as Kendall strutted into view.
Val frowned. “This the processional song, Digger?”
Digger nodded and snatched the bottle from Johnnie. “Yeah. Why?”
Johnnie smiled as Kendall reached the midway point of a long motherfucking aisle. “Bunny wanted this?”
“It’s my goddamn wedding, too,” Digger pointed out.
“Go sit the fuck down somewhere, with your bitch-ass,” Mort growled. “Ruining the woman wedding. I’m not doing this shit again for you.”
“She agreed, Mort,” Digger said. “So shut the fuck up.”
“Fuck, Puff so fucking pretty in her orange leather,” Val said, almost in awe, as Johnnie rushed to meet Kendall, then marched her to where they all stood before resuming his place.
Christopher would’ve thought they’d need to run down the aisle by the end, just to keep up with the song, but they had it timed, so when Megan appeared, looking so fucking sexy Christopher decided he’d scope out a place to fuck her, the song concluded just as he reached her.
Once they got into place, Father Wilkins opened his book, nodding to the usher.
“Wait, I have to meet Bunny in the middle,” Digger announced, ignoring Mort’s glare.
“Motherfucker, if you doing what the fuck I think you about to do…”
“Again, my wedding, not yours, Mort.” Grinning, Digger took his place in the middle of the room, then whistled.
The doors opened as a song Christopher had never heard came over the speakers.
“Prez, that song called Now That We Found Love,” Mort said on a sigh. “Bunny going to regret this shit.”
“She got all this from a website,” Val informed them. “Puff told me she looked on a site for wedding songs, so it’s not all Digger.”
“Oh, for God’s sake,” Father Wilkins said, snapping his book shut and tossing it to the floor.
Christopher missed Riley handing Bunny over to Digger, and went straight to the two of them dancing the rest of the way down the aisle, his dreads swinging along with her hair. When they reached them, Mort smacked Digger’s head.