Every Rose Has a Thorn (The Patriot Romance story)

Chapter 22

Clara went into the nearest town to browse through wedding dresses, after an hour, she found the one. It was beautiful and it was in her perfect size.

She paid and left, Tavington was talking with Bordon and Wilkins. Y/N ran into Carmel, Malfoy, and Jolie.

"Hey girls!" Clara grinned, the three instantly noticed the ring on her finger.

"Oooo!"

"Tavington proposed??"

"When's the wedding?"

"Can we come?"

"I called it! You two owe me five pounds!"

"You two are such a

"Can we be bridesmaids??"

"Girls! Girls!" Clara laughs, "Of course, yes, yes, and yes!"

The trio cheered and hugged the redhead tight, "We are so happy for you!" They squeal in excitement, Clara hugs them back.

"We haven't exactly decided on a date yet, it is only February." Clara says, "We have a little time."

"Well then! We're working at the local hospital so you know where to find us!" They giggled, Clara smiles as the three head off down the street.

"They are quite strange." Clara shakes her head and smiles before going off to find her fiance, who was still talking with his former Green Dragoons.

"So you two are getting hitched?"

"Yes," Tavington nodded his head, "She's also pregnant."

"Colonel!" Bordon laughed, "You certainly got a life going for you."

"I sure hope you two can make it to the wedding."

Wilkins smiled as he spotted Clara, he walked over and extended his arm for her, "I heard the good news."

"And?"

"I was hoping," Wilkins paused, "I could walk you down the aisle..."

Clara grinned and kissed his cheek, "Of course you can!"

"Perfect." He grins and hugs her tight, "My little girl is getting married already!"

Clara shook her head and rolled her eyes at him before going to meet up with William. She walked to her lover and he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight. He kissed her forehead multiple times and smiled at her.

"Let's go home, shall we?"

"We shall." Clara attached herself to his elbow as he extended it out to her, they went to their house, Tavington sat in his chair and Clara went to the kitchen to make her fiance tea. Once she came back, she set the metal tray down, and before she could pour a cup, he grabbed her waist and pulled her to his lap. Her back facing his chest, he kisses her neck softly.

"Mine..." He mumbles against her back while kissing the back of her neck and shoulder, he wraps his strong arms around her, holding her tight, "Mine."

Clara whimpered slightly as William sucked on the skin, leaving some red marks. William smirked, loving hearing her little squeaks.

He continued to bite and kiss her neck for a moment, when he stopped, Clara got up and poured his and her tea. He grinned and kissed her lips before taking the cup and winking at her.

"I can't believe we're getting married," Clara said, glancing at her ring, "I never thought this day would come."

Tavington smiled and held her tight in his arms, "Came shocking to you I suppose?"