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"Just think, only a week from now we'll officially be each other's husband. I don't give a damn about the law. In every way that counts we'll belong to each other," Jack said sincerely.
"We already do babe, I love you so much," Brad said with a tender smile.
"I love you too, darlin'," Jack said, before turning off the light.
Before they knew it, the next week had flown by. It was 8:00 AM on Saturday, March 3, Brad and Jack's wedding day. The ceremony was to be held at 2:00 PM in Miz Vivian's back yard, weather permitting, which it certainly was going to be since it was sunny and predicted by be nearly 70 degrees on this beautiful, unseasonably warm late winter day.
Brad awoke Jack with a tender kiss that morning, and they made love slowly and tenderly before getting ready for their big day.
That afternoon, all of their friends were there for the ceremony. A classical piece they both liked played softly as they stood together on the small altar that had been constructed in front of a sea of chairs. Barney had decorated everything gloriously in shades of white and green, giving the wedding a very spring feel.
Brad and Jack recited their own simple vows to one another, and Miz Vivian, who they had asked to perform the ceremony pronounced them, in her own unique way, "Husbands, even if this damn backwards state doesn't think it's legal yet - now kiss him, Bradley!"
Brad did as instructed, and he and Jack kissed long and passionately as everyone applauded.
The reception was in a tent nearby, and followed the ceremony immediately. When it was nearly over, Miz Vivian came over to Brad and Jack. "I need to talk to you boys before you leave, even though I know you have to be in a hurry to get going."
"Well, our train doesn't leave Ashland until 10:08 tonight," Brad explained.
"I thought you might want a little alone time before then, Miz Vivian said with a naughty wink. Brad and Jack both blushed just a little, and then laughed.
They followed Miz Vivian into the study, after letting some of their friends and family know they would be back outside before everyone left. Hank was there in the study waiting.
"What's up, is something wrong?" Jack asked in concern.
"Not at all," Hank said with a grin.
"Sit down boys," Miz Vivian said with a smile. Jack and Brad sat down, and Miz Vivian continued talking, "Y'all know that Hank has that big ol' family home of his. Now that we're married, I'm going to move into it with him. You also know that my son Tony, the doctor, and his snobby wife barely have anything to do with me and don't give a shit about this Inn."
Brad and Jack looked uncomfortable, like they didn't quite know what to say.
"It's OK, I know y'all know that," Miz Vivian said with a wave of her hand. "They have that big contemporary monstrosity of a house and don't care about this house - or even me - all that much. And you also know that my nephew in Georgia will inherit the family plantation where I lived before moving here someday, since he loves it - and me."
Brad and Jack both nodded slowly, wondering where all of this was heading.
Miz Vivian finally concluded her news. "Well, I have decided - and Hank agrees - that we are going to give this property to you. Hank has the papers all drawn up, all you have to do is sign, and you've got yourselves an Inn and Mercantile!"
Brad and Jack's mouths both fell open. They were truly shocked. They finally both started to protest about how they could not possibly accept such a huge gift, on top of everything else Miz Vivian had already done for them.
"Nonsense. Truth is I just bought this old place as a tax write-off, and for a change of scenery from back home. Well, I've come to love it, and I know Bradley has loved it for years, and you've lived right across the street forever, Jack," Miz Vivian reasoned. "Y'all will take care of this place and live in it. Brad already does a fine job running the store and the inn. And this way you can rent your house across the street out - that is if that is what you want to do - and y'all can live here. Brad can run the inn, you can still be on the force, and with the money the store and inn take in, along with your police salary and the income from your all's part of the water plant - you should be able to live comfortably and maintain this place and enjoy it for many years to come."
The guys knew all of this was true, and after much more protest, then immense thanks and some tears, they signed on the dotted line. Hank assured them he'd take care of everything down at the courthouse on Monday, and that when they got back from their honeymoon, they'd officially own the Historic Thomason House Bed and Breakfast and Miz Viv's Mercantile.
Brad, Jack, Hank, and Miz Vivian returned to the party. They shared the unbelievable news with their friends and family, who were all overjoyed for them as well. The reception went on for a good while longer with just the closest friends and family, before it finally started to wind down.
"I love you son, enjoy your honeymoon. I love you too Bradley - son!" Alice Albertson said with a bright smiling, hugging them both and giving them kisses on the cheek.
"Take good care of him," Billy Jack Albertson said with a big grin, patting Brad on the back. "Love you son, have fun in New Orleans!"
"Enjoy yourselves!" Barney Finkster rasped, with Billy Jack holding his hand.
"We will, Barney," Brad said. "Looks like you two could be next at the altar!"
Billy Jack and Barney both grinned, laughed, and blushed at that.
Brad and Jack hugged and shaked in turn with Eric and Justin, Bubba and James, and Jody and Blake, as well as many of their other friends and family members, all of whom wished them happiness and a wonderful honeymoon.
Tin cans were tied to the back of Antonio and Bobby's car, since they had agreed to drive Brad and Jack to Ashland. The guys were catching Amtrak's Cardinal there, in Bobby's Northeastern Kentucky hometown of Ashland, to start their honeymoon journey first to Chicago, then on to New Orleans.
In the car on the way up to Ashland, Brad told Bobby again how glad he was that they had reconciled their friendship. Alejandro was staying with Bobby and Antonio while the guys were gone on their honeymoon, and Brad insisted that if Bobby and Antonio ever got a place that allowed pets, they could have him back. "I love this little guy, and you are my best friend," Bobby said. "I do miss you both, but now we can come visit whenever we want - you two will have a WHOLE INN after all!"
"I still can't believe it, I've loved that big, beautiful old house ever since I was a little kid," Brad said.
"Me either, Miz Vivian is beyond wonderful to us," Jack commented.
Before the guys knew it, Bobby and Antonio were standing on the depot's platform, with Bobby holding Alejandro tight. The Cardinal came roaring in to a stop, right on time at 10:08 PM. Everyone hugged and said goodbye, and soon Brad and Jack were in their bedroom on the train's sleeper car. After tipping and thanking their Sleeping Car Attendant, Jack then locked the door and closed the blinds.
As the train rushed northwest at 79 MPH up the old C&O line, Brad and Jack were soon making love in the bottom berth of their sleeper bedroom. Jack fucked Brad tenderly, and they both kept their voices quiet as they made love, well aware of the thin sleeper walls. Soon they were both cumming. They cleaned up, then lay back down together, both of them on then wide lower bedroom berth. They opened the window blind back and moonlight streamed in, allowing them to lie in one another's arms and gaze out at the Ohio River as they rolled along toward Chicago through the night.
"Do you think you'll like Chicago, Bradley?" Jack asked.
"I'm sure I will, but I'm looking forward to New Orleans even more," Brad commented.
"When we get back, the water plant will be opening up soon. And now we'll be getting settled into Miz Vivian's - I mean OUR - house too!" Jack said with a smile.
"Yes, are you sure you want to rent yours out?" Brad asked.
"OURS, Jack corrected gently. And, yes, it makes sense to do that. Eric will do a fine job running the plant, and you'll do a fine job with the inn. And of course I plan on staying on the force for a long time to come. And remember, when we want to get away from it all, we'll have the cabin on the mountain to go to as well."
Brad looked out at the moonlight on the river, as the train's whistle sounded melodically ahead. He squeezed Jack tight. "This is all like a wonderful dream, Jack. I love you so."
"This dream is just beginning, Bradley. I love you with all my heart, and I always will," said Jack. They kissed again, as the train rolled on through the moonlit Kentucky night.
THE END!!!!
Thank you again everyone, so much, for your support of this story over the past several months! I don't plan to do another series after this, but I may from time to time do some one-off (pun intended!) stories on here with other characters. Feel free as always to email me at bradleyjcarson@gmail.com