Only With Me (With Me #2)(87)

I laughed and replied, "Yes ma'am."

"You have my number. If you need anything, we are here to help. We want this to be the perfect day for you both."

Gabi laced her fingers with mine and said, "It will be, Mrs. Mitchell. Thank you."

With a nod, the wedding planner excused herself and started back to the hotel. Gabi and I faced each other and smiled.

Biting on her lip, Gabi asked, "Are you nervous?"

I chuckled. "Not in the least bit. You?"

She squeezed my hands. "A little. There is a little dress shop up the road, I'm going to head over there and look for a dress after we get settled into the room."

I agreed. We had driven straight here, checked in and went straight over to the wedding coordinator's office. When we landed last night, Charity had sent a text saying she had set up the wedding for today as her and Cole's wedding gift to us. I had to admit, it was nice having the plans already made, and I knew Gabi felt the same way. We were totally going to fly by the seat of our pants and no matter what would have happened, I knew it would have been perfect. This plan of ours was insane, but at the same time it was perfect for us. Knowing that we were going to be able to spend something so special with just each other made it feel more magical.

We made our way back into the hotel and up to our room. When we opened the door, Gabi gasped.

"Holy shit," I whispered. The only thing you could see was a wall of windows and the lake in front of us.

"This is stunning. Hell, we could have gotten married here with this view!"

Gabi chuckled. "This room is amazing, Nic!"

Smiling, I drew her to me. "Well, if we're in Lake Tahoe for our wedding and honeymoon, we had to stay in the honeymoon suite, right?"

Her lips found mine and we quickly got lost in one another. Then she pulled back and looked past my shoulder. Her eyes widened in shock. "She didn't."



       
         
       
        

Turning around, I saw two garment bags hanging up. One white. One black.

"I think she did," I said.

Gabi raced over and grabbed the white bag. "Turn around, Nic! Let me open it!"

The excitement in her voice made my heartbeat pick up.

I could hear the zipper and then a loud gasp. "Oh. My. Goodness. It's a dress! Nic, it's a dress!"

"What's in the black bag?"

Another zipper. "A tux!"

With a chuckle, I asked, "Can I turn around?"

"One second, let me take this in the bathroom and try it on."

The sound of the bag rustling was followed by the bathroom door closing.

"Okay! Make sure the tux fits!" Gabi called out.

I did what she asked and tried it on quickly before she came back out.

"Fits like a damn glove. How in the hell did she do this?" I asked while walking over to the bar and pouring a small amount of bourbon into a glass.

"I'm not sure," Gabi answered.

I walked around the giant suite taking everything in. There was a king-size bed that faced the wall of windows. A small living room area where the bar was at, and a small kitchen. Hell, we could order food and never leave the room. It was like a mini apartment with a killer view.

The bathroom door opened and Gabi stepped out. Her eyes were red and swollen. My heart seized in my chest as I put the drink down and made my way over to her.

"Gabi, what's the matter?"

She shook her head then buried her face into my chest. Shit. I was hoping she wasn't having second thoughts.

Pushing her out so that I could look at her, I wiped the tears from her face.

"Gabi?"

She smiled and shook her head. "The dress . . . it's perfect. It's beyond perfect."

I gently placed the strand of hair hanging in her face behind her ear. "That's wonderful, baby."

"Charity thought to take care of everything, and a small part of me feels guilty she isn't here."

My heart ached. "Do you want to wait?"

"No!" she said as she grabbed onto my shirt. "This is exactly what I want."

Kissing the tip of her nose, I added, "Good, because it's what I want too."

We leaned our foreheads together.

"Ya know, since I don't have to go dress shopping, we could do some baby making practice."

My dick jumped in my pants. Reaching down, I picked up Gabi as she let out a small yelp.

Tossing her onto the bed, I slowly crawled over her, leaning down so that our lips were merely inches apart.

"How much time do you need to get ready?" 

The grin that spread across her face had heat surging through my body.

"Two hours."

"Good, until then it's practice, practice, practice."