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Chapter three
--WPOV—
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" Hellooo, earth to Wanda" Jamie was saying, while waving his hand in front of my face.
"Sorry," I yawned.
"I guess, I better take you to Ian." He sighed gloomily.
"No, no. I'm not tired yet, let's finish the game." I protested. I was getting near unconsciousness, but I couldn't bear to disappoint Jamie.
He laughed, the delightful smile growing back onto his face.
"Wanda, your eyes are practically closed. It's okay we'll just finish the game first thing in the morning. Plus I don't want to know what Ian might do to me if I don't take you back now."
I groaned internally. First Ian, now Jamie. I really wish they didn't choose such a fragile looking host for me.
"Fine." I sighed in defeat, as Jamie linked his arm through mine and guided us to my room.
As we approached the dining area, I noticed a dim light dancing against the cave walls. I pulled Jamie aside to see who was in the kitchen so late. As we got closer, I heard hushed voices. We finally reached the entrance of the kitchen, and I saw the vague figures of Mel, Jared, Jeb, and Ian huddled around one of the small tables.
I tried to stay inconspicuous against the dark shadows of the wall, but once again my sleepiness betrayed me. I yawned and lucky for me,Ian was the first to notice.
"Wanda" he said as he strolled over to me. My name sounded so beautiful when he said it. Maybe because he said it with love, I pondered.
"Hey you guys, what are you talking about?" Jamie questioned interrupting my thoughts.
"Wedding plans." Jared replied. "We need to plan a raid to get Mel's wedding dress, a wedding cake, and other stuff."
"Actually, I don't think it is that necessary to make this such a big thing. It's the meaning of being married that matters more" Melanie argued.
For once I was at a loss for words. I'd never been to a wedding before and I was kind of hoping I would learn more about the process by seeing Melanie get married. But it was her wedding and I should support what she wants. Then again, I knew that if the earth wasn't consumed by souls, Melanie would've had a big beautiful wedding.
"Mel from what you told me a couple of days ago about getting married, I think it is a big thing. I'd be willing to get anything that you guys need." I stated after much deliberation, hoping she would agree.
"No, I don't think we need to waste our time trying to get things for my wedding when we can be getting more important supplies." She asserted.
I knew it was time to pull the "puppy dog face" card. If there was any advantage to being such a vulnerable host, it was the innocent persuading expressions.
"Melanie, please, I've never been to a wedding before and I was hoping yours would be the first one I attend. I want to see what a wedding for humans was like, before I came to this world." I pouted, opening my eyes wide and batting my long blonde lashes.
"O—kay" she sighed in defeat.
I rushed over to her and enveloped her tall figure in my small arms.
"ThankyouThankyouThankyou" I said gratefully.
As I pulled away, I caught Jared's eye.
'Thank you, Wanda' he mouthed.
I nodded and smiled letting him know that I didn't mind. Suddenly I felt strong warm arms scoop me up bridal style.
"Time for bed, my love." Ian affirmed, pulling me closer to his chest and kissing the tip of my nose.
I felt a smile stretch across my face as I began to doze off in his comfy arms.
I was jostled out of my slumber. Was it morning already? It felt like I had just gone to sleep. I fluttered my eyes open to check if it was already morning. Ian's room was one of the few rooms that were exposed to small slivers of sun light during the day time.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you up." I heard Ian murmur.
"It's okay," I replied. "Why aren't you in bed yet?"
"Because we just got to our room" He laughed "I didn't think you could fall into deep sleep that fast."
No wonder it felt like I had just fallen asleep, because I just had. I laughed, finally realizing the hilarity of his comment. I yawned again, as Ian slipped into the blanket and pulled me against him. I wrapped my arms around his torso and rested my head against his chest.
He kissed my hair softly and whispered, "Goodnight, my love."
"Mmm… but I'm not tired," I objected lamely.
He chuckled, his chest vibrating with the sound. "Sure you aren't."
I scowled and then decided to change the subject to something other than my lack of sleep. "So, tell me what a wedding is like."
He scowled at me, obviously catching on that I was trying to avoid going to sleep. "Well…" he started, drumming his fingers against my arm. " Usually the bride gets all dressed up in a lengthy white dress, and then she is led down the aisle by her father toward the altar, where her future husband is standing dressed in a tuxedo. Then the vows are read aloud, the groom and bride agree by saying 'I do', they are declared husband and wife, and finally the groom is given permission to kiss his bride."
"Wow," I gasped as I imagined what it would be like, feel like to walk down the aisle in a beautiful pure white dress and approach Ian in a handsome tuxedo.
"That's not the end." Ian continued, he seemed to be imagining it too. "After the ceremony, there is the reception. Where the bride dances with her father first, then has her first dance of the night with her husband. They eat, mingle with family, and just enjoy the moment. When the sun begins to set, the newlyweds say their goodbyes, get into a nice elegant car, usually a limo, and drive off to their honeymoon and into a whole new beginning."
Ian shook his head, as if to snap out of his dream. "So yea, that's basically a wedding."
He was waiting for reply, but I was still entranced in my imagination. I felt his hand slip under my chin and gently move it up to face his. His electric touch broke me away from my dream.
"Sorry," I stuttered pathetically. "I was just picturing what you described."
He laughed. "I thought, for a second, that you had fallen asleep … "
I dazed into his alluring blue eyes, waiting for him to continue. He seemed to be deliberating how to say something.
"Wanda," He hesitated.
"Yes." I encouraged.
"You're not upset that Melanie and Jared are getting married are you?" he asked wearily, quickly moving his eyes away from my scrutinizing eyes.
His questioned confused me. "Why would I be upset?" I vocalized my thought.
He had the torn expression on his face again, "Well yo—I thought that maybe you might've been upset with me…" he trailed off.
I put my hands on either side of his face forcing him to look at me. "Ian, why on earth would I be upset with you? And how does that have anything to do with Melanie and Jared's engagement?"
He sighed heavily, clouding his sweet scent between our faces. "I thought you might've been upset with me because Jared proposed to Melanie and I haven't proposed to you yet."
That thought hadn't even crossed my mind. "And I was worried you might have assumed I didn't love you anymore. Wanda, I love you more than anything in this world. I would've proposed to you the first day you switched into a new host, but I wasn't sure if that would've been too big a leap for you and I'm still unsure if it's too soon for you."
I smiled. He knew me too well, I was scared of what Ian and my relationship would turn out to be if we got married ever since I learned what marriage was. I had only witnessed two married couples here in the cave. One was Doc's and the other Jeb's. To me their marriage life didn't look anything like the wonderful relationship I had with Ian right now. I was worried that we would lose what we had if we got married. Of course none of this applied to Melanie and Jared, it was impossible to think that their relationship could become anything like Doc's and Jeb's.
I was still deep in thought, when Ian interrupted "Wanda?"
I didn't know how to comfort him or how to explain what I felt. "Ian," I started choosing my words carefully. "I love you Ian, and I know that when the time comes we will get married. I am completely satisfied with just being with you. And I think that maybe we should let Mel and Jared get their chance first, after all they fell in love before we did." I comforted his worries, as a new thought wandered into my head I would see how Melanie and Jared's relationship changed after being married before I ever decided to marry the love of my life.
Ian smiled a breathtaking smile. "You don't know how much better I feel. I promise we will get married, as soon as you're ready."
I officially knew that I couldn't love anybody else other than him. It's like he could read my mind, I didn't mention that I was scared and not ready to get married, but he still knew. I was overcome with so much passion, that I smashed my lips against his.
His lips leaked with his own desire as they fiercely moved in sync with mine. Just as quickly as I had started the kiss, I broke it gasping desperately for breath.
But Ian's lips just moved down my chin, making a trail of butterfly kisses down my throat, and then digressing to trace my jaw line. I couldn't help but shiver, "Ian," I breathed heavily.
"Shh..." he replied, and then kissed me lightly on the lips. "It's late, and you really need your sleep."
He kissed the bags under my eyes, as my traitor yawn betrayed me with its presence.
A/N: sorry i took so long to update. I promise i wasn't neglecting the story. I hope you enjoy it even though it is sort of a fluff chapter. I'm having sort of a writers block this week due to all the stuff that i have going on. Please Review before you leave. The reviews make my day... :D
