Page 66 of Rockstar Untamed
Sailor smiled up at him with tears in her eyes. “Come meet your god-daughter.”
Solly beamed up at Claudio as Sailor introduced her, and raised her arms to him. “Hug.”
Claudio laughed and swung her up into his arms. “Hello there, Solly.” He studied her dark curls, her bright green eyes, and her café-au-lait skin. He smiled at Sailor.
“She is the perfect mix of you and Bodhi.”
Sailor nodded, too emotional to speak. He was here…she’d sent him the invitation, and wrote on the back:
No pressure, but, God, it would be good to have you there.
She’d thought long and hard and then added an extra note, and now Claudio took it out of his pocket, his expression shy. “And I could not resist your kind offer so…if you would still like it, I would be honored to walk you down the aisle.”
Sailor burst into tears but smiled, nodding. “Oh yes, please, please…”
Five minutes later, she had gathered herself as the music began to play outside. Claudio nodded to her. “Are you ready, Sailor?”
“I am.”
He held out his arm, and she took it, his hand supporting her as they walked to the door. Solly ran ahead, at full speed but Sailor didn’t care. Everything was perfect now.
Bodhi couldn’t believe his eyes. For a moment, all he had seen was his beautiful fiancée walking towards him, dressed in a simple but beautiful white dress. It took a second to register who was walking with her, supporting her. His eyes met Claudio’s and his friend, his best friend since childhood, acknowledge him with a nod and a tentative smile, before looking back to the woman beside him, with nothing but admiration and love in his eyes. As they approached, Bodhi stepped down to take Sailor’s hand from Claudio, and there was an unspoken communication between to the two men.
Sailor murmured a thank you to Claudio, and he stepped back and took his place next to Bodhi’s mom. Vittoria was already crying.
Stunned by Claudio’s appearance, Bodhi nevertheless now had only eyes for one person. His Sailor, his love.
“You look beautiful,” he whispered to her, “I love you.”
“I love you,” she whispered back and grinned. Bodhi reached out and put his hand on her eight-and-a-half-months pregnant belly. Sailor had given him a Christmas gift after all.
In moments, they were officially married, and the party had begun. Bodhi and Claudio spent time alone talking to each other, encouraged by Sailor, who didn’t mind sharing her husband on this day. Her friends, Bay and Tom Meir, Emily Moore and Dash Hamilton, were there, Evan Teal had come stag and Sailor was determined to fix the shy man up. Friends of Bodhi’s were there, Grady and Flori Mallory, and Maceo and Orianthi Bartoli, as well as other people from the local village.
The wedding part went way long into the night. Guest started to drift away until just a few were left, sitting around the garden, the trees lit up with lanterns, a small brazier warming the already hot night. Sailor sat, wrapped in her new husband’s arms, perched on his lap and smiled up at him.
“Now I can believe we’ve made it, hubby.”
Bodhi chuckled. “Me too, wifey. And later, when all these freeloaders have gone, I’ll show you just how much I love you.”
Sailor chuckled, brushing her lips. “Well, I hate to break it to you, Mr. Creed, but I think your baby son has other ideas.”
Bodhi suddenly felt a dampness on his leg. Sailor looked guilty as she grinned at him. “Oops.”
Bodhi groaned and laughed at once. “Girl, you have the worst timing. Come on, let’s get you to hospital…”
Bodhi gazed down at his newborn son with wonder in his eyes. Sailor grinned at his expression. “He looks just like you, gorgeous,” she said, “Come sit with me.”
She shifted over in the bed and Bodhi perched next to her, cradling Adamo Timothy Claudio Creed in his arms. “He’s perfect.”
Sailor smiled up at her husband, her heart at peace at last. “Just like his father,” she whispered, and Bodhi tilted her face up so he could kiss her and show her just how much he loved her.
The End.