Temporary Wife (Episode 3) by Rossi St. James

Author:Rossi St. James [St. James, Rossi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-29T23:00:00+00:00

SIX – LINCOLN

Odessa was a vision in peach as she stood next to Charlotte and her sisters up at the altar. When I’d escorted the last of the guests, I found a spot in the very back with a clear shot of Odessa.

I’d tuned out the vows and the music and the corny love poems. I’d tuned out the formalities and the breathtaking beauty of the stained glass windows in the daylight. All I saw was her.

When I found Odessa later that night at the reception, she seemed relieved to have reconnected.

“There you are, Mr. Avery,” she teased, sticking her tongue out slightly. I wasn’t sure if she was relieved to have the ceremony over with or to have found me again. Maybe it was both.

“You did well up there,” I said.

“I tried,” she said jokingly. “I knew all eyes would be on me and not the beautiful, blushing bride, so I had to bring my ‘A’ game.”

Lighthearted Odessa was even sexier than ever. Gone was the high strung, anxious ball of messed up emotions I’d found crying on the plane. Standing in front of me was a girl slowly beginning to know her power.

“I think I have to sit up there,” she groaned, pointing toward a fancily decorated table where half the bridal party sat, looking like bored statues. “After the dinner, I’ll come find you again and we can boogie.”

“Sounds good. I brought my boogie shoes, so we should be good.”

She laughed before prancing toward her table, turning back and throwing me a sexy smile before taking her seat next to Charlotte’s youngest sister.

***

“May I have this dance?” I asked, coming up behind her after dinner as she poured herself a glass of wedding punch.

“You may,” she said, taking a sip from her cup and setting it down before reaching for my hand.

I led her out to the dance floor where the D.J. played some pumped up jam from the eighties. Odessa swayed her hips to the rhythm and ran her fingers through the loose ends of her hair as a smile captured her entire pretty face. The second the song ended, a slow song came on, and I wasted no time in pulling her into me.

The two of us danced in our own little world. The one we’d made by letting go of our past and erasing our irrational expectations for our futures. The one we’d found by joining forces with a complete stranger who just so happened to share the infliction we’d each thought we had to suffer through all alone.

We’d both come to the wedding filled with dread and longing. We’d both come thinking we’d be alone the whole time. I was beginning to realize meeting her was the best thing that’d ever happened to me.

Dancing next to the girl who was slowly coming into her own, my heart ached at the realization that our evening was coming to an end.

“I need to take a break,” she said breathlessly after a few more songs. She dabbed the back of her hand across the faint sheen of her forehead as a smile spread wide.

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