Wedding Rendezvous

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Chapter 2


She was easy to spot in the crowd and not just because she was one of the bridesmaids. I took in every curve of her small hourglass figure. Her long, auburn hair fell in waves on her bare shoulders. It was hard not to notice her breast as the exquisite rhinestone necklace sat upon the excess that bubbled out the top of her dress. A matching rhinestone bracelet sparkled as she brushed her hair behind her ears, revealing the beautiful earring beneath. The set must be worth a small fortune. I had noticed that all the bridesmaids wore a similar set, so they were likely provided by the newlyweds. No surprise, considering how elaborate the whole event had been.

I had to at least introduce myself to this woman. Casually I made my way over to her, watching her as she scanned the room, as if looking for someone.

“Excuse me,” I said, bumping into her subtly.

She turned to me, her emerald green eyes sparkled as I reached out, placing my hand on her arm.

“I’m really sorry miss…” I apologized, fishing for her name.

“Oh, it’s alright. I’m Naomi,” she said, extending her hand.

I gently took her soft hand into mine, taking a moment to examine the fine bracelet, then placed a kiss on the top of her hand. She smiled, shifting on her feet.

“Pleasure to meet you Naomi. I’m Emeric.”

“Likewise,” she responded, blushing. “I had better join the bride and groom,” she said, motioning towards the head table where the wedding party had started to gather.

“Of course. Don’t want to keep them waiting,” I said, finally releasing her hand.

I stood and watched as she made her way through the crowd. She looked back to see if I was still watching. I did not look away. She grinned and quickly looked back to where she was headed.

“That’s an amazing woman,” I muttered to myself.

I continued to watch her as the meal was served and the wine started to pour. When she finally located my table, I noticed she would look my way frequently. I was going to have to ask this woman to dance. She had everything I wanted.

After the toasts and speeches, the bride and groom took to the dance floor. It was almost time for me to make my move. I went to the bar to get a bourbon to steady my nerves. As I sat at the bar, I searched the crowded dance floor until I had spotted her.

Shit. One of the groom’s men had already made a move and was leading her to the dance floor. I decided to let her enjoy a dance with him. I would try on the next song. But to my disappointment, they continued to dance into the next song. I finished my drink and headed out to the dance floor. A slow song, perfect.

“Mind if I cut in?” I asked with my hand out, sure she would take it.

They both looked at me with opposite expressions. Hers was a beautiful smile. Where his was more of a look of annoyance but I most certainly did not care.

“Not at all,” he said, seeing Naomi place her hand into mine.

I placed my hand on her hip and gently pulled her in close. There was no resistance as she stared into my eyes, pressing her breasts into my chest. The sparkle of the numerous stones caught my eye again.

“That is a beautiful necklace,” I said. I’m sure she thought I was just staring at her tits. I honestly wasn’t... mostly.

“Thank you. But it’s not mine. Borrowed from our hosts I’m afraid,” she said with an exaggerated frown.

“It is an unnecessary accessory for a woman as beautiful as you,” I said, laying it on thick.

She turned her head shyly, but only for a moment. “Thanks. And that is a fine tux.”

“Had to blend in at such an extravagant affair,” I replied, puffing my chest up slightly.

“You wear it well,” she flirted, giving me a wink.

“And I’m sure you look stunning in anything… and nothing,” I said, picturing her body underneath the dress.

She laughed and again turned her head away, her cheeks blushed red. “You are a bold man, Mr. Emeric.”

“Only when I see something I want.”

“Oh, I see. And what is it that you want?”

“To kiss you.”

“I’m not a public display kind of girl Mr. Emeric,” she said coyly.

“Then perhaps we should get some air. I hear the gardens in the back are like no other.”

“They are beautiful. But they will be cutting the cake soon, don’t want to miss that.”

“After then?”

She smiled. “Sure. Meet me by the pond.”

“I will be there,” I said, as the song came to an end. I took a step back still holding her hand. I bowed, lifting her hand to my lips. “Enjoy your dessert, Naomi,” I said, giving her a wink.

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