Billionaire, I Am Not Your Wife! novel Chapter 304

Chapter 295. Wedding Two.

CAMERON

We had chosen smaller deliberately.

Not less. Not a consolation version of something larger we hadn’t managed to organize but because we were private people and needed less people that genuinely loved us, rather than a large crowd that might not be too open minded seeing two men marry.

Lucian had been clear about this from the beginning of the planning, in the flat, practical way he was clear about most things.

“I don’t need a production,” he’d said. “I need it to be true. Those are different requirements.”

“Agreed,” I’d said.

Lake had, briefly, lobbied for something larger, on the grounds that his binder had already been extensively developed, and it seemed a shame to waste the research. We had thanked him for the binder and kept our plans exactly as they were.

Lily flew in from London where she had gone on a trip after I started coming around on Tuesday trying to make it up to Cameron, she had a degree in tourism and I had helped her start something that she always wanted to do and she had turned it into a blossoming business.

She hugged me at the airport happily. I noticed she was patiently waiting for me for so long.

“You’re shorter than I last remembered. Lucian described you as intimidating and bigger.” She teased as I rolled my eyes in exasperation.

“I am intimidating.” I concur.

“You look very manageable to me,” she said pleasantly, and picked up her own bag before I could reach for

Lake had been given the rings.

This had been his only non-negotiable request. We had given him the role partly because he’d asked, partly because saying no to Lake on something he’d decided mattered had a success rate we’d both learned not to depend on.

Drew caught my eye from the front row, his own expression the fond, patient one he deployed when Lake was being thoroughly Lake, and gave me a small nod that said, clearly: he practiced for weeks, he is ready. everything is fine.

Lake reached the front, stopped with precision, and presented the rings with both hands, like an offering.

“I have the rings,” he announced to everyone who could see this.

“Thank you, Lake,” the officiant said.

“You’re welcome.” Lake said, with great dignity, and stepped to the side.

Lily’s speech came between the ceremony and the dinner.

I had not known what to expect from it. Lucian had simply said, when I’d asked: “She’ll say what she actually thinks. That’s always what Lily does.”

She stood with the ease of someone who had never once been intimidated before by a house. She looked at Lucian, and a smile played on her lips. Then turned and looked at me.

“I want to start by telling you something about my brother that he will absolutely not want me to say in front of thirty people.”

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