Chapter 26: The Wedding Kiss
Congressman Feinstein conducted the ceremony. Marcella was too overwhelmed to even listen to anything. He was reading something or was saying something.
Marcella’s thoughts wandered off to the image of her sister in the mortuary. She couldn’t accept that she was getting married in such circumstances. But she was in a position that needed it.
Tony was standing by her side. She felt his hand slightly grazing against hers snapping her out of her reverie. She turned to look at him. He was looking to his front. She bowed her head thinking it was accidental.
But she was in for a surprise. This time Tony pinched the tip of her forefinger with his fingers gently. She jerked her head to look at him. She was sure of it this time. He still was looking to the front as if nothing was wrong.
Is he teasing me?
She couldn’t help but smile.
By Tony’s side, Gladys laughed covering her mouth. She punched his arm. "Tony, your bride can’t keep her eyes off you!"
Tony smirked shifting his legs. His shoulders shook as he tried to control his laughter. "Don’t be jealous, Gladys. I still love you," he winked.
With a smile, Marcella looked at Gladys.
"Oh, don’t say ’I love you’ to me. Your bride is not very happy about it," Gladys quipped.