It was January third and all seemed right with the world. Megan had nearly made Selena deaf by screaming into the phone when Selena had told her the wedding was back on. Christopher had let Selena decide if she wanted to go back to work or not. She didn’t see the point since she would have to quit again in a month because of the spousal in-department policy. He had been fine with her decision, but he had asked if she would sit in on the interviews of the final applicants and she had agreed to do so.Christopher had asked Selena to the Hudson mansion for an early brunch. It appeared he really was trying to make more of an effort to treat Selena like a partner - not an employee who aggravated him.William walked her to the sunroom. She was surprised to see another man, who was standing on the far side of the room. He appeared to be in his early forties with dark brown hair. He was wearing a white tie, a white dress shirt, and a dark blue suit.The table was

            Selena tilted her head up to him as his thumb caressed the edge of her chin. She started breathing heavy under the gaze of his heavy lids. Christopher laid his lips on hers. He gently massaged them.            Selena opened for him. Taking the invitation, he dipped inside. His tongue slowly explored her mouth as he untied her robe. Selena reached out, placing her hands on his abdomen. Christopher slowly retreated his warmth as she undid the sash in his robe. Selena moaned against him as she felt his muscles. Her hands slid up his bare chest as they began to lap at each other lips.            A low rumble came from him as his hand slid from her neck all the down to her breast. She gasped against his mouth as he squeezed her C-cup. Christopher broke the kiss and grabbed her waist. He pulled at h

            Selena had never received so many gifts at one time. She had gotten so much lingerie that she could open her own boutique. They had also played a drinking game that had almost all of them two sheets in the wind. Joanna was the only one still sober. She had opted out of the game.            The girls started telling bad date stories. Selena excused herself to use the bathroom. She walked to the bedroom and used the bathroom adjacent to it. When she walked out, she sat on the edge of the queen size bed. She thought about tomorrow and then her mind drifted to after tomorrow. What would married life be like now she knew she loved Christopher?            The door cracked open. Beverly stuck her head inside. “Hey, are you okay?” Her brown hair had grown another inch since December.

            When Christopher opened his eyes again it was daybreak. The black man, who Christopher learned last night was called Cootie, looked down at him.            “Hey, playa, you awake?” Cootie asked.            “Yeah,” he answered hoarsely. He had a headache. “Ah, shit.” He slowly sat up. Cootie backed away to give him some room. Christopher looked around the room.Riley and Allen were dead asleep in armchairs with their flies open and their shoes off. The rest of his frat brothers were gone. Trevor and Bruce were no were to be seen. A few of the strippers were putting on coats.“What time is it?” Christopher asked weakly.“It’s almost seven a.m. Look man, I know you busy today, but I can’t leave without the rest

            Christopher tried not to roll his eyes when Heather entered the limo. She had on gold wire-rimmed glasses, a white coat buttoned up to her neck, black stockings, and black high heels. A black purse hung from her shoulder and she was carrying a clipboard. The back of the car was getting full. It took her fifteen minutes to show up, which told Christopher that Kilmer had to convince his wife to come – and to ride to the church while she treated him.            “Before I do anything, I need you to sign these forms,” she said without saying hello first.            “I can’t,” Christopher bit out.            “Can’t move your hands either, huh?” she said. He could have sworn he heard a