Life Unexpected (Naughty Addiction's Part2)

Chapter 18

Lexi

The wedding is in a few hours and I still haven't showered, the twins have been monopolizing my time between feedings. It feels like the minute I'm finished feeding one, the other is hungry and then it starts all over again. I've tried pumping but, it hurts and I'm barely able to squeeze out a drop.

"Why don't you just mix some of it in with formula?" Leanne asks.

"Because breast feeding gives me time to bond with them but, I suppose I could do it just for today."

Leanne agrees and takes over watching the twins while I get ready. Dylan stayed the night at Parker's and I'm curious to know if he's as anxious as I am. I barely slept at all last night; tossing and turning until the sun came up. I laid in bed for a good part of an hour feeling anxious and a little nauseous. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way, I mean it wasn't like this was going to be a normal wedding. We already had kids together and we've been living together for months. After my shower, I begin rummaging through my drawers, looking for something simple and easy to change out of. That's when I saw it; the nickel back shirt that Tripp left months ago. I stand there and stare at it, not sure what to do next. It would be an insult to wear it but, maybe just this once I wear it for the last time and then throw it away. Why am I even contemplating this, it's ridiculous? Taking the shirt from the drawer, I intend to throw it away immediately when I notice something drop. There is a piece of folded up paper lying on the carpet, I recognize it right away. The letter that Tripp wrote me the last time we slept together. Picking it up, I notice some of the blue lines are now splotches from my dried-up tears. I attempt to open the letter, when I hear Leanne in the hallway. I pitch the letter into the open drawer and try not to look guilty.

"Hey, are you almost ready, we should be getting to the church soon?"

"Yea, yea... just give me a few more minutes."

Leanne gives me a sideways glance and then walks away. I know that I'm running out of time, so I pull on my jeans and shove the letter into my back pocket. I don't know why it's so important that I keep the letter but, my instincts say I should keep it with me. I grab my dress and help Leanne fasten the car seats into the car. My babies are fast asleep and I'm hoping they don't make a fuss during the wedding.

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At the church, I help Leanne carry the babies inside. Dylan's mom is there to greet us and take over babysitting, which she is more than happy to do. Leanne helps me into my dress and then begins doing my hair and make-up. We talk about the future and our hopes and dreams for our children. Leanne gave birth to Caleb Hunter McAllister on February 19th and he was a whopping nine pounds. He's a month younger than the twins but, you wouldn't think that by looking at him, it's like she gave birth to a toddler. After applying the finishing touches to my make-up, there is a knock on the door. Dylan's dad enters; Leanne takes the hint and leaves.

"You look absolutely breath taking." He says, smiling.

"Thank you." I say, blushing.

"I know that today is your day but, I can't begin to thank you for what you did for my wife."

At first, I'm not sure what he's talking about, then I remember. I smile and remind him that it was Dylan's idea to include Nicole's name as a part of our daughter's. He hugs me and asks if I'm ready to become a Cavanaugh. I assure him that I'm more than ready.

"You can call me dad."

"Thank you."

"The honor is all mine. They'll be starting soon, I'll come and get you when the music starts."

I nod and smile, watching as he walks about the bridal suite. I'm suddenly feeling more anxious than I was before. I'm about to become Dylan's wife for life and while I've known this and loved the idea of it, I can't help but think that I'm missing something. My stomach feels like it's in knots and I'm feeling an uncontrollable urge to run but, before I get the chance, I see him. He's standing just inside the door and he looks incredible.

"Tripp?"