Just then the organ began to play. Everyone stood and turned, but Kellen was still watching Atlas. “Will you move in with me?”
“Yes!” Atlas threw his arms around his mate’s shoulders.
“Did he just ask you to marry him?” Atlas’s mom squeaked.
Oh fuck. A few heads had turned his way. “No, Mom. Kellen just asked if he could give me a free oil change.”
Colt grinned. “Make sure you set a date for that.”
“Shut it,” Atlas gritted out. “If you make this worse, I swear I’ll cockblock any attempts you make at finding a twink today.”
“Shush,” his mom admonished. “Your sister is making her entrance, and all eyes should be on her.”
Colt leaned behind her and mouthed, “You could try, little brother.”
“I’ll kill him later for you,” Kellen whispered, curling an arm around him.
The organ music swelled as their father’s arm looped around Jennifer’s. Atlas’s breath caught at his sister’s radiance in her white satin gown, her hair swept up in an elegant bun. The crystal tiara glistened, a perfect complement to her glowing complexion. The way Craig gazed at his bride, it was as though he was witnessing a fairy-tale princess gliding toward him with grace and beauty.
Their mom cried into her handkerchief, and Colt placed an arm around her delicate shoulders, telling her how enchanting her daughter appeared on this special day.
Kellen gazed at Atlas with so much love in his eyes, causing tears to well up in Atlas’s own. His life now held boundless possibilities, all thanks to the man proudly standing at his side.
THE END
