All He Wants:Billy & Maxi

By: Melanie Shawn

“Well, son…” The Colonel slapped him on his shoulder. “When you get your ducks in a row, you don’t waste any time, do ya?”

“No, sir.” Billy smiled. Or continued smiling was more like it. He’d been doing it all day. He was surprised he could still feel his cheeks.

“Good job.” The Colonel beamed. “I’m proud of you, son.”

“Thank you, Colonel. For everything.”

“Oh and Charlie just told me that you’re going to be training that boy that saved Maxi.”

“Yep. Carter Simpson. He’s gonna start training next week. He has a mean right hook.”

When Billy had seen the security footage of what happened in the lobby before he got there, he’d felt even more grateful for how everything turned out. If Bonnie and Clyde hadn’t slipped out of their owner’s grasp and Carter hadn’t knocked Angelo out cold things could have turned out very, very differently. But he didn’t want to think about that, not on his wedding day.

“Yoohoo, do you want to dance?” Billy turned and saw Jessie and Zach’s landladies Margie and Mabel, who referred to themselves as the M&M sisters, beelining it across the dance floor in their direction. They both had a fondness for the Colonel.

When Billy turned back to say that he was pretty sure The Colonel was their target, he was surprised that he was no longer beside him. The Colonel was like a ninety-year-old ninja. That man was his hero.

The music slowed and Maxi left the group that she’d been dancing with, and was heading straight towards him. She wore a simple white dress that hugged her body in all the right places and he couldn’t wait to tear off of her. Her hair fell loosely around her shoulders and her cheeks were flushed. His smile defied physics and grew even wider with every step she took. When she was an arm’s length away she held out her hand. “I want to dance with my husband.”

“I can make that happen,” he said as he closed the distance between them and pulled her into his arms.

As they began slowly swaying back and forth her head shot off his chest. “Oh, did I tell you I know who trouble is?”

“Excuse me?” He had no idea what she was talking about.

“Trouble,” she said excitedly. “I know who he is.”

Billy narrowed his gaze. “How much have you had to drink?”

She swatted his arm playfully. “I’m not drunk. Don’t you remember Stephanie talking about her neighbor? Trouble.”

“Oh, right, yeah the guy that was working on his bike and she couldn’t sleep.”

Maxi nodded and her eyes widened. “It’s Ace.”


“Yep. Ace.” She tilted her head to the side motioning for him to look to her left.

When he did he saw Ace talking with Seth, Dax and Nate at the edge of the dance floor.

“She choked on her champagne when she saw him walk in. I asked what was wrong and she said that’s him. That’s trouble. She’s been avoiding him all night.”

Billy remembered how uninterested Ace had seemed with Cora and figured it probably wouldn’t be that difficult to fly under his radar.

Apparently marriage had turned Maxi into a mind-reader because she shook her head. “He’s different with Stephanie. He’s been eyeing her all night. When she goes to the bar, he ends up there. Now she’s on the dance floor,” she motioned behind her to where she was dancing with the Colonel, “and there he is. It’s like a game of cat and mouse. He can’t go more than a minute without looking at her.”

As if on cue, Ace glanced over at Stephanie, holding his stare just a second longer than a cursory glance.

“Damn, I think you’re right.”

“I am right.” She said confidently. “And you should get used to saying that.”

He tightened his hold around her waist and lifted her up, spinning her around several times causing her to giggle and hold him tighter before setting her feet back on the ground.

“I always knew you’d sweep me off my feet,” she beamed up at him.

“Yeah, I’m a regular Prince Charming,” he teased.

“You are.” Her eyes brimmed with sincerity and love. “You’re my Prince Charming.”

After everything that had happened, everything that they’d been through, Billy knew that he couldn’t control everything. But being the man that deserved that look in her eyes was something he could control. And he planned on spending the rest of his life making sure he was.