Loving You (Love Wanted in Texas)

Smiling, I replied, “Perfect.”


“Don’t get your hopes up. We still have to get her away from the other girls and the makeup and hair lady.”

“I have faith, Walker. I have a faith.”

“Glad you do,” he mumbled.

Luke came walking in with Taylor and my heart dropped. “Look who I found all alone in the house.”

Taylor smiled a brilliant smile as she walked up to me. “What in the world are you boys up to? There is so much chaos going on right now, I thought for sure Grace was about to go into labor.”

Luke laughed. “I told her Alex was having contractions. That cleared out Taylor’s room quick.”

Taylor focused on Luke. “Yes. Everyone started heading out of the room and Luke held me back. Once everyone was out of the room, we went down the back stairs where Noah and Gray were distracting everyone.”

I had to know. “How were they distracting them?”

Rolling her eyes, Taylor said, “Gray said something about you knowing some football player who was currently pulling up out front to surprise you.”

I nodded my head. “Nice.”

Walker slapped my back and said, “You have five minutes tops before we have to get you both back to the house.”

“Thanks. That’s all I need.”

Luke laughed. “Poor, Tay. Look what you have to look forward to.”

Taylor smacked him on the chest and told him to leave.

Making her way over to me, she pressed her lips together and gazed up at me through her lashes. “Everything okay?”

“Everything is more than okay, but I had to talk to you about something.”

“It couldn’t wait until after the wedding?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Last night when we walked through the finished house and I saw how happy you were, I wanted to make you even happier.”

With the sweetest smile ever, her green eyes lit up as she replied, “Jase, I am the happiest I’ve ever been. There is nothing else for you to do except marry me.”

Taking a hold of her hands, I brought them to my lips and kissed the back of each. “There is something else. I didn’t want to wait until tonight or our honeymoon because I need you to know I’ve changed my mind on something and you have to know before we get married.”

Her smile faded some.

“Nothing bad, I swear sweetness.”

Relaxing her face a bit, a look of confusion swept over it. “O-okay . . . what is it?”

I swallowed hard and glanced down. Closing my eyes, I took in a few deep breaths. Putting my attention back on her, I smiled and said, “I want to have a baby.”

Widening her eyes in surprise, she asked, “Wh-what?”

“I mean, I don’t want to focus everything on that . . . I just want to stop not trying to have a baby and see what happens.”

Her eyes built with tears while her lips trembled. “Really?”

“If you’re not ready though, I’ll wait.”

She blinked and the tears were set free. Reaching up, I wiped them away. “Please tell me they’re happy tears, Tay.”

Throwing herself into my arms, she cried harder. “Very happy tears, Jase! Very happy!”

“I knew it!” Libby called out as Jase and I broke apart and turned to her. Meagan stood next her with her hands on her hips.

“You horny little bastard. You just had to see my sister before the wedding, didn’t you? And you have her crying!”

Meagan walked up and got in my face. “You are so dead.”

Taylor took my hand in hers and squeezed and I knew that was the farthest thing I was.

“You’re wrong, future sister-in-law. I’m so alive, I want to shout it from the rooftops!”





Taylor

I stood in the mirror and took in the sight before me.

“You’re lucky that little stunt you and Jase pulled didn’t set us back,” Lauren said as she pushed the last pin in to hold on my veil.

Liza smiled and shook her head. “My goodness. Taylor you’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen. Wait until Jase sees you . . . again.”

Giggling, my mother huffed as I turned to her. “Don’t be upset, Mom. It was important.”

“Nothing is that important to go to the lengths that boy did.”

Whitley agreed. “He could have simply asked to talk to you. We wouldn’t have denied him that.”

Amanda turned to Whitley. “My heart is still pounding thinking the tents were all set up wrong.”

Hiding my smile, I looked back at myself. My wedding dress was perfect. The strapless sweetheart neckline showed off my cleavage just like my mother said it would. The silver accent belt around my waist was beautiful and added the perfect touch to the lace and satin dress. Lifting my gown, I smiled at the brand new cowboy boots the girls bought me. They each signed the bottom of the boots and I cried like a baby at my wedding shower when I opened them.

My mother walked up to me and softly said, “Taylor, it’s time, sweetheart.”