iYou take the air
in
You take the whole room in,
hold it for all time,
hold
it in your heart like amber
you take the night in
you take the
consequences major in your life,
not by what is safe to wager/i
Their bodies were firmly pressed against each other will no space between them. His hand started at her shoulder and roamed down the form fitting satin to rest just above her rear on her hip. His mind wasn't entirely unaware of the crowd who didn't necessarily have all their attention on them but just incase a camera was clicking somewhere he would have to control himself.
He had never seen her like this before. The dress was simple, white, satin, that clung to her body at the top and fell a little more lose as it went down. It had no sleeves but that wasn't noticeable since she was well endowed enough to hold it up and her hair covered her shoulders. Her hair had been straightened as much as it possibly could have been and then let go until there was just light waves that cascaded down like loosely pulled apart curls and tucked loosely behind her ears. There was no jewelry on her being other than the her new ring that branded her wedded to the man holding her for the rest of their lives in front her engagement ring that matched perfectly.
He was wearing only a simple suit that was brand new for the occasion but still made him feel under dressed next to his wife. Wife, that was new too. He had on a black jacket, black plants, black socks, black shoes, black vest, white button down shirt, and a white tie. He looked like every other groom he had ever seen before. He had gotten a hair cut the other day so it would look more natural and less fresh today but there was still some of his regular shagginess that practically made up part of his identity.
iSmile, there's
no regrets
Layers wash through our hands and
then you never see
tomorrow coming
You only feel the wake of it
Smile, there's no
release
This flood of life won't cease
To leave you lying in
wild amazement
Or reeling in the wake of it/i
They started out pressed up against each other but soon her hands were tucked in to his pulling each other back and forth sway their hips before landing right back up against each other again and spinning. Jim had suggested that their first real moments as a married couple should be filled with life and happy sentiment rather than the songs most couples pick that somehow usually having infidelity undertones to them.
iYou take the
grandeur
And I'll take to wondering
the error of my ways
I
could ponder this forever
Smile, there's no regrets (no
regrets)
Layers wash through our hands and
then you never see
tomorrow coming
You only feel the wake of it
Smile, there's no
release (no release)
This flood of life won't cease
To leave
you lying in wild amazement
Or reeling in the wake of it, oh
no
Smile... smile... smile... smile... /i
The room could have been spinning but he didn't notice. His eyes were focused on her stumbling towards him with her heels in her hand. She smiled at him biting her lip before sinking down on top of his lap. "My feet really hurt," she whispered in his ear.
"You look beautiful." She was wearing about the same amount of make up she wore to work every day so when her cheeks started to turn red it was all too noticeable. It wasn't the first time he had said it to her that night, that hour, and still she blushed just as much as the first time. "I'm really happy right now." That wasn't entirely new to her ears either. "So, what brings you over to this side of the room? I thought my sister was going to have you on the dance floor for the rest of our marriage."
"I was just wondering if it was wrong that on the day of our wedding…I really want a beer or a glass of wine, or anything other than this god awful campaign you let your mother pick out."
"You know, she's family now." He kissed her cheek as he said these words to possibly help lower the blow. "We did get the open bar." His hand slowly graced her behind as she lifted herself up and off of him. She reached out to his hand, the one with the ring she had placed earlier, but instead he wrapped both his arms around her making it more of a challenge to walk but more pleasurable. He placed small kisses on her check through her hair and hoped that the photographer was earning that extra charge he demanded for the candid photos. "You know…" He kissed her bare shoulder as they reached the bar. "We could just grab a bottle of whatever and disappear…"
"Because the bride and groom would go unnoticed," she said with a large smile as she turned to him. She looked at his tie for a moment reaching out and touching it before looking him dead in the eyes with the kind of look he had seen before and sliding her hand down his chest. "Maybe alcohol is a bad idea. You still have to get my guarder belt off in front of everyone and still manage to control yourself."
"What if we disappear for a like ten maybe fifteen minutes?" He stepped a little closer than their families would have liked, looking at her with eyes that weren't ended for the public, and snaked his arm around her waist before kissing her. "Five minutes?" He whispered in her ear before leaving a light kiss on it that made her knees weaken.
"Do you really want to start of our marriage with a quickie? What does that say about our future?" She took her glass from the bartender and sly headed back towards their table perfectly aware of the view he was getting watching her walk away.
The key card jammed at the first slide through and after four tries Pam took the card from his hands. He had insisted on doing things right with his arm supporting her back and her legs bent across his other. She shoved the card in with one try the green light came on and Jim pushed the door open.
Inside the hotel room the bed was unmade. Instead of the cliché rose pedals like Jim had asked for extra large condoms were spread across the bed. On top of the pillows were a karma sutra pamphlet and a book entitled "101 Ways to Keep the Marriage Alive."
As soon as Jim dropped her Pam went running to the bathroom giggling still a little tipsy from the bad champagne and really good wine. "My brother's a genius," he said factiously before sitting on the bed.
"Oh my god!"
"What's wrong?"
"I think I just sat in shaving cream. You know, if any of it got on my dress there's a very good chance I might kill your brother."
"Says the woman who went pee in her wedding dress."
"Not the first time. Before the ceremony I had to pee but didn't have enough time to get out of the dress. Your sister actually held a bucket for me to pee in. I think her friend actually took pictures." She came walking out of the bathroom looking as beautiful as she did the first time he saw her that day. "Extra large, huh?" She picked up one of the condoms before sitting next to him resting her head on his shoulder. "Is it wrong that I'm a little tired?"
"Yes." She waited for him to say more but it was a plain statement.
"Alright. Do what you have to but if I fall asleep it's not my fault."
"That's like the sexiest thing you've ever said to me. I don't know how I'll ever be able to keep my hands off of you at this point."
"Is it bad that we're starting of our marriage with sarcasm and me already being too tired for sex?"
"You have been up since like 4am for no apparent reason. The wedding was really beautiful and everything went smoothly. The reception was perfect."
"No. The reception almost gave me a heart attack. We almost didn't have enough cake."
"How could there not be enough cake? We ordered a lot of it. I mean, we made purposely made it so that we'd have enough to in our freezer and then more to sustain us for the next month or so."
"They forgot to bring the last layer…the one that's really meant to feed people. Thankfully your dad took the phone away from me before I could even start talking." Her eyes wondered around the room settling on something in the corner next to the bed. "What's that?" Jim reached down and picked up the two boxes from the floor and opened the note.
"Just incase Jim isn't enough for you. Love Michael," Jim read. He pulled apart the paper did a double take at the box. "Michael bought you blow up husbands."
"Afraid of some competition?" She did her best not to smile but after he threw the boxes down on the floor she couldn't contain herself. He got up to quickly wipe all the condoms off the bed and to carefully place the books near their luggage. He had a look on his face that she had never seen before when he started to make his way towards her. She bit her bottom lip and waited for him to tackle her.