Chapter 41 Your Tits Look Great
Your tits look great
Sophia
“What do you think?” I twirl in front of the mirror and catch Lori’s eyes in the reflection.
They’re huge. But Char and Val are both grinning.
“I think it makes your tits look great,” Val laughs. “Oliver is going to rip it off right in the middle of the arena.”
“You think so?” I press under my breasts and let them fall, watching how they settle into the low cut neckline of the wedding dress.
Char taps her lips. “That train will look good when you aren’t moving, but will be a pain in the ass to walk in.”
“Ah, now see? That’s the kind of feedback I need.” I take a few steps and nearly eat shit when I trip over the lengthy hem. “Next,” I grumble, heading back to the changing room.
I can hear their giggles following me.
By the fifth, I’m starting to understand why so many opted for a small and simple ceremony. Just picking the darn outfit is a nightmare.
“I love that one,” Lori exclaims, clapping her hands lightly as I turn.
Char nods. “Me too. It’s simple but elegant.”
Val’s smirk says it all. “He’s gonna eat you up, girl.”
My hand drifts down to my growing belly. “Think that will poke out too much more in the next week?” I feel like it doubles every day now.
All three make some sort of negative sound in answer.
“Just avoid the cheese sticks this week, you’ll be fine.” Val gives me a finger-gun when I glower at her.
“Well, I want some twice as bad now, thanks for that.” My cravings have been next level. I could eat a house every time I sit down.
Dad, Sawyer, and Uncle Dixon’s shadows pass by the opaque windows of the boutique.
Ever since the heifers we shot, none of us have been left alone.
Ford and Blue are with Libby and April watching the babies back at the ranch.
It’s like we’re all on guard.
Yet no one argued when Oliver announced we would continue the wedding as planned.
I love my family.
As we leave, Dad carries the oversized box under his arm with an odd tension around his eyes.
“Can we go to Frozen Bones for ice cream?” I don’t want today to end.
“We are heading back to the bar.” Val loops her hand through my brother’s elbow and tugs him close.
The pink in his cheeks tell me it isn’t so they can open early.
Eww. I’m glad he’s happy, but gross.
“Besides, you can’t trade fried mozzarella for ice cream and think it won’t count.” Val wiggles her finger at me before turning Sawyer to their car.
“You are no fun. You’re supposed to be in this with me!” I yell after her.
With a sigh, I follow Dad and Lori to the truck and climb into the backseat.
Dad chuckles as he shuts first her door, then mine.
When he slides behind the wheel, he turns and squints at me. “You’re not being all ‘bride-zilla’ on us, are you?”
“No,” I pout. “Everyone has just been so serious. It’s not often we all get out together.”
His jaw tics as he reverses out of the parking spot. “I get that. You’re right.”
“I was kicking around the idea of having like a big dinner night once a month.” Lori gives me a wide smile, then reaches over to take Dad’s hand.
Now that I’m with Oliver, I can appreciate how special what they have is.
To think I hated it at first makes my belly knot.
“I like that. It’ll give all the kids a chance to play when they’re older.” It’s all I want. My family, together.
And it’s growing so fast.
“That extra room I had Oliver build? I was planning on it being a playroom for all of ‘em.” Dad picks up Lori’s fingers and kisses them gently.
Yea, they’re actually adorable.
I was a jerk.
When dad turns into the driveway heading for the ranch, I can see Ollie down working on the foundation for Sawyer’s house.
“Drop me here?” I pat the back of the seat, then brace myself when Dad comes to a stop. “Thank you!”
Hopping out, I take advantage of the beautiful weather and wander down the fresh gravel.
There’s my sexy man. Cowboy hat tilted as his muscles flex in his tight shirt.
I would fall for him all over again.
“Hey, baby.” He spots me with a smile, then hops over some boards to come and pick me up with a twirling kiss.
“I found my dress.” I’m beyond excited as I frame his face and pepper my lips over his.
“Oh good.” He lets me slide down slowly, patting my butt before he lets go. “How fast does it come off?”
“Um, with your help? Pretty quickly.” My fingers tangle with his as we walk slowly towards the main house.
“Perfect. Because once you say ‘I do’, I’m going to want to claim my wife,” he growls possessively.
It sends a warm thrill through me that soon we’ll be married and can start the rest of our lives.
Skipping the steps.