“What? I don’t want Heather walking all alone,” Ari said, shrugging her shoulders.
“Come, Ells, dance with my pregnant ass. ” She grabbed Ellie’s hand and off they went. Ari walked up to the DJ and must have asked him to play a song.
“Ah shit, it ain’t good when your wife requests a song. She has a history,” Gunner said.
I had to laugh. I loved how he called her my wife.
Just then, the DJ stopped the song that was playing. “When the bride asks for a song, it gets played right away,” he announced.
Christina Aguilera’s “Desnudate” started to play, and Ellie and Ari began dancing.
Damn, the way that girl moves kills me. I just stood there for a few seconds, watching her dance. My girl sure as shit loves her Christina. I smiled while I watched her seduce me from the dance floor.
“Heather needs to hurry the fuck up,” I said.
Gunner laughed.
“Dude, I never thought I would say this, but when Ellie gets pregnant, be ready. It’s like they’re horny all the time,” I said.
“I’ll remember that. Get out there and dance with your bride. Hey, I called the hotel, and you’re all set. ”
I turned to Gunner and smiled. “You really are like a brother to me. Thank you for taking care of that. ”
Gunner and I gave each other a quick bro hug before I headed out to the dance floor.
It didn’t take long for Gunner to join Ellie.
I ended up taking Ari by the hand, and leading her back to the main house to go up to the room the girls had booked.
“Jeff, really, we can’t just disappear from our own reception!” Ari said, laughing the whole time I dragged her away.
“The fuck we can’t. ”
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
JOSH
When Heather came walking down the steps with her purse and keys in hand, I jumped up from the chair I’d been sitting on.
“Hey. ”
Heather jumped and let out a small scream.
“Jesus, Josh, you scared the shit out of me. ”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was going to tag along with you to McDonald’s. ”
“Why?”
“I need a cheeseburger. ”
“What, are you pregnant, too?”
I laughed as Heather just started walking toward the door. We got to her car, and as we got in, I took a deep breath. Shit, it smells like Heather. I wanted to let out a curse word because I realized I was in a damn rented tux, so I wouldn’t be able to keep her smell on my clothes. I put my head back and closed my eyes. Motherfucker. I wanted to cry. Maybe I am pregnant. Emotional stupid ass.
“Josh, are you feeling okay? Are you sick?”
I almost said no but then I decided to see where this would take me.