Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
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Quinn laughed and clapped to the music as he watched Raelynn and Sebastian dance. It was so them. After that, the bridal party went to their seats and they danced to a slower song with their son Michael, now eight months old, held in between them. Quinn sat next to Margot and put his arm around the back of her chair as they watched them sway to the music.
After the song ended, Sebastian handed Michael back to Raelynn’s mom, and the two of them went to their table. Then Henry got up to make his Best Man speech. The DJ handed him the mic, and Henry made his way to the dance floor, which was in the center of the room.
“Good evening everyone. If you have no idea who I am, I am Sebastian’s older brother and Best Man, Henry Beck. This is my second time around as Sebastian’s Best Man, and hopefully the last,” Henry said, turning to give Sebastian a pointed look. Sebastian smirked and nodded. “Anyway…it takes a special kind of woman to be able to put up with Sebastian day in and day out. He’s a nightmare to live with, I know this personally, and God knows he’s the only one on this earth who could annoy the crap out of even the most patient of souls.” The crowd laughed as Sebastian scratched his nose with his middle finger. “Raelynn is definitely special; she is an amazing woman, who has become the center of my brother’s world. It is very easy to see that they are completely in love with each other and their son. I could not ask for a better sister-in-law, and I pray that she can put up with all of Sebastian’s flaws for the rest of their lives.” Henry finished with a wink at Raelynn. The crowd clapped and cheered as Henry went over and gave Sebastian and Raelynn both a hug and a kiss before taking a seat.
Dinner came next, buffet style, and it was delicious. After dinner, the real drinking started. The women went to the dance floor, while the men headed for the bar. Quinn, his brothers, and some friends did about five shots before grabbing a beer each. An hour in and Quinn was feeling pretty good. He took his bottle of beer and went to find Margot, who was on the dance floor in a group of women dancing to Don’t Stop the Party by Pitbull. Quinn sidled up behind her and slipped an arm around her waist. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled when she saw it was him. Margot turned in his arms and grabbed his loosened tie, tugging him down for a kiss.
“Are you drunk already, mon amour?” Margot asked, as her eyebrows rose in surprise.
Quinn shrugged. “I figured you would want me to dance with you. Well, drunk is the only way that’s gonna happen.”
She laughed. “Oh, so you got drunk for me?”
He nodded and smiled lazily. “Exactly.”
Margot laughed again. “Alright, then let’s dance.”
Margot yanked his tie, making him step closer to her. She then turned, tie still in hand, as she put her ass right against his groin and started grinding against him. Quinn fought to keep his eyes from rolling into the back of his head. He was a decent dancer; he just didn’t have the balls to do it unless he was drunk. Right now, he couldn’t give a shit either way. Margot was the sexiest dancer he has ever seen, and he would dance with her sober if she ever asked. Henry and Claire suddenly appeared in front of Margot. Henry swung Claire around, pushed her back up against Margot’s front, and started dancing in front of Claire.
“It’s a double stuffed Beck man-sandwich!” Henry shouted over the music.
Margot and Claire started cracking up. Henry turned and started backing his ass up into Claire. Jesus Christ, his brothers were totally insane. Quinn couldn’t help but laugh, especially when Claire and Margot started spanking Henry’s ass. His jealousy was nil and void when he was drunk, plus Henry was married and his wife was involved in the spanking. He could not wait to see what this wedding video was going to look like.
Three hours in and Quinn was surprised he was still standing. He was still dancing with Margot when the song Apache by Sugarhill Gang, came on. Sebastian grabbed him and yanked him to the middle of the dance floor where the crowd was making a circle. Quinn lost his vest and tie, and his shirt was open, revealing his undershirt, still miraculously tucked in. Quinn stood across from Christian, while Henry and Sebastian stood across from each other, so they looked like a square. Beck Squared, ha! Holy shit, he was really drunk. Someone took his beer bottle out of his hand, no idea who did it, but he would need both his hands free for what was about to happen. This was totally unrehearsed and never discussed, but he knew exactly what Sebastian wanted him to do, and Quinn was blaming Will Smith for this.