Page 109 of Eleven of a Kind
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Two Months Later
Istood in the suite at the Beverly Hills Hotel with my cousins and stared at my brother.
“I can’t believe you’re getting married today.” I smiled.
“It came fast.” A grin crossed his face. “I usually hate when time flies, but in this case, I’m grateful that it did. I can’t wait to make Ava my wife.”
“I know you can’t, and I couldn’t be happier for you, my brother.” I hugged him.
“One more to go.” Christian grinned while his arm hooked around me. “You are going to marry Piper, right?”
“Yeah. I’m going to marry her. Don’t worry.”
I glanced at my watch. “I have to go. I’ll see you down there.”
I walked out of the room and went down to the suite where Ava and the girls were. Knocking on the door, a bright smile crossed my face when my beautiful girlfriend opened it.
“Damn.” I shook my head as my eyes raked over her. “You look incredible.”
“So do you, handsome.” Piper smiled as she grabbed my hand. “Get in here.”
I walked over to Ava, who stood in the middle of the room in her long, white, strapless gown, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
“You are gorgeous.” I smiled as I took hold of her hand. “My brother isn’t going to know what hit him when he sees you.” I softly kissed her cheek.
“Thank you, Gabriel.” A tender and nervous smile crossed her lips.
“Are you ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Oh, hey, Dad,” Riley said as she walked out of the bathroom.
I stood there and stared at my fifteen-year-old daughter, who looked like she could be twenty-one, with her hair elegantly pinned up and professionally done makeup. I wouldn’t lie and say a tear didn’t spring to my eye.
“You look so beautiful, Riley.”
“Thanks, Dad.” An innocent smile crossed her lips.
Piper walked over and hooked her arm around my waist.
“You’ll be walking your daughter down the aisle one day to the love of her life.”
“You had to bring that up, didn’t you?” I glanced at her.
“Yep.” She popped her lips and smiled.
All the girls left the suite to take their places.
“Thank you for walking me down the aisle,” Ava spoke.
“You’re welcome. I’m honored to walk you to my brother. There isn’t any other woman in this world who is more perfect for him. You make him so happy, Ava, and I love you for that. Are you ready to become Mrs. Grayson Kind?” I smiled as I held out my arm.
“I’m ready.”
We walked out of the suite and took our place behind the girls at the garden’s entrance. Once the music began playing, the girls walked down the aisle one by one as we stood there and watched them. Georgia was the last to walk down, and when she made it to the end, she picked her violin up from the chair and began playing the wedding march.