Ian's smile lit up the whole room. I knew that was a clique thing to think but it was true. His words had sounded quite formal for him, I could tell he was messing around.
I knew he wasn't going to sit where most people did when they visited, either on a chair in the corner of the room or at the end of the bed, though I knew whatever, that wasn't going to happen as this was his room and well, I was his, equally he was mine. "Come here Ian." I said with a bright smile, my body resting on its side, my arms outstretched to him. He met my bright smile with an even brighter smile of his own, a slight naughty edge to it before he made his way over to me. "Well if you insist." he chuckled before we were quickly wrapped up into each other, his arms pinning me down onto the mattress on my back, my arms were wrapped around his broad shoulders as we slowly moved our faces closer to one another, eyelids fluttering shut before I could feel his warm, soft lips pressed gently against mine. My heart skipped a beat at this moment, this simple show of affection, so I couldn't help but feel like I was floating, like I was losing consciousness when our kiss fired up, one of his hands trailing up my body as he lowered his to mine carefully, almost like he was afraid to break me. If it wasn't for the movement of his lips on mine, I would have thought it, but with this fire burning, I knew different. We stayed on the bed like this for a minute longer, just taking each other in before Ian slowly pulled back, our breathing quick before laying down him self by the right side of me and pulled me to his body, my ear pressed to his heart, my left hand flat on his stomach.
The faint smell of dust and salt lingered in the air, faint from our clothes but neither of us minded, it was comforting to me at least. He placed his hand into my mane of hair, twirling the strands between his fingers, neither of us speaking yet as we let this brief moment of quiet sweep over us, it felt so good, we knew it wouldn't last. A soft contented sigh escaped from Ian's lips before he started to speak softly, quietly, the first words to come from either of our lips for a couple of minutes. "Today's made me realize something..." Oh, here we go. Melanie was right...sort of, Ian was going to mention that this wedding made him think about us, I knew I was getting ahead of myself and I wasn't someone who expected people to like me too easily, but after Mel's comment, those niggling thoughts about myself were erased for a little bit. "What's that then?" I asked softly, sweetly as I trailed my thin little finger across Ian's stomach, my head tilted up to look at him with big eyes. He seemed to be caught up in thought, but I knew he did hear me as he started to talk once more, my mind expecting him to mention us two but his words went on another direction. "Mel's and Jared's wedding has made me think that we can live normally...well how we used to." It sounded like he was going to carry on talking, but he stopped. I slowly nodded before moving my head back to rest on Ian's stomach, my eyelids slowly shutting, not out of tiredness but out of relaxation. I had been selfish to think he was thinking about us like that.
I must have caused Ian to worry with me not speaking again as he suddenly pulled himself up onto the bed, leaving me to slide off his body and land flat onto the mattress. "Are you okay Wanda?" I quickly adjusted myself to face him again, my body upright and turned slightly to face Ian, his facial expression showing his worry. My words seemed to flow jaggedly out from behind my lips as I tried to reassure Ian that I was okay. "I'm fine. Why shouldn't I be?" I replied quickly as a small false smile appeared on my lips. I didn't want Ian to see that I was sad about his words, I mean we did love each other and that was good enough. My stupid human emotions were playing me up once more. Ian frowned slightly at me, he knew I was lying but he didn't ask anymore. Maybe he knew what I was thinking, I had been told, now in this new body, that I was as open as a book. That was another human saying I found both strange and amusing.
To change the subject, I began to talk about the wedding but Ian started to talk at the same time I did. I laughed slightly embarrassed as I signaled for Ian to continue, but he signaled that I start first. After a brief pause, I continued to talk. "I was just going to say that I'm looking forward to the wedding. I've just never been to a human wedding before, I've heard that they're beautiful." I told him with a smile, my mind coming up with images of what this day will be like. In such a small space of time between when I finished speaking and when Ian started, a whole flood of images came to my mind. There were going to be candles placed in some of the crevices of the cave all leading to the main room, most of the candles would be there. I was imaging Melanie standing, all eyes on her, Jared standing on one side of the room while Melanie walks over to him, Jeb walking with her down the makeshift aisle. Of course there would be Ian standing somewhere in the crowd, looking handsome as always and myself standing by him, much smaller in compassion.
My daydreaming was eventually shattered by Ian talking to me, a cheerful smile now on his lips. "They are. Well most are anyway." he laughed softly like there was some sort of secret joke I had yet to learn. "I am glad to be the one to take you to your first wedding. I can't wait to see your face light up." he added with yet another smile as he lent in closer towards me and planted a gentle, sweet kiss on my lips, his hand softly placed on my cheek. "I can't either." I replied, my mind now foggy from such a simple kiss. I frowned to myself before laughing. Ian laughed with me before placing his other hand on the base of my back, pulling me closer to him. Our lips were together once more as the heat burned again and all I wanted now was Ian.
Only a few more hours to go before Melanie would no longer be a Stryder but will be forever a Howe. I smiled to myself at such a thought.