Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Karrie gasps. “Oh my God, that ring is gorgeous.” She steps forward to grab her, and while Parker comes over, I let go of her as her mother takes her in her arms.
“I want to see all the pictures and then we should go out tonight and celebrate. You can wear your dress and we can have a small reception.” She cries again. “And then when we get home we can do a bigger one.”
Cooper and Matthew moan at this as they look at each other.
“Baby, I told you we have nowhere to stay,” Cooper tells her as Andre finally pipes up from his corner.
“There are no available rooms in all of Vegas tonight. It’s the biggest week of the year.”
Karrie turns to look at Matthew. “Did you just drag me on a six-hour flight promising me some fun in the sun? ‘Don’t worry, babe.’” She throws her hands in the air, mimicking him. “‘It’ll be fine, babe.’ ‘Don’t worry, babe, I packed your saltines.’ ‘You can’t have morning sickness already.’” She stops talking as her eyes go big and Parker gasps out. “Surprise,” Karrie says. “I’m pregnant.”
“You can stay here,” Allison says as I look down at her. “I mean, we have three rooms.” She then looks at Matthew. “You can stay if you’re not mean to my husband. If you can’t follow that one rule, go sleep in the lobby.” She then turns and looks at me. “Is that okay?”
“Whatever you want, angel,” I say as I lean down and kiss her.
“Oh my God,” Matthew says out loud. “Oh my God,” he says again as he gasps out in horror, his hand going to his mouth. “Oh my God.” He looks at us then points at Allison. “You’re the one who gave him a hickey on his junk.” He closes his eyes and puts his finger on them. “I’m going to be sick,” he says as Allison finally relaxes in my arms. “Sick.”
“There is a room with two queen beds, and one with one king.”
“We will take the one with two queens,” Karrie says as she grabs her bag from the floor. “You can sleep on the freaking terrace. Bringing me here with no reservation, acting like a crazy person,” she huffs out as she collects her breath, “I told you to calm down, told you to talk but does he listen to me, NOOO, not Matthew Grant, he has to come in guns blazing. Like a dragon foaming fire from his mouth.” She storms away down the hallway as Mathew yells “babe” as the door slams and you hear knocking.
“Babe.” And then another slam.
“Can I see pictures now?” Parker asks, sitting on one of the chairs.
“Sir,” Andre says from the door again. “If you would like, I’ll have room service come to set up something on the terrace so we can get the room back to normal.”
“Thank you, Andre,” Allison says as she hands her mother her phone with the pictures we took last night. “I’m going to get dressed.” She turns, leaving the room.
I see Parker looking at the phone and then showing them to Cooper with tears.
“She’s…”
“I wasn’t lying before when I said she was the most beautiful bride ever.” I walk over, grabbing my phone, then handing it to them as they swipe through the pictures I took of her on the terrace. “I’m really sorry that we didn’t tell you and kept it a secret.” I shake my head. “I don’t come from a family who loves and supports each other like you guys. I have Denise and I know I would kill for her, but”—I take a big breath—“it didn’t dawn on me everything she was giving up to marry me the way she did.”
“I wouldn’t change a thing,” Allison says as she walks toward us. She has yoga pants and my T-shirt. I laugh thinking it’s her way of saying she’s all in. “We need to put out a press statement and I’m sure Doug will not be happy about all this. Why don’t we call him while you get dressed?”
I nod at her as she tells her parents that we will be right back.
The door closes behind her softly as I go to the bed and sit down on it, my head falling down with the weight on my shoulders. I close my eyes, replaying everything that just went down. I feel her hand through my hair. She places herself between my legs.
“You okay?” she asks as I raise my head to see her.
“I know how much you love your family, and I hate to put you in the position,” I start out saying as she leans down and kisses my lips.
“I love you more.” She stands up, taking her phone, and calling Doug, putting him on speakerphone.
He answers on the first ring, “This better not be a call that Matthew is in jail for beating your husband up.” He laughs out as I hear kids fighting in the background. He moves the phone from his mouth and I hear muffling. “Cooper, you need to share.” He comes back. “Sorry about that. I got the kids for the week.”