Waking up on this sunniest of Sundays, I was sore in the best possible way. I stretched my body and smiled as memories of the night before came flooding back to me and the various reasons I was sore to begin with.

I lean over and slowly nuzzle into the crook of Brittany's neck running my hand across the expanse of her naked back as I wait for her to wake up. Finally one eye and then the other pops open and I'm suddenly drowning in an ocean of the bluest eyes I've ever seen. I can't hold back my smile anymore I lean in kissing her until I need to pull back for air.

"Good morning wife, we're finally married Britt, I can finally call you my wife and wake up to you every morning and fall asleep to you every night." Her smile makes the butterflies I've been feeling since our wedding flutter even harder.