The Bodyguard by F F Perez

Author:F F Perez [Perez, F F]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight: Lance

Standing next to the minister, I fidgeted as I waited for my blushing bride to make her first appearance. During the hours my interfering mother had sequestered Nancy away, I had planned and purchased a honeymoon for us to leave on tomorrow morning. We would travel to Cairns, Australia, the available destination the furthest distance from us. Nancy would probably fight me on it, but it was too late to change things now.

A slight commotion at the door caused me to turn around. My mother bustled toward me, and as she moved out of the way to stand next to me, I got a full view of Nancy as she strode down the aisle. Her strawberry blonde hair curled over her shoulders and flowed down her back. She wore what looked suspiciously like the dress I had seen in all my parent’s wedding photos, her large breasts straining at the neckline while she floated along on a cloud of flowing white fabric.

It was hard not to picture her as I saw her earlier, standing half naked in a lace corset and panties, her hand on her hip and her eyes flashing. I had wanted nothing more than to throw her over my shoulder, find the nearest bed and pound into her all night long. Thankfully, my mother’s presence in the room had stopped me from doing just that.

When she stood opposite me in all her shimmering beauty, Nancy clasped my arm and flicked a nervous look up at me through her lashes.

“Are you sure about this?” she whispered.

I rolled my eyes, not deigning to answer. Nodding to the minister, I pulled her closer, squeezing her around the waist, noticing the smell of alcohol wafting from her. She stiffened in my arms but accepted the embrace. There were a half dozen other agents standing witness, along with my mother who held her phone in her hand, recording the event. I narrowed my eyes at her. I would need to speak with her about exactly what this marriage was. She was treating the whole scenario as if it was a real marriage and I couldn’t have that.

Focusing on the minister’s words, I pushed my mother’s antics to the back of my mind. Before beginning the ceremony, the minister handed each of us a copy of the wedding license and a prenuptial agreement that Malcolm had sent over, protecting Nancy’s money—and my own. I signed both the license and the agreement, handing the pen to Nancy when I was through.

She signed the license and then scanned the prenup before signing it, too. She had barely looked at it, which was both good and bad. Good because she hadn’t seen the part about my enormous fortune, but bad because she was so trusting. She was too smart for something like that, so it must have been the shock of the day’s events—and the alcohol—causing her to be so careless.

The minister scooped up the paperwork, handing it to my mother, and then turned to Nancy and me.

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