Chapter 2
Jamie woke up the next morning to Landon's lips on her own. Her eyes slowly opened and flickered as she adjusted to the light change.
"Good morning," Landon said playfully.
"Mmmm…morning," Jamie answered. "…What time is it?"
"About five-thirty…I thought we should get back on the road as soon as possible."
"Sounds good." Jamie threw the blankets down off of her and pulled her feet out from under them. As she stood up, she reached high above her head to stretch, standing on her tiptoes, finishing with a long, drawn-out yawn. Landon smiled at her in amusement. She gave him a quizzical look. "What?"
"You're just so adorable." He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her lithe form, leaning in for a good-morning kiss. Jamie pulled away. Landon looked hurt as she tried to explain.
"Not until I brush my teeth. I've got morning breath…really bad." She giggled and a blush crept up her cheeks.
"Baby, you know I wouldn't stop loving you because your breath makes me gag…you're too special," Landon answered sarcastically. Jamie playfully hit him on the shoulder.
"Well, I love you too much to make you hurl, so I'm gonna go brush 'em. It'll only take two minutes, tops. Can you wait that long for your good-morning kiss?"
Landon sighed dramatically. "Okay, if I absolutely have to."
"You do," Jamie finished as she walked into the bathroom and turned in the infamous fluorescent lights that were standard in any hotel bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Upon entering the small, white room, Jamie looked in the mirror as she turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face. Picking up a brush, she began to run it through her chestnut locks as she realized that today was her wedding day. Her wedding day… She couldn't believe it. She knew how much she loved Landon and knew that she wanted to do this, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness. But on top pf all that, Jamie was the most excited she'd ever been in her entire life. Finishing up brushing her teeth, she glanced back into the mirror and a huge smile covered her face.
"So, you about ready to go?" Landon asked Jamie as he finished zipping up his suitcase and sat down on the bed to put on his shoes.
Jamie walked out of the bathroom, toweling her hair dry. "Yeah, I'll be ready in no time," she said, walking over to the table by the window to grab her comb.
"Good. I'll just throw our stuff in the car and grab something to eat from the continental breakfast. What do you want?"
"A bagel sounds good…yeah, a bagel with strawberry jelly. I'll be ready by the time you get back…I promise." She walked over to him and gave him a peck on the lips. Landon walked out the door, suitcases in hand, and threw them in the trunk of the Camaro, making his way back inside to the front desk to check out, but not before grabbing Jamie her bagel and an apple and banana for himself.
"You have a nice day, Mr. Carter," the woman at the front desk said politely after finishing his check-out.
'Oh, if she only knew…' he thought to himself. "I will, ma'am. You do the same."
It seemed to Jamie that they would never arrive in Boston, but when they finally did, she couldn't have been more nervous. After all, she was getting married in just over two hours, and that scared her to death. She and Landon had decided that they would get two separate rooms to get ready in, take two separate taxis, and meet each other at The Wedding Chapel at 4:30, where the ceremony would take place. After, they would head back to the hotel, check into the honeymoon suite, and well, there was an unspoken agreement of what would happen next.
After arriving at Bay Colony Bed and Breakfast, Jamie went inside to the front desk where they already had their reservation set up to get the keys to their rooms, while Landon unloaded their bags and headed inside. After finishing the transaction and handing Jamie the keys to the rooms, the man behind the desk instructed them to have a nice day. Jamie handed Landon his key and gave him a quick kiss.
"I'll see you soon…I love you…"
"I love you, too, baby. Only two hours, right?" Landon responded with a smirk.
"Yep, only two. Bye…" Jamie sauntered down the hallway to the elevators and walked in, waving goodbye as the large metal doors closed in front of her.
Landon, not quite finished with requests from the man at the front desk, made his way back over. "What can I do for you?" the man asked.
"Yeah, umm…could you help me with a little something?"
Jamie walked into her hotel room and set her things on the bed. The room was definitely nice, but she knew she'd like it even more if Landon was there with her. She decided to take a quick shower, put on a hint of makeup, do her hair, and put on the simple white dress she had had in her closet at home. It wasn't new, but Landon had never seen her in it and she figured it would serve its purpose. On her way into the bathroom, Jamie grabbed a towel, her comb, and her makeup bag.
After explaining what he needed the man at the front desk to do and giving the supplied he needed to so, Landon practically ran to his room. He couldn't wait to go to the chapel and start the rest of his life. He took a quick shower and got dressed. He hadn't exactly had a tux just laying around when he and Jamie had left, so he had grabbed a nice black suit he had worn to homecoming the year before. As he put it on, he thought, 'It doesn't matter what I wear – it'll just come off later, anyway…' and laughed out loud. Landon sat on the bed to tie his shoes and called down to the front desk to make certain that they still had his reservation for the honeymoon suite. After doing so, he hung up and opened the end table drawer, searching for a local phonebook to find a cab service.
Ten minutes later, Landon was standing outside waiting for his taxi. It finally pulled up to the curb and he hopped in. "The Wedding Chapel, 50 Quincy St., Cambridge," Landon said, reading the address off of the small piece of paper he held in his hand.
Jamie took a deep breath and turned to look at herself in the mirror. Upon facing it, she smiled. She hadn't done a terrible job, especially considering that she'd only had an hour to get ready. Her hair was done in an elegant up-do with strands of hair hanging down on either side of her face, curled loosely. Her makeup was simple – she hadn't wanted to go over-the-top. A light layer of blush covered her cheeks and made her look like she was glowing and she had put on a small amount of silver eyeshadow and mascara to make her eyes pop. And her dress…well, it gave her just the right amount of curviness and showed off her slim figure.
She was ready. Ready to start a new life. Ready to be with Landon until her final day. But most of all, Jamie was ready to begin the best day of her life. She called a cab and made her way across the hall to the elevators.
When she got downstairs, Jamie started to walk outside, but stopped. Landon was standing out on the curb, obviously waiting for a taxi, as well. He. Looked. Good. Not wanting him to notice her, Jamie quietly slipped inside the lobby to wait.
Jamie's cab came soon after Landon's did and she slipped in, careful not to rip the delicate fabric of her dress on anything. "Where to?" asked the cabbie.
"The Wedding Chapel, 50 Quincy St., Cambridge," replied Jamie, reading the small piece of paper in her hand that held the address.
