Not sure how I feel about this one. So yeah. Review please. :)
Not mine. Don't sue.
The wedding was beautiful; modest and classic, just like her. Their vows were simple and quick. Neither had wanted a long wedding
Now, he was at the wedding watching her dance. He wished he was the one holding her close, counting the steps for her. He even wished it was his feet getting stepped on. He meant what he had said years ago; she was a dorky dancer….and it was very cute to watch.
As the song changed, he decided that it was his turn to dance with her…until the best man got to her first. Jim had never wanted to deck someone so badly in his life.
"Ohmigosh!" He heard someone shriek behind him. "Wasn't this like the cutest wedding EVER, Ryan?!"
"Yeah, it was nice."
"Well, our wedding will be better," Kelly said loudly.
Jim shook his head and smirked. Tact was never one of Kelly's strong points.
As he turned to look at the dance floor again, Jim watched the couples. Dwight and Angela were swaying ("dancing is a sin," he had heard her say one). Michael and Jan were half-dancing and half-fighting. Actually, it was more of a 75-25 split, with fighting taking the lead. Her parents were the only other couple that he recognized that were dancing. In all truth, he didn't know half the people on the dance floor.
Finally, the song ended, and Jim sprinted to the bride. She laughed as the song began and asked him why he was panting.
"I ran from the other side of the room," he informed her.
"Well, I'm a klutz when it comes to dancing, so don't expect too much."
The danced in a comfortable silence until his voice broke any train of thought she had.
"Hey, Pam, can I ask you something?"
"No, Jim, I will not prank Dwight at my wedding."
Jim laughed and shook his head.
"Yeah, not what I was going to ask."
"Okay, then, ask away."
"Are you sure you married the right guy?"
Pam looked up at him with teas in her eyes.
"What?"
"Are you 100 sure?"
"I wouldn't have gone through with it if I wasn't."
"So you married the right guy," Jim stated.
"Yes, I did."
"Okay, good."
"Jim? Do you think you married the right girl?"
Jim looked down and gave her a kiss.
"Absolutely, I do."
"I think my parents thought we were crazy when we said that during the wedding."
Jim laughed again.
"No, I'm totally serious. My dad just asked me why we said that. But anyways, I guess I'm glad I married you."
"Really? Why is that?"
"You can reach the high stuff in the cabinet."
"Is that the only reason?"
"That, and, you are extremely cute."
"We haven't even been married for 24 hours and we're already acting like a bunch of cornballs," Jim said.
Pam giggled and gave him a peck on the lips.
"I wouldn't have it any other way."