Garter Toss Novels & Stories

He said seriously. "Okay." Garrett knew that topic had ended there, so he dropped his wine glass and dive into the pool. Splash! Gabby laughs. "Gosh!" She splashed them water. "That was a great splash!" "Catch!" Eric threw the ball to Carlos as he caught it. "Gabby I guess you should chase." Blake smile. "Hey! That's unfair." Gabby pout. Carlos threw the ball to Garrett. "Don't tell me you want to back out without a trial." Garrett wink her and moved back with the ball.

"People don't expect presents or a big display. It's about being together. Community." "I see." He studied her for a moment and she fought the urge to squirm. "Did you used to wear these?" "I did, but mine weren't this fancy. Just something simple. Homemade." "I guess that's not what kids go for. What are we doing next?" Cole nodded, and she glanced at the mum. "I think...we're starting over." "I messed up, didn't I?" "I can salvage the ribbons for a garter." "A garter?" "It's what the guys wear. Smaller. Goes around the arm."

We had our father and daughter moment and I tried not to move further away from Pyotr during the party, I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. The rest of the celebration went smoothly. I was ready to throw the bouquet, since I decided I would do it anyway, and remove my shoes to check which name was out, but Simon and Allie interrupted us, informing us that Pyotr would have to remove the garter from my thigh, to throw to the bachelors. Have they lost their minds? " I'm not going to do that! " Peter retorted. " Come on, Mary," Allie hummed, "it'll be fun.”

At that moment, the sound of a servant catering to the nobility could be heard from outside the door. After a polite knock, the servant entered, carrying an oversized tray. On the tray lay nine gilded red sticks, each marked with a number and labeled with either a name or an estate. The servant explained with a smile, “This is a tradition for the Easter horse race. Before the race begins, we place bets on which horse might win. It’s just a bit of fun for the ladies. Would you like to try your luck?”

With all of these tears, I was glad I had on waterproof makeup aside from my lipstick. At that moment, I decided to throw the bouquet. All the single women gathered around, and I turned my back and tossed it. I turned around just in time to see it land in Kaileeh’s hands. Everyone clapped as she curtsied. Jarren then took the garter belt from his pocket, and all the single men made their way to the floor. He shot it up in the air, and it landed right on Garret’s head. The funny thing was he was the only person not reaching for it. I walked over and picked up the microphone.

She didn’t think that he also believed in the saying that the one who shares the bride’s bouquet is the next to be married. Tristan quickly lined up in the line of men who were to receive the garter. No one else could share that, especially after watching what Cyril did. He only used his teeth to remove the garter that was on Trisha’s thigh. The women screamed and were thrilled by what they saw. He laughed because Cyril’s head went under the hem of the gown to get the garter. Fortunately, there were no minors watching, and they were separated from the adults. “Dude, do you need help getting the garter?”

Flowers stuck out of the bouquet in odd angles as she thrust her hips and flexed her arms. I slowly let go of Freddie and went to make sure Brinley was okay. Luckily, the aunt had only taken me out in her quest to get the flowers, so Brinley was fine, if a little disappointed. At least I didn't have to take any pictures. “And now for the single men!” the MC called out. “Time for the garter toss!” Cecelia blushed prettily as they brought out a chair for her to sit on. Carlson was all smiles as he kneeled before her. Sexy music played overhead.

I thought he would pull away the garter by hand but much to my surprise, I feel him kissing my thigh before he pulls down the garter by his teeth to my feet. He stands up holding the garter in his hand while I hide behind my hands. I feel him laughing so I drop my hands to my sides to see that he is spinning the garter in the air and then suddenly he tosses it towards the guys who jump to catch it. Suddenly, someone catches it and he is none other than Noah. "No way man." He whines and stomps away from there. "Now, it's time for the flower bouquet toss." Giovanni reminds me so I get up from the chair and asks the girls to stands up together behind me.

“Barely.” He looked past me. “Where’s Chrissy?” “Ethan stole her.” “Kidnapping?” “Apparently dancing.” “Less exciting.” He nodded toward the game booths. “Come on.” “Where?” “Ring toss.” “You sound extremely confident.” “I’ve been preparing for this moment my entire life.” “It’s throwing circles at sticks.” “Every great battle sounds ridiculous when described poorly.” I followed him through the crowd. The ring toss booth stood near the edge of the courtyard, its back wall covered with stuffed animals in every size and color. Painted wooden pegs filled the counter, and stacks of brightly colored rings waited in wicker baskets.

((SENA)) I knew Rymalene intentionally did that. I didn’t even put some effort but it was fun. “Bestie! Pray for Sean to get the garter,” she said to me as an indirect invitation for Sean to stand as the other bachelors gathered. Rymalene’s garter was stripped from her. Oh my gosh, what’s that about? If Sean doesn’t get that garter, would somebody get beaten again because of me? Should I just go home?