the devil wears leather

Epilogue

Hey my lovelies, I'm having a dull and boring day, had writers block for Who's Who, And I know of several people who wanted this, and so I thought.... Why the hell not? So here, I shall give you.... The Devil Wears Leather: Epilogue.

*6 years later*

"What if I trip?" I asked Naveah, nervously biting my lip.

"You get your ass up, and finish walking, he OBVIOUSLY knows about your clumsiness. And doesn't seem to care." Lilly said from beside me, fumbling with my dress.

"But... what if I choke..."

"He gives you the Heimlich Maneuver and you continue." Naveah said, pinning a strand of my hair back. "Now stop biting your lip before it bleeds, or worse, ruins your lipstick."

"Wow, thanks." I said, fidgeting.

"No problem." She stepped back. "Perfect. Absolutely gorgeous." I glanced in the mirror and smiled.

"You have talent, my dear sister-in-law, you do." Naveah bowed. I rolled my eyes and stood. My strapless, billowing, wedding gown gave me enough room to walk, and not trip, AND look fashionable at the same time. I turned to Lilly and Naveah, and slowly nodded. My mom and Ian's mom ran into the room, wiping their eyes.

"Are you ready sweetie?" My mom said, gripping my shoulders.

"I think so. As long as I have flats to put on after this, or I'll crush his feet." The moms giggled and hugged me.

"Alright. Places, places!" They said. We rushed, as quickly as we could in heels, out of the room and into our places. My father slid in beside me, putting his arm in mine. My friends and family took place in front of me. Lilly and Scott stood next to each other, maid of honor and best man. September and Anthony behind them, and Naveah and William behind them. I smiled and turned to my dad. I slipped a finger under his eye, catching his tear and he smiled.

"Love you, daddy."

"Love you baby girl." He said, his voice cracking. We turned back forward and the piano started. Lilly and Scott walked in after following Deidre and Keegan, our flower girls. September and Anthony. and then Naveah and William. My stomach churns as I walk up the aisle slowly. Ian's standing at the front, grinning and fumbling with his tux. I see the nervousness in his eyes, that are only slightly hidden by excitement. I smile widely. We're at the front. My dad kisses my cheek and lets go of my hand, walking to his place next to my mother. I walk up two steps and stand in front of Ian, gripping his hands. His eyes sparkle. 

"Breathtaking." He whispered. I blush and he smiled wider.

"We are gathered here to witness the marriage of Dove Hannah Reid and Ian Marcus Reagan!" (A/N I totally forgot his middle name and am to lazy to look so don't yell at me.) I ignore the rest and stare at Ian. I get lost in his eyes and am nudged by him.

"Okay, please tell me you were daydreaming and aren't thinking of saying I don't." He whispered. I shake my head and feel my hair loosen. Fuck, I messed up. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"I do." I said. Ian sighs slightly.

"You may now kiss..." Ian doesn't wait and presses his lips to mine. I hear claps and cheers and sniffles. My eyes grow wet and Ian pulls back. He wipes under my eyes and puts his arm around my waist. We walk down the aisle, people standing. I lean into Ian.

"I got lost in your eyes." I whispered.

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I lean against Ian's chest, swaying slowly. He spun me. All Of Me by. John Legend played and he spun me. I smiled, laughing quietly. He starts to hum, his chest vibrating like a kitty's. "You're tickling me... and I must pee." I said. He laughed and the song ended. "Can I pee now?" He smirked then nodded.

"Don't be long." He whispered. I shivered. I quickly slipped past everyone. There was a line.

"Fuck. CAN THE BRIDE CUT, JUST THIS ONCE!" Everyone slipped past and I thanked them. "Dear Jebus, God bless your soul." I said, pushing open the door. "HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS COME OFF!" I hoisted the skirt up high, almost over my head and did mah business.

When I was done I walked out, after washing my hands. "No piss on the white? Wonderful." I walked out and heard gasps. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Ian who was chatting with one of his cousins. Their eyes widen as they saw me. Ian froze and stopped talking. "What?" I said, glancing down. Nothings wrong. Ian walked behind me and grabbed my dress. "Hey!" He yanked it down and I heard the waist of my underwear slap my back. I jump.

"Better." He put his hand around my waist.

"Was my dress stuck in my underwear?" I whispered.

"Yup."

"Did everyone see?"

"Yup."

"Fantastic." Ian laughed and kissed my cheek.

"Well... it's not like they've never seen lace underwear." He whispered.

"Fuck, I forgot that's what I was wearing. Dammit." He laughed again.

"I was gonna see them anyway." He said, sipping his champagne glass. "And take them off." I blushed. He started to sway his hip. "I could do it like this."

"Or you could not do it at all if you don't knock it off and stop embarrassing me." I said. His eyes widened.

"Did you marry the person who gave everyone a strip tease at their wedding? I think not!" He said, sounding jokingly offended. I smacked his chest and turned to his cousins.

"Hi I'm Dove." I stuck out my hand.

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Ian decided on doing a speech because he's Ian and he loves to talk. "And uhhh... thanks for coming. And uhh... thanks Dove for putting up with my bullsh..."

"PG!" I hissed, pointing to the many children running around the dance floor with dolls and dinosaurs.

"Fine. I've been reminded to keep it PG. But I'm saying crap." I rolled my eyes and stood.

"Nope. You can sit." I pushed his shoulder down and he sat. I grabbed the microphone. "Thanks everyone for coming." I put the microphone down and turned away. I tripped. I. FUCKING. Tripped. My head landed in Ian's lap and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I sat up quickly, my hair whipping my face. "Sorry."

"Hey, you're eager. Understandable." He said, helping me up.

"Whatever. Bye Mini Ian, see you later." I said, winking and sitting back in my seat.

"Kinky."

"Yup." I handed him a fork and we touched the tips of our tongs.

"To love." We said together. Everyone around us picked up their forks.

"TO LOVE!" They shouted. I laughed and pressed my lips to Ian's.

"I love you." I mumbled against his mouth.

"I love you too, Princess."

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