“Shay!”
“In a minute!!”
“We’re going to be late!”
“We’re not!!”
Kelly was striding around their living area, hands in his pockets, every now and again checking his watch. He adjusted the chain on his Saint Florian.
He heard Shay start the descent of their spiral staircase and turned to watch as she appeared.
She was carrying her heels rather than risk death on the staircase. She popped them on one after the other and did a mock twirl for Kelly. She was wearing a close fitting red dress cut just above the knee, plunging neckline and backless. There was the very slightest hint of a baby bump which Kelly thought made her look even sexier.
“Yeah, you’ll do....” Kelly nodded and smiled. He proffered his hands inviting Shay’s opinion of his own outfit.
“Where’s your tie?”
“I don’t wear ties! They bother my neck!”
“You’re wearing a tie - it’s just one day. It’s a wedding Kelly not a talk show!”
Kelly took the stairs 2 at a time. Shay heard drawers banging shut and eventually Kelly reappeared. He produced a tie the same shade of red as Shay’s dress. Shay held out her hand, took the tie and proceeded to do up Kelly’s top button and fasten the tie snugly around his neck. She kissed his chin and smiled up at him.
“You look very handsome. Someone might get lucky tonight” Shay smiled
“Shall we?” Kelly offered her his arm and they left the apartment together. Shay opted to drive as she wouldn’t be drinking. She swapped her heels for a pair of old sneakers she kept in the boot. She found it impossible to drive in heels.
It was a sweet ceremony, nothing fancy, (other than Mouch arriving in a firetruck) - Cook County Registry Office, close friends and family only. Afterwards, the wedding party headed to the Ritz Carlton for a meal and evening entertainment. There were a few hours spent in the bar before the room was ready. Kelly stuck to Shay’s hip, his arm protectively around her. At 7pm it was announced that the meal was ready. Shay and Kelly were at a table with Casey, Dawson, Hermann and his wife. The food was exceptional, as was the wine. Before the speeches the bride was toasted as the guests downed a shot of sake.
All the wedding speeches were entertaining. Mouch looked stupidly nervous for someone who fights fires. His bride was radiant but Kelly’s attention was taken by her sister, after a few discrete conversations he found out that her name was Koemi........
Later in the evening, after the meal had been cleared away and the room was prepared for the dancing, Koemi was sitting at the bar speaking with a female friend. Kelly watched how animated her hands were when she spoke. She was wearing a purple dress with some sort of floral design. She was sitting with her legs crossed, Kelly admired her toned thighs and beautiful skin hue. As if Koemi sensed something she turned and looked at both Shay, and Kelly. Immediately they dropped their glances and pretended to be fascinated by their wine glasses.
“She’s hot” Kelly whispered to Shay.
“Yes she is”
“She still looking at us....?”
