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she gave him a saucy wink for
good measure.
    He
frowned. Ah, a challenge. Maybe he preferred skinny women. Guess she just might
have to try and change his mind.   
    Good,
she had something to look forward to.
    A
wedding should never be boring.
      
    *  *  *
               
    “Never
thought I’d see the day Reverend Sinclair would be willingly tying the knot
between his perfect daughter and the Badass of Kerr County,” Noah whispered in
Joseph’s ear as they watched Isaac and Avery light the unity candle. George
Strait sang I Cross My Heart as the bride and groom took two flames and
made them one.   
               
Joseph cut his eyes at his brother, holding back a knowing grin. “The idea of a
grandchild makes all the difference, even to a strait-laced man of the cloth.”
               
“What did you say?” Noah said too loudly, causing most every eye in the place
to focus on him. He put his hand over his mouth, coughed and looked down. “Are
you saying Avery’s pregnant?” he whispered.
               
Joseph chuckled, enjoying that he’d known something before his brother.
Actually, it was hard to keep up with this family. They were marrying and
giving in marriage, getting pregnant, giving birth and changing more rapidly
than anyone had thought possible.
               
To the right, the loves of the McCoy men kept a close eye on their counterparts
to the left. Libby wiggled her nose at Aron, rubbing her very pregnant tummy.
She gazed at him with adoring eyes, telling him without words she was glad he
was home and couldn’t wait till their babies entered the world. She raised
Avery’s bouquet to her nose and sniffed the flowers, obviously happy that her
family was seeing better days.
    A
swell of organ music accompanied Avery and Isaac back to their appointed place
in front of her father just in time for him to pronounce them husband and wife.
               
“It is with, uh, pleasure…” he began and Aron, who was standing to Isaac’s
right, couldn’t help but laugh at the preacher’s discomfiture. Reverend
Sinclair stared over with a glare at the eldest McCoy as he declared, “As I
said, it is with pleasure that I introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Isaac McCoy.”
               
 A burst of rowdy cheers echoed through the pavilion as Isaac led a
beaming Avery down the aisle, followed closely by Aron and Libby, Jacob and Jessie,
Joseph and Cady, and Noah and Skye. Nathan had given the bride away and filed
out behind them along with his girlfriend Tina, who had served as flower girl.
    As
people made their way toward the reception area, the McCoy cousins gathered to
one side. “Zane’s here.” Philip pointed at his lawyer across the room.
    “We’ll
catch up with him.” Heath acknowledged the lawyer with a wave. “Now let’s get
something to drink, I’m parched.” Actually, he was feeling a little warm. The
hot little brunette who’d eye-fucked him on her way
out of the ceremony had made his libido roar into overdrive.
    To
tell the truth, he’d dreaded coming to this wedding. If the groom hadn’t been
one of his newfound family, he would’ve avoided the place like the plague. The
last time he’d been in a church it had been him standing by the preacher,
waiting and watching for a bride who never chose to walk down the aisle. Amy
had left him standing there like a fool. She’d been a runaway bride and he had
been the joke of the day. To this day, Heath could still feel the pang of the
knowledge that Amy had just decided she didn’t want him. Heath had been
rejected and found wanting by the one woman he’d vowed to love above all
others.
    His
family had rallied around him, but Heath had been humiliated. How could a
person change overnight like she had? Or had he been blind all along? Maybe Amy
had never been the woman he’d built her up to be. Heath had put her on a
pedestal and literally worshiped the ground she walked