IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

Wedding Part 2

**** Side note- I think Aug got a new tat on his side/waist area. I was looking at some picture from yesterday where he pulled up his shirt and it looks like it. But I don't know. 

Anyway Amb’s wedding dress and a throwback of Amb and Aug in the m/m

Look at last chapter pics for wedding venue and the color of Aug suit and the groomsmen and bridemaids. 

John Legend’s song in the m/m  ****

AMBER P.O.V. –

“Damn man, you was about to get shot. I thought I was the only one here,” he laughed.

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I thought the same thing.”

There was an awkward moment of silence, like time stopped for a moment. Neither one of us moved, we just starred into each other’s eyes.

Despite his hair, which irked me to my core, he was extremely attractive. I could tell he was young however. I was 30 and he looked no more than 18.

I mean his skin was too flawless. I wouldn’t have known he could grow hair on his face, if it wasn’t for the puff of hair on his chin and faint mustache.

The moment stopped when I saw him look down at my chest, which because I took off my blazer, left the top half of my breast exposed. I cleared my throat, and folded my arms to cover it. This awakened him out of his day dream as well.

“My bad. I’m August,” he introduced himself. “I’m Amber. One of the attorney’s here,” I held out my hand for him to shake on impulse not realizing he was just cleaning. 

“I would shake your hand but…” he lifted his hands to indicate the clear gloves and liquid over them. “It’s fine. It’s a pleasure to meet you August.”  He bursted into laughter.

“What’s funny,” I asked confused. “Why you say it like that?”

“Say what” I scrunched my face unsure of what he was talking about. “It’s a pleasure to meet you August” he mocked me in a white person’s professional voice.

“I didn’t sound like that,” I rolled my eyes.  “Listen. It’s almost ten o’clock and on top of that we in a bathroom. You ain’t got to be professional with me” he gathered his cleaning materials.

“How should I have said it,” I turned to face him as he washed his hands. “You know, something like, what’s up Aug? Not no, “It’s a pleasure to meet you August” he mocked me again and bursted into laughter drying his hands.

“Isn’t it past your bedtime,” I gave in and laughed, because his laughter was so contagious. “That’s your way of asking me if we old enough to date,” he stopped laughing and narrowed his eyes looking at me. “What”, I said out-loud, but probably was mentally saying yes.

 

“I’m just joking with you,” he smirked. I followed him into the hall and watched as he put his things on his cleaning cart. “I’m going to go back to my office, but wanted to tell you, you had a nice voice.”

 

“Thank you,” he smiled. “You have a nice night Amber” he mocked my voice again. “You not funny,” I rolled my eyes and laughed as I headed back to my office.

I closed the door, and cheesed extra hard at what just happened. “August, August” I shook my head and went back to work.