Guilty Pleasure

Thief Of Hearts

"And by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride!"

Finally!

The room erupted into cheers as Jennifer wrapped her arms around Aarons's neck and crashed her lips to his. Robyn forced back a laugh as she saw the surprise in his eyes before he could hold her to him and give her the kiss she deserved. When the newly married couple finally came apart, their faces were bright with happiness as they looked out upon the gathering of friends and family who had all been waiting for this day.

As the music began the couple took their first steps as husband and wife and walked along the aisle as white flowers were thrown overhead. Robyn took her eyes of the scene as she took her steps towards the best man.

Oh, damn...

She hadn't exactly spoken to him and his name had slipped her mind but she knew he was a best friend to Aaron. He didn't live in the USA and had flown in just for the sake of the wedding. Through Aaron's stories, she pictured him in swetpants and t-shirts, but seeing him look so handsome in his black tuxedo and white shirt was enough to thoroughly erase any previous assumptions. The only thing that stuck out was the warning Aaron had given her — that he was a playboy, and a huge one at that. He didn't like commitment.

Too bad.

With that in mind, she turned her attention back on the scene before her. She had been so caught up in the commotion and beauty that she nearly missed the step beneath her had it not been for the man beside her. Her eyes drifted upwards, catching the dark irises that seemed to hold her in place.

"Thank you. That would've been embarrassing" Robyn blushed.

"No one would've seen. They seem to be looking elsewhere" he smirked.

And his smirk was obviously luscious and his voice deep.

"Guess if I choose any moment to be a clumsy oaf, there's no time like the present" she babbled a little.

He laughed and held out his arm "Shall we? Don't worry. I'll make sure you don't fall"

Mouthing a thank you, she slipped her arm through his and together they followed the bride and groom out of the ols, rented mansion. Robyn's smile had become a permanent fixture as they walked down the aisle and she thought back on the long journey to get here. How long had Jen and Aaron fought against what was between them for fear of coming to this very moment, for fear of having someone to lose and yet it had all worked out in the end.

It was that, if anything, that gave Robyn hope.

Her own love life was more of a dramatic story than a fairytale —though it hadn't started out that way. She was queen bee of her high school and dating a cutie, Christopher Brown. Life had been a picture perfect. She was happy and in love and yet something was missing. Post graduation after attempting a long distance relationship and failing miserably, her and Chris finally broke up and she decided to enjoy her college years single. It wasn't until she slept her way through quickies and lazy lovers that she realized what she needed was a little passion.

As they stepped out into the afternoon sun, warmth hit the bare skin of her shoulders and she found herself curling into the best man as they pushed past the group of people that had gathered outside. White and lavender covered every available space from the white bundle of roses and lilies that made up the flowers, to the lavender table cloth that covered the tiny high-top tables and bridesmaid dress.