Xander
The violins began to play and the back doors opened. I looked up to see my father and mother being escorted down the isle to their seats. Next came Sierra's mom, who was holding little Andrew. He giggled and clapped his hands as on lookers smiled at him.
Then, from the corner of my eye, I saw her. My bride. Her dress hugged every curve in her body. The slight v-neck that showed a glimpse of her chest drove me slightly wild.
Her dad gave me her hand as she made it to the end of the isle. I kissed her hand, and then I guided her to our spot.
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"Sierra, your vows." The preacher spoke, then Sierra nodded as she pulled out a small piece of paper.
Xander,
When I first met you outside your office, I would never have known that we would be here today. Then, when we were so wr
