My Wife's Best Friend

MWBF 163

Michael

It's my wedding day. I'm so excited because I can finally marry Nicole after three and half years. I haven't seen her since yesterday morning before mine and her sisters, took her away.

"Daddy!" Junior squealed. He ran over to my in his little suit and I smiled.

"Are you ready to bring the rings to us?" I asked and he nodded.

"Can we go?" He asked.

"Hold on." I put him down and looked in the full body mirror. I fixed my tie and he groaned impatiently.

"Michael?" I turned towards the door quickly. She walked in and I frowned a bit. "I'm sure I'm the last person you wanted to see, considering I didn't come to the rehearsal dinner. I'm here to apologize for not showing up, but I want to be here for you."

I sighed and hugged her.

"Thank you." I mumbled in her shoulder.

She giggled and pulled away.

"You look nice." She said, holding my face.

"Thanks." I said and blushed.

"I hope you're making a good choice."

"I am, mother. She's the one and only."

She nodded and we walked out the room.

Junior jumped excited down the hall and I couldn't help, but smile.