Mail Ordered Bride

Part 12

I'm sitting on the couch waiting for Freen to finish getting ready because we're on our to Eric's pool party that he wanted to have for whatever reason but it's good because it's hot outside. A nice dip in a pool would be pretty perfect right now so I decided to wear a simple forest green bikini top with a plain shirt over it because I don't want to give anyone any ideas and a pair of matching swim tanks with blue waves along the bottom. I had packed some spare clothes in my backpack for later when the sun starts going down. I wonder who else is gonna be because I know that it's gonna be the usual suspects but I don't know who else the former swimmer invited although I know that he won't invite anyone that would put a damper on the party. You know what, I'm going to be this party to have fun and hang out with my friends so I don't care who else is there.

I'm not gonna let it get me down. I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I hear someone say my name and I looked up to see Freen standing in the behind the couch with a nervous smile on her face. My mouth drops to the floor as I take in the bride's swimwear which consists of an icy blue bikini top with matching bikini bottoms and a white see through wrap tied around her hips. Her platinum brunette hair is out of the braid and cascading down her back with a small ponytail to keep it out of her face. Holy shit, Freen looks... well fuckin hot and I wanna take her in the bedroom while having my way with her. No, I can't do that to Freen. I promised that I wouldn't do anything do that she wasn't comfortable and I'm pretty sure what I was just thinking would qualify as making her uncomfortable. Freen is fidgeting under my gaze and I snapped out of my thoughts before giving her a bright, reassuring smile her way.

"Do I um Do I look okay?" Freen asked apprehensively.

"You look great as always. Don't be so nervous, it's just my friends" I said smiling.

"I know but I want to make a good impression on them. They are important to you and what kind of wife would I be if I did not get to know your friends" Freen said smiling.

I wanted to squeal at Freen's adorableness, pull her into a hug and never let go. How did I get such an adorable wife/girlfriend?

"Freen, you don't have anything to prove to anyone but if you want to make a good impression then just be yourself. I mean how can anyone not like such a sweet and beautiful woman?" I said quicker than I could stop myself.

I stare at Freen as both of our cheeks turn a light pink. Idiot! Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut? Now you had to make her uncomfortable. What do I do now? Do I just play it off or what? Before I say anything, I feel my phone lightly buzzing in my backpack and I opened it to retrieve the device to see that Bud's name on the caller ID. I swiped right to answer the call.

"Hey Bud, what's up?"

"Dude, you still coming right?" Bud asked.

"Yeah me and Freen are on our way now" I said motioning towards the door to Freen.

Freen nods as I grab the both of our backpacks before making our way out of the apartment and I lock the door behind us. We walked out of the apartment complex to the curb when my truck is parked as we hopped inside, putting the key into the ignition. My baby roars to life like a lion on the savanna for everyone around to hear before putting in drive and pulling out onto the street. I drive towards Eric's house, humming along to Bad Blood by Taylor Swift when I looked out the corner of my eye to see Freen nervously fiddling with the end of her wrap. It's obvious that she's nervous about the party and making a good impression even through she doesn't need to. Bud and Irin already like her, the bride made a hell of impression on Richie after Saturday and I know that Eric is going to like her. I take one of Freen's hands in with my free hand, lacing our fingers together causing to come out of her thoughts before shifting her attention to our joint hands then at me.