RAMBLINGS

The latest chapter of Forbidden Pleasures is up …

If you’d like to read it here, click here.

If you’d like to read it at ff.net, click here.

😉 Kelly

I’ve been busy today!

I’ve posted the epilogue for New Beginnings … finally!

You can access it at ff.net, where it’s been posted for a while now, or you can view it here  by clicking the following link:

Epilogue

I’ve managed to finally get Forbidden Pleasures up to date!

To access any of the following chapters click the title of the chapter and it’ll take you to it.  I’m not gonna bother posting links to ff.net since they’ve obviously been posted there for months.

Here are the missing chapters:

The Dinner Party

The Fallout

Lazy Sunday

Wedding Weekend

Now that, that’s out of the way, I’d also like to give you a sneak peek of the next chapter — which should be posted tonight! 😉

It’s currently with my beta and she said I should have it back sometime today!

Here ya go:

     The wedding party had been excused already, and there were only a few more pictures left to be taken of me and Sookie, so my nerves were really kicking in.  I hated that, since she was so happy.

I was too — on one hand.  I mean, I’d just married the woman I loved.  There was no not being happy about that, but on the other hand, the closer we got to finishing all the pictures the more troubled I became.

“There’s only a couple left, guys,” Al said.  “I know the two of you must be anxious to get over to your reception.”

Uh … not really, I couldn’t help thinking, although I nodded with a smile.  There was no need to let anyone in on the fact that mine and Sookie’s big day was laced with disapproval and worry; at least where my dad was concerned.  No matter what I was feeling, I had to play it totally cool.

“Sookie, turn toward me just a little,” Al instructed, motioning with his hand.

She did as she was told, angling her body slightly toward him while I stood there awaiting further instruction and grew more and more conflicted as the moments ticked by.

“Is this good?” she asked smiling.

“Perfect.”

I really dreaded the moment I’d have to introduce Sookie to my dad.  I honestly had no clue how he would act or what he would say and I really didn’t want him upsetting her, or hounding her about signing over her rights to anything that was mine.  And I was pretty sure all of that would come, the very moment he showed his face.

He’d made it pretty clear he wasn’t going to accept her.

“Now, Eric, kneel down in front of Sookie then put your right hand on her stomach,” Al requested.

I obliged and dropped to my knees then placed my hand along the swell of her belly, cupping it, still acting as if nothing was bothering me.  “Like this?” I questioned.

“Bring one knee up and move your hand toward her side, just a little.  I don’t want you to cover her belly too much … and Sookie, put your hand on top of his.”

With any luck he’d simply left after the ceremony, content with his decision to disown me.  At this point, it really did seem to be the best alternative, although I had hoped it wouldn’t come to that – but not because of the money, but rather, because my hopes of having some sort of relationship with him would be over.

I guess it was just hard to give up on something you’d been hoping for, for practically your whole life, but if it was for Sookie and Hunter, it was worth it.  I’d do anything – give up anything for them both.

“Alright, now, look into each other’s eyes,” Al instructed.  “What do you think, Maria-Star?”

I could see her nodding and smiling out of the corner of my eye, so it wasn’t surprising when she answered, “Oh … that’s gonna be a good one.”

Al snapped the picture.  “Okay … just one more,” he assured.

My anxiety grew and I was starting to sweat a little, but then again, maybe that was just the fire in the fireplace.  We’d been standing in front of it taking pictures for at least a half hour — a half hour which was almost over.

Fuck!

“I think they should stay as they are, but Eric should kiss her baby-bump for this last one,” Maria-Star suggested, still smiling.

“Good idea,” Al agreed.  “Sookie, I want you to keep looking down at him.  Eric, kiss her on the count of three again, please.”

No problem!  I’d kiss her and pose with her and take a million more pictures with her — even in front of this hot-ass fireplace — if it meant we wouldn’t have to deal with my dad.

But, the reality was we had to face him sooner or later.