The Wedding

Chapter 8

Cora

"Where are the scissors, Yassi?"
"Scissors?" she asked and winked at Tanner. Then she lifted tea towel on the counter and slid a pair across the granite counter.
"I thought you might want a little more quality time."

"Well I'm sure Tanner was happy with the quality time we just had with Curtis. For some reason he's decided to go all concerned brother. He announced that he's going to stop the wedding."
"Huh?" Yassi looked amused. The she waved her hand dismissing the subject. "I'll take care of it."
Cora shook her head. "Look we'll sort this out tomorrow, but right now I need you to cut us loose."
Yassi gave them a mock pout. "I didn't think the binding ties made in a Francy ceremony should be so easily cut asunder."
"Yassi"
Yassi pursued her lips, mischief in her eyes. "This has to be consensual." She turned to Tanner with mock seriousness.

" Tanner, do you agree to cut these ties that bind?" Both of them started to laugh.

" Yes, cut us loose," Tanner managed to say.

It took Yassi several minutes to cut them free. Cora rubbed the deep indentations on her arm.
Wearing a grin, Yassi nodded to Cora's arm. "Looks like your mother need some lessons on bondage. I know a dominatrix who would be happy to teach her. Imagine how thrilled your dad would be."

Cora cringed. "Ewww. Stop"

Tanner's eyes widened. "You know a dominatrix?"

"Yeah," Yassi shrugged. " I can set you up with private session if gusto mo."

Jealousy rushed through Cora in a hot wave, taking her by surprise and it wasn't the first time she'd felt this way tonight. She wasn't typically a jealous person, so what was that about? She grabbed Tanner's wrist. " He'll be tied up."

"He already was tied up."

Tanner chuckled.

Cora groaned and headed for the stairs, pulling Tanner with her. "Bye Yass."

" Tanner if you change your mind, let me know," Yassi called after them, the merest hint of a laugh in her voice.

Cora didn't stop until she got him into her room and shut the door. He stood with his back to it, waiting for her to make a move. His smile was gone; his eyes were serious.

He was probably the most handsome man she'd ever known but this was crazy. She hadn't even known him 24 hours. Yet... she wanted this.

" I hardly know you,|" she finally said.

The corners of his mouth tipped up slightly. " I know"

" You don't know me either."

" True"

She had two drink s in quick succession and while she wasn't drunk it had certainly shaved the edge off her nerves. "Gusto kita"

She took another step toward him, leaving two feet between them.

He closed the distance slowly reaching for her face with both hands and cupping her cheeks as he looked deep into her eyes.
Still he hesitated.

" What are we doing?" she whispered, resting her hands on his chest.

" I'm not sure."
" This is crazy"

A hint of a smile returned. "I know". A silent war waged in his eyes before he kissed her. It was gentle at first, as if he were as shocked as she was that they were doing this.

This was out of character of Cora. She wasn’t a prude and while she had no hard and fast rule about how many dates needed to precede sex, it didn’t usually happen until after the third. She wasn’t sure if she had no doubt that she wanted this. She’d never believed in chemistry before but one touch, one kiss from this man had made her convert.