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Once the guests are seated and everyone else is in place, the melodic music begins. I straighten my posture and feel my palms start to sweat. The amount of nerves I'm feeling right now rivals how I felt during the Stanley Cup finals.

The June sun shines down on us and a slight breeze tickles my face. The panoramic view of the Hudson River and downtown Manhattan surrounds us. I stand beneath a wooden arch alongside my best friends.

Olivia's family and mine are seated in the front row, behind them are some of our closest friends. Ollie and I didn't want anything extravagant and over the top. But the small and intimate ceremony does nothing to ease my nerves.

"You okay, bud?" Deacon whispers from behind me.

I slightly turn my head to him, keeping my eyes focused on the aisle. "Better than okay," I offer him a right smile.

"Will there be burgers at the reception?" Miles asks.

Deacon and I both turn our heads to face our himbo friend. "Seriously? You're thinking about food right now?"

Miles shoots us his shit-eating grin. "Always," he shrugs.

The audience quiets as my little girl toddles down the aisle with Charlie, Abigail's daughter. Bronwyn just turned one a few weeks ago but started walking when she was nine months old. My heart melts as Charlie helps my little girl toss rose petals. They wear matching dresses with feathered tutus. Bronwyn's bright blue eyes lift from her basket to meet my face. She immediately smiles, showing off her two teeth—one on the top and one on the bottom. Her little legs begin running toward me, but before she can reach me, my mom lifts Bronwyn onto her lap while Olivia's mom does the same to Charlie. Bronwyn doesn't seem to mind though because she continues to smile at me. I fucking love my life.

We turn our attention back to the aisle as Hayden is the first bridesmaid to round the corner. Her onyx hair is styled in an updo and her hands are wrapped around a bouquet of white and light pink roses. She's dressed in a V-neck, champagne gown. The color reminds me so much of Olivia the first time I laid eyes on her.

Following her is Annalise, who's wearing a matching gown. Unlike Hayden, Anna's chestnut hair is curled falling right below her shoulders. I catch her eyes move to my right, looking straight at Deacon. Her smile tenses but doesn't waiver. Then, Leo comes out in his custom suit made to fit his toddler frame. He walks confidently down the aisle with a smirk. When he reaches us, I give him a fist bump before he passes the rings to his dad and takes a seat next to his mom, Isabel.

Here it is. The moment I've been waiting patiently for since the day I proposed.

Everyone in the audience stands and turns their attention to the back. My heart is beating out of my chest as I wait for my bride. My Golden Babe.

Then, I see her. The butterflies I felt in my stomach the first night I saw her at the bar reappear in this moment.

Her white lace long sleeve dress that rests on her shoulder contrasts beautifully against her golden skin. Her long legs are concealed by the skin tight dress that trails behind her. Her brown hair is styled in a bun and adorned with crystals. Her delicate fingers grip the bouquet of flowers tightly, and I can see the small shake of her hands.

When she finally stands before me, my nervous hands grip the veil and uncover her face. When our eyes connect, I can't help but let a tear slip out. Her beautiful golden eyes glimmer with happiness. Her thumb brushes the tear off my cheek before grabbing both of my hands and stepping across of me. I see tears fall from her own eyes but her smile only grows.

The marriage officiant, Greyson's mom, smiles at us. I'm glad Elise is officiating our wedding. It's like having a piece of Grey here with me today. "We're gathered here today to witness the marriage of Parker Baylor and Olivia Monroe Windsor."

As Elise continues to talk, I gently squeeze Olivia's hands in which she returns the motion. I keep repeating to myself I am the luckiest bastard to ever love.

My focus is brought back to the present as Olivia begins her vows. "I love fairytales. When I was younger, I always dreamt of one day being a princess and falling in love with the most handsome prince. I dreamt of getting married in front of a large castle then becoming a queen. Of course, those dreams were very idealistic, but even as I grew older, my hopes never faltered. In my teenage years, I made it my mission to move to New York City, fulfill all of my aspirations, and hopefully marry the man of my dreams. Did I think I would meet that man at a bar? No. But, you Parker, have surpassed any dream my wildest imaginations could ever conjure up.

"Every day, from the first night we met, you have made my life a fairytale. You treat me like a queen and spoil our little princess. You are the sweetest person on Earth. You have the kindest soul. You are fiercely loyal and stand strongly beside me, holding me up when I am weak. You manage to make me smile when I feel blue. You love me unconditionally.

"Your smile makes my knees week. Your dimples make my stomach flutter. Your goofy personality makes me laugh hysterically. I am so blessed to have you let alone a little girl that acts exactly like you. Gosh, I am so lucky.

"So, Parker Baylor,—" Olivia slides the black titanium ring onto my finger "—I vow to honor you and respect you. I vow to comfort you in times of need, especially after the Blaze loses a game—which rarely ever happens. I promise to cheer you on with Bronwyn and our future children at every single game and celebrate all of your accomplishments. And I promise to choose you. Without a doubt, I'll choose you. I love you with all of my heart and body and soul."

The tears are falling rapidly down my face. Her words made my heart explode. "I love you," I mouth to Olivia. She smiles, "I love you too."

I take a deep breath then exhale before speaking. "My life revolves around hockey. My mind was set on playing and winning. There was no room in my life for anything else... or so I thought. Then a special long-legged, golden-eyed babe caught my eye. Little did I know you didn't only catch my eye, but you captured my heart.

I slide the gold band that matches her engagement ring onto her slender finger. "Olivia Monroe soon to be Baylor, you inspire me everyday. You are the perfect role model for not only me but every young girl out there, especially for Bronwyn. Your beauty, your grace, your wit, your determination, your heart. The list goes on.

"There isn't a single thing that I don't love about you. I vow to respect, support, and encourage you. I vow to never stop holding your hand. I vow to be the loudest one in the audience every time you step foot on the runway. I vow to give you massages after a long day. I vow to protect you always. And I vow to love you forever."

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**mature sexual content

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"God, you are so fucking beautiful," Parker whispers into my ear. My hands tightly grip his crisp black suit to keep me from falling over.

His arms wrap around the small of my back as he carries me through our massive suit. A gasp escapes my mouth as his lips kiss the sensitive spot below my ear. Once we get into the bedroom and in front of the bed, Parker's eyes take in my appearance. His eyes have now darkened from a bright blue to a stormy gray. I bite my bottom lip as I stand before him in my white silk gown that I changed into after the ceremony ended.

My body is on fire. Losing patience, my hands hurriedly reach for his belt. Parker chuckles but takes the hint. His fingers move up my waist to the zipper on the back. As he unzips my dress, I unzip his dress pants. We work quickly to get undressed, desire taking over.

He slips the dress off my shoulders and flashes me a satisfied smirk when he sees my white lingerie picked carefully for this very moment. "Mrs. Baylor, you are in for a long night." Mrs. Baylor. With that, he unclasps the back of my lace bra and removes it with ease. He grabs onto my waist and moves his head down to suck my nipple, I can't help but moan.

While he continues his gentle assault, Parker pushes down the matching underwear and plunges his rough, calloused fingers into my slick center. I grab onto his biceps as he continues moving inside me. Within seconds, I climax. He's that good.

Once I come down from my high, I reach for his cock but his hand wraps around my fist. I look up at his face with confusion. He smirks again then pushes me back onto the soft bed. Parker grabs ahold of the back of my thighs then places his head to my center. Before I can even comprehend what is happening, I feel his tongue on me. "Oh, Parker!" I grip onto his dirty blonde hair.

My back arches off the bed as his thumb circles on my clit. "You taste so sweet," he groans.

I feel a twisting in my stomach and before I know it, I'm throwing my head back while my orgasm swallows me whole. A few seconds later, my eyes flutter open and find Parker staring at me in awe, his lips glistening with my arousal.

He crawls onto the bed like a lion about to pounce on his prey. Only in this situation, I'm a prey begging for him to consume me.

Parker takes both of my arms and put them over my head, his fingers interlaced with mine.

"I love you," his eyes stare deep into mine.

"I love you, too," I whisper back, my voice full of emotion.

He slowly sinks into me, inch by inch. I wrap my legs onto his waist pulling him in deeper. Hearing my moans grow more desperate, Parker begins to fuck me. Deep and hard yet full of love and passion. With every thrust of his hips, my heart glows.

His right hand moves to my thigh to get even deeper inside of me. For the third time tonight, I'm falling into ecstasy and Parker scores a hat trick. A smile takes over my face as Parker continues to pound into me. "Baby," he breathes out.

My palms move to his reddened cheeks. With one final thrust, his warmth spreads inside of me.

Parker remains above me still moving in and out at a gentle pace. He slowly pulls out and rolls beside me. When I look at his beautiful face, he flashes me his signature, panty dropping smile. "Think we made another baby?" He jokes but I see the glimmer in his eyes. The thought of our family growing doesn't scare me at all, with Parker by my side. I smile and pull him into my embrace. "Perhaps a prince this time?"