My Ex-Stepfather

Chaper 81

Angel-

"Jerica, your need to blend better. Your hickeys are showing babe."

"Bitch what hickey?" She snaps as she looks back at me while we make our way to the balcony where the ceremony will be, I smirk and poke the slightly purple patch on her neck and she winces. "Knew you liked him."

"I like his dick, he's still an annoying fuckboy."

"Awww I'm going to tell your boo-bear you said that." I tease and she rolls her eyes before turning towards me fully.

"You're ready for this right?" She asks and I nod, "This is a big deal. You're getting married." She adds softly and I hug her.

"I'll still be your best friend and there whenever you need me." I assure her before wiping at a tear.

"I just can't believe you and Harry are getting married, this is crazy." She says softly as she pulls away.

"The best kind of crazy." I smile before looking past her and see my father talking to Gemma, his back is to me and he's standing close to her. I can see Gemma's eyes crinkle as say something, my eyes widen to see my dad lean in and press a soft kiss to her cheek as she blushes profusely.

I watch him turn and walk over to us, Jerica leaves to join Gemma and prepare for the walk down the aisle. "Something you need to tell me dad?" I ask with my brow cocked, he blushes and looks back at Gemma who is still gazing dreamily at him. He looks back at me as I fold my arms over my chest.

"Today is Harry and yours, no one else's." He whispers and I shake my head.

"You never dated after the divorce dad, all I want for you is to happy." I say softly as I reach up and brush something off his collar.

"She's too young for me-"

"She's like ten years younger, that's not that bad of a gap. Plus Alexa could use a father figure." I point out and he shakes his head.

"Can I marry off my only kid before I think about taking another on?" He teases and I giggle, "You look beautiful Angel. Your grammy wanted to see this day more then anything, she said from the first time you wore a pretty dress that one day you would be an angelic bride."

"Well, Angelic is my name." I smirk as the string quartet starts up.

"You nervous?" He whispers as Gemma begins to walk down the aisle.

"Not at all." I reply while looking ahead as I try to catch a glimpse of my awaiting groom, as Jerica starts her walk he finally comes into view.

Harry's standing with his hand together in front of him, he's wearing a black suit with beautiful velvet details and a lavender shirt that's unbutton at the top. It would normally not look formal but on Harry it is and it's perfect. I kiss Ariel's head before he escorts Alexa down the aisle and my father turns to me.

"No turning back?" He asks as the music changes and everyone rises.

"Hell no." I reply and he smiles before leading me out to the aisle, our small group of family and friends smile as I make my way down towards Harry who is struggling to hold himself together. Don't cry , I mouth and he smiles before wiping them away and looking back at me. Just as we begin our final steps I mouth I love you to him and he winks at me.

My father reaches out and shakes Harry's hand before kissing my cheek, handing Harry my hand and taking his seat in the front row. He smiles at Gemma who beams giddily back at him causing Harry to pucker his lips thoughtfully as he shoots them a look.