Chapter11
The weddingof an ex-fiancé should never be fun. Belle found her seat, and two state senators swarmed to gather around her, and the governor introduced himself. Peter excused himself to go find his sister and walk her down theaisle.
Belle nodded at everyone untilshe realized she sat in front of the former president of the United States. Her job in Washington never had her in front of the important people. She held onto the pew so she'd stay onherfeet.
The entrance music for the bride started, and she stared at theaisle.
First Colt came out with John, Peter's brother, who stood right next to him at the front of thechurch.
All gazesreturned to the back and waited for Vicki to make her grand appearance, though she staredatColt.
Belle's heart felt nothing. He was her friend first, and his smile said he was happy. She swallowed and stared at the brideagain.
Jennifer, the woman who had confronted her at the party the other night, passed her in the aisle. Their gazes met, and Belle assumed the woman knew Peterwell. It was the gleam in her eye and the coldness that rushed through her that gaveitaway.
She took a deep breath and saw the next woman walk out. John's wife, Alice had a smile that would start the Fourth of July fireworks. Belle hugged her stomach. She'd never been as happy as thatwomanwas.
Then the march began. Belle's mouth fell open as she stared at how Peter walked withhis sister. The blonde, blue-eyed woman's gaze stayed on Colt, but Belle couldn't blink at the bride for more than a second. Peter Morgan was handsome. Butterflies grew in her stomach as hepassedher.
This was a dream. He then took a spot on the altar nexttoJohn.
The bride and groom held hands, and the priest spokeaboutlove.
Belle's mouth watered as she stared at Peter'slips. Part of her wanted to give in and let herself see where the spark inside her would lead. She was old enough, though her mind clouded with the thought that she should hold off until he confessed whatever it was he planned to tomorrow. There was something she hadn't put her finger on yet thatmattered.
As she sat, she crossedherlegs.
The governor said, "Is it true you representCenturyArms?"
"It is. I work on the Hill for them and secure the best possible weapons for ourmilitary."
"Not the type of girl I expect to see with Mr.Morgan."
“Peter’s a smart man.” Another reminder that they didn't match. She nodded but then her gaze returned to Peter. He stared at her, and her entire body seemed to floatinair.
The priest then said, "You maynow kiss thebride."
Belle licked her own lips and stared at Peter. Tonight, she'd ask for the kiss and more. Caution was for every other day ofherlife.
The bride and groom raced down the aisle and peopleclapped.
She lost sight of Peter in the rush. Everyone filed out of the church so she followed thecrowd.
A moment later, Jennifer stood at her side. "I see youand Peter are still talking to eachother."
This woman clearly had intentions. Belle hardened her stance. "It's not yourbusiness."
Jennifer whispered in her ear, "Peter has issues being faithful. It's why Imovedon."
Belle stepped away from being that close to her. She crossed her arms and protected her personal space. "So you and he are no longertogether?"
Jenniferwinked. "He has money, but he has trust issues with women. You'llfindout."
Her foot tapped, and it echoed on the church floor. "Thank you for your advice. Talk to youlater."
Jennifer invaded her personal space as she leaned closer. "Don't give him your heart. He'll break it and notlookback."
At the party, Jennifer had been with another guy. Belle shook her head. "I shouldgo find my friends. It was nice talking to you again,Jennifer."
