Eight months later, and I'm finally making this woman, mine... Well, this weekend, I am...
I suppose you're wondering why we waited eight months? Well, I wasn't happy about waiting so long myself, but Kathy wanted to wait until "her brit" and his wife, Catherine, could come, and what my precious wants, my precious gets.
Regardless if I can't stand the bastard, I mean don't get me wrong, he's a nice enough lad, and best friends with my son, but he's just a grade A pain in my ass.
Fucker knows he is, too...
That fucking gleam in his eyes every time he holds my woman, in his arms, the fuckers lucky he's still got his arms, let me tell ya.
Anyway, we're currently waiting for Colton, Layla—the annoying bastard and his beautiful wife at the airport to come through the gates. "Oh, there they are" my precious says happily.
She doesn't holler like she did last time, though—no, she waits until they collect their bags and wait for them to spot us. Craig does first, and even from here I can see that fucking gleam, the bastard as he runs towards us. "Where's my favourite American mama?" he cries.
"I better had be your only American mama" my woman cries happily as Craig reaches her lifting her up in his arms and spins them in a circle, his smug fucking grin staying on me.
"I won't even dignify that with a response, mama k" Craig coos kissing her cheek—my fucking cheek, as he lowers her down to the floor, but keeps her in his arms.
The whole thing has me fucking twitchin', I growl possessively gaining the bastards attention knowing full well what he's doin. "Saint, my man" the Fuckery grins. "How you doin'? You good?"
"I was" I growl, as I pull my woman from Craig's arms.
I look down at my beautiful fiancée as she rolls her eyes but smiles up at me. "Behave, honey" she scolds me playfully.
"Yeah, honey—you gotta learn to share" Craig coos trying to take my woman from my arms once again making her giggle.
I fucking love that sound...
My gaze drops to her as she laughs in that bastards arms. "You, my Brit, need to behave aswell, now—where is your beautiful bride?" She asks him as she looks over to where Colton, Layla and Catherine are stood.
"Hey, mama" Colton waves as they walk towards us , Layla and Catherine follow behind him.
"Oh, my sweet boy—I've missed you" kathy coos hugging colton around the waist.
"I've missed you too, mama" I hear him say as he rests his head on the top of hers, when his eyes find mine, I smile at my boy, giving him a chin lift. "Hey, Pops" he grins at me.
"Hey, son—long flight?" I ask him.
"Long" he grimaces as he lets his mama go.
"Hey, sweet girl" Kathy coos to Layla hugging her tightly and looks to Catherine with a warm smile. "Oh, it's so lovely to meet you face to face—and I must say Craig, you did good" she grins over to Craig who is stood grinning at me.
The fucker is gonna get it if he doesn't stop...
"Brit, stop tormenting the man" Kathy scolds him playfully.
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Saint & His Happily Ever After (A Novella Of The "And His" Series)
Romance**READ COLTON & HIS ANGEL FIRST** If we'd never met, I think I would have known my life wasn't complete. And I would have wandered the world in search of you, even if I didn't know who I was looking for. ― Nicholas Sparks. Michael Saint is a detect...
