Chapter 19 – The Big Day
The Bellas had insisted on having a bachelorette party for Beca and Chloe. Neither of them were too excited about the idea but went along with it for their friends. The Bellas have been overjoyed that their beloved captains finally got their heads out of their asses. It means that all the girls can finally hang out and be together again, the family is back together.
Knowing that a "normal" bachelorette party would be tough for Beca and well now Chloe too, with Beca's fame, Beca had made sure to get them in a special VIP section at a few clubs. The Bellas had been way more excited than Beca had guessed they would be.
Beca is relaxed on one of the leather couches, near the corner of the room, a jack and coke in her hand. She smiles watching her fiancé dance with the other girls, they're all in a big circle, jumping around, no serious dancing actually happening. Beca knows Chloe is already beyond tipsy, just from the way she's moving. Chloe tosses her hands above her head, her body rolling slowly to the sensual beat. Beca swallows thickly, watching the way her curves move in the tight, short dress she selected for the night. It's amazing what that woman does to her.
"Sup Beca," CR practically shouts, the thumping music radiating through the club making it hard for normal conversation.
Beca nods as the other girl slides onto the sofa next to her, "Hey!"
"You having a good time?" CR says a little less loudly, now that they are sitting next to each other.
"Yea, it's good to have a night away from the kids with our friends," Beca replies, she is really grateful to let her hair down and let go for a night, like when they were all a lot younger. Since all the Bellas are now in their 30s, except for Emily, clubbing isn't quite as wild as it used to be, but they're still going at it pretty hard.
"Who did you pawn the kids off on, if we're all here?" Cynthia Rose asks curiously.
It's no secret that all the Bellas that live in the LA area are regular babysitters for Beca and Chloe's kids. They just don't trust many other people to do it.
"Well, it's Jesse's week with Amelia and he actually offered to take Christopher for tonight and tomorrow too," Beca had practically fainted when Jesse offered to help out, knowing they were in kind of a pickle.
CR quirks an eyebrow, "Wow, he must be starting to feel more ok about everything."
"I think so, I'm glad," Beca takes a sip of her drink.
Beca's eyes lock with Chloe's as the red head saunters over to her. Instead of sitting down next to her, she takes a seat right on Beca's lap, her body, sweaty from dancing, clings to Beca's small frame.
Beca immediately wraps an arm around her waist, "Hey baby."
Chloe leans down and presses a wet kiss to Beca's lips, "Come dance with me."
Beca tightens her grip around her fiancé and places another lingering kiss on her lips, how can she say no to Chloe?
"Ok, let's go."
Chloe hops off her lap and grabs Beca's hand, pulling her up roughly from the couch. Beca lets her drag her over to their friends, Chloe hands immediately land on her hips, pulling her close. As they start to dance, Often by the Weeknd starts playing. A playful smirk flashes across Chloe's face and she pulls Beca even closer. They roll against each other in time with the pounding music, Chloe leans down to press a kiss to the exposed skin of Beca's neck. Beca tries to hold back the whimper in her throat at the feeling of Chloe's lips on her. Beca lets her hands roam up and down Chloe's back as they dance closely. Chloe smells faintly of the perfume she put on before they left, but mostly like tequila and it's oddly intoxicating.
Chloe gets more daring and throws her leg between Beca's, knowing full well she's been turning Beca on all night. The brunette does everything she can not to grind down onto it, seeking out some much needed friction. The urge to feel Chloe's soft lips against her own overtakes her and Beca closes the distance between them. As Chloe deepens the heated kiss, Beca knows this isn't dancing anymore. Outside of their own little bubble of lust, Beca can faintly hear Stacie wolf whistling, cheering on the little display they're both putting on.
Beca finally pulls away, breathing heavily, "Chlo, we've got to stop or I'm going to have to drag you into the bathroom and finish what you've started."
Chloe leans down to kiss the shell of her ear, her tongue juts out to lick against her piercings, "Maybe that's what I want."
Beca groans, of course she would and Beca might not be able to resist that temptation. Sweaty, gross, public bathroom sex isn't high on Beca's list of desires but Chloe has her so worked up tonight. And by the way Chloe is acting she's pretty worked up herself.
Beca reconnects their lips in a dizzying kiss, before quickly pulling away and grabbing Chloe's hand, "The things you can get me to do."
Beca leads them away to the bathroom, she can hear Amy calling out behind them, "I'll make sure no one goes into take a shit while you're boning!"
They all know what's about the happen. Normally, Beca would have a comeback but between the alcohol and Chloe's general presence tonight, she's too hazy to care. They barely make it into the bathroom, before Beca is shoving them into the nearest stall, the door slamming with a loud bang. She pushes Chloe up against the door roughly, their lips crash together in a bruising kiss.
Before Beca can make a move, Chloe is shoving at her pushing her from her body. She quickly flips them, pinning Beca to the door now. Chloe's lips leave hers to assault her neck, her hand grazing up the inside of Beca's thigh. As Beca feels Chloe's fingertips trace closer and closer to where she wants her, she is now very grateful that she had taken the advice on wearing a dress tonight.
When Chloe's fingers finally slide over soaked lace, Beca bites her lip to hold a moan back. She can't help the way her hips move at the simple touch.
"Bec," Chloe stutters, "you're soaked."
"You look so hot tonight Chlo, and the way you've been dancing, I can't help it," Beca says breathily.
Chloe growls lightly, connecting their lips once again, her tongue sliding into Beca's mouth immediately. She shoves Beca's underwear to the side, letting her fingers slide through her folds. Beca groans into Chloe's mouth, when her fingers finally find her swollen clit. It feels so good but she needs to feel her girlfriend's fingers inside her, "Ugh, baby, fuck me."
Chloe looks at into Beca's eyes as she easily plunges two fingers into her, her eyes dark with desire. Beca's head tips back, hitting hard against the black metal door. Chloe pants as she fucks her hard, her palm rubbing against her clit deliciously the whole time. Beca's still biting her lip hard, in an attempt to hold all the noises threatening to spill out of her mouth back.
One of Beca's hands is still gripped tightly to Chloe's back, but she moves it around slowly, to push the fabric of Chloe's dress up. She wants to…needs to feel Chloe, she wants them to come together. A loud moan rolls past Chloe's lips when Beca's hand slides past the fabric of her panties. She wastes no time in sinking her fingers into her girlfriend, she's already drenched. Her hips buck at the contact and Beca copies the movement happening between her own legs.
"Mm so close already Becs," Chloe mumbles hotly in her ear.
"Me too," Beca manages to squeak back.
Without much warning, Beca falls over the edge, her entire body stiffening. She comes with a sharp cry, her body shaking. Chloe doesn't fall far behind, her body shuddering against Beca's, her walls pulsing around Beca's fingers. They rest limply against each other for a moment, coming down slowly from their intense climaxes.
Chloe finally steps away, smoothing her dress back down, "I love you Beca."
Beca pushes her own dress back down and gives Chloe a quick peck on the lips, "I love you too Chlo."
The two leave the bathroom, looking a little rougher than when they had gone in. All the Bellas smirk at them knowingly when they make it back to the group.
"Alright hand it over loser," Amy puts her hand out to Stacie, who begrudgingly drops a ten dollar bill into it, "told you they wouldn't even make it two hours before screwing."
"Did you guys seriously bet on that?" Beca's jaw drops at the situation unfolding before her.
"Oh light up Shawshank," Amy says, pocketing the money, "you two can be very predictable."
The morning of the wedding is akin to Christmas morning in the Beale Mitchell household. The kids barely made it past 6 am before they were bouncing off the walls. When Chloe finally wakes up at 7 that morning, she finds both Amelia and Christopher running around the hallway upstairs, swinging their "flower kid" baskets wildly in the air. When Christopher found out the role of flower girl that Amelia got in the wedding, he had seethed with jealously. Chloe and Beca had quickly come to the decision that he could be a flower boy. That's how they ended up coining the term flower kids.
"Mommy! It's wedding day!" Christopher bounces over to Chloe excitedly, throwing his little white basket into the air.
Amelia runs over as well, throwing her arms around Chloe's legs, "Momma, when do I get to put my dress on?"
Chloe smiles warmly at their enthusiasm, "Not yet sweet pea, the wedding isn't for six hours. We don't want you ruining it, but you do get to come with me and your Aunties to get your hair done in a few hours."
In keeping with tradition, Chloe and Beca are going to get ready separately from each other. They split the Bellas somewhat evenly between them for bridesmaids, Chloe took Aubrey, Stacie, Ashley, Jessica and Flo. Beca took Amy, Emily, CR and Lily. They'll each get ready with their side of the wedding party.
To both Beca and Chloe's surprise, after offering Amelia her options, she chose to get ready with Chloe's group. Christopher is going to hang out with Beca and her bridesmaids. They wanted the kids to be a part of it all, instead of pawning them off on a family member. This day is just as important for them as it is for Beca and Chloe.
"Did you get your stuff ready to go to your daddy's later?" Chloe asks Amelia, she then looks at Christopher, "did you get your things ready for Uncle Jesse's?"
Jesse has really come leaps and bounds from where he was when Chloe and Beca started their relationship. He has really embraced both Chloe and Christopher, Beca and him get along a lot better now too. It makes Chloe happy that Beca can still have him in her life. They didn't even ask him, but Jesse had offered to watch both the kids for a few days so Beca and her could have a honeymoon.
Chloe hears footsteps behind her and turns around to see a very sleepy looking Beca. Her hair is wild, and her shirt wrinkled up, exposing a little of her stomach. Chloe thinks she looks adorable.
"I heard all the commotion, what is this, wedding day excitement?" Beca yawns, a half-awake smile on her face.
Chloe leans into Beca's space to place a quick good morning kiss to her lips, "Well duh. Catch up with us Mitchell."
The house is full of commotion the whole morning, both Beca and Chloe run around wildly getting all the last-minute things ready. When they finally get everyone and all their things in the car, they have half an hour to get to the wedding venue and LA traffic to deal with on top of it. Beca's hair and makeup people are going to be meeting them there to get them and all the girls ready for the big day.
"I knew we should have gotten more things ready last night," Beca grumbles as she throws the car into reverse, backing out of her long driveway, "we'll never make it in time."
Chloe rubs her hand on Beca's back comfortingly, "Becs, it's ok. It's not a big deal, we get there when we get there."
Chloe knows Beca doesn't like to be rushed, they really should have been more prepared. She doesn't want to support any chance for Beca to be grumpy today though.
They arrive to the wedding venue only about ten minutes late, which isn't bad considering how rough the traffic was today. Chloe marvels again at how beautiful it is, they chose a place right on the beach. It's always been one of Chloe's secret wishes to get married on the beach and Beca was more than happy to make her dream come true. There is a beach house of sorts there, where everyone will get ready and later where the some of the reception will happen, even though it will be mostly outdoors. It's a beautiful day, bright blue sky and fluffy white clouds. It's warm but not unbearably hot. Chloe couldn't have picked a better day.
Chloe takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, soaking in the ocean breeze. A sense of calmness and happiness wash over her as the bright sun warms her skin. Today is the day Chloe has waited for, for years. A year ago, getting married to Beca is something that could have only been achieved in her wildest fantasies. If she's honest with herself, this moment is one she's waited for since around the time of Beca's sophomore year of college. She had fallen so hard and so quickly for her.
"Chlo, are you ok?" she feels Beca's presence next to her.
Chloe opens her eyes again to meet Beca's gaze, "I'm great."
"What was all that about there?" Beca asks curiously.
"I was just thinking about how happy I am that this day is finally here," Chloe says dreamily.
"I'm happy too," Beca pulls Chloe into her arms and she sinks into the embrace, relishing the small moment with her fiancé before the busy day ahead of them.
Chloe reluctantly pulls away from Beca's arms, knowing they have things to do, "We better go, we are already late…and I think the kids are going to be 80% sand if we don't reign them in," Chloe points over at their kids, who are running happily through sand, shoes already discarded on the pavement.
Beca nods, "Yea we better," she waves over at the kids, "get back over here you two! You can play later!"
Amelia and Christopher run over to them happily, forgetting their shoes on the edge of the parking lot.
"I'll get them," Beca rolls her eyes and laughs as she walks over to the two little pairs of sandals.
About an hour and a half later, Chloe and all her bridesmaid's hair and makeup are done. They are all lounging around in silky pink robes that Chloe had gotten everyone, even Amelia has a little one on. Amelia had been so excited to get some minimal make up done and her hair curled and pinned up into a bun on the top of her head.
Chloe's mom and sister are there as well, flitting around and chatting with the girls. Her sister had agreed to take photos before the ceremony, since she's an aspiring photographer. It's a good opportunity for her to practice.
Chloe's heart soars when she sees her mom sitting on the sofa with Amelia. The little girl is chattering away animatedly about something, her hands flailing around her. She must have gotten the chatty streak from her dad because it certainly wasn't from Beca. She loves that her mom has completely accepted Amelia as one of her grandchildren, but she really shouldn't have expected anything else.
Aubrey, in stark contrast to her behavior at Chloe's first wedding, brought a couple bottles of wine. Chloe pours herself a second small glass, having already finished one. She isn't nervous in a bad way per say, but she just wants something to ease the bubbling nervous excitement within her.
"You ready? Only about an hour more," Aubrey asks, walking up next to Chloe, still nursing her own glass of wine.
"I'm so excited…and so happy," Chloe gushes, this is how she should have felt her first wedding, she should have known it wasn't right then.
"I love you seeing you so happy Chlo, I'm so glad that you two found your way back to each other," Aubrey says honestly, her voice thick with emotion, "I just regret that it couldn't have been sooner."
"Aubrey, you really don't have to keep beating yourself up over what happened," Chloe reaches out to touch Aubrey's arm, "that was so long ago. I don't regret anything that's happened in my life."
"I know Chloe…" Aubrey starts to say but is cut off by Chloe's mom.
"You ready to get your dress on honey?"
Chloe nods but turns to assure Aubrey once more before leaving to getting ready, "I love you Aubrey. Thank you for being here for me today."
Chloe's mom looks at Aubrey as well, she's always adored Chloe's best friend, "Come on sweetheart, you're the maid of honor, you should help."
Chloe doesn't really need much help; her dress is much simpler than her first wedding dress. All she really needed help with was getting it over her hair without ruining it. She wanted something light since it's a beach wedding.
The two women stare in the full-length mirror at Chloe, who is absolutely beaming. Her dress is simple and flowing on the bottom, going almost past her feet. The top is lacey with an intricate floral pattern, the neckline is deep, plunging past her breasts, showing an ample amount of cleavage. There's a small white band of fabric between the top and skirt of her dress.
"You look gorgeous," Aubrey and her mom say almost in unison.
They walk back out into the main room and all the girls gush as soon as Chloe walks in.
Amelia runs up to Chloe immediately, jumping up and down happily, "Momma, you're soooo pretty!"
Everyone giggles at the little girl's honest reaction.
Chloe bends down to pull Amelia into a hug, "You look pretty too sweat pea," the little girl had changed into her dress a little while ago as well.
Everyone else gets changed into their dresses and before they know it, they are all outside waiting for the ceremony to begin. Chloe looks over to where they have the chairs set up and most of their friends and family are here. She scans the area around them, looking for her girlfriend. Beca is no where to be seen, but she knows the girls are keeping them purposely apart. It was Chloe who requested it that way, but she just needs to see Beca. She's practically shaking with excitement, the two glasses of wine she drank not having the effect she wanted.
Before she has a chance to scope out where Beca is, they are all being lined up to walk and start the ceremony. All of Chloe's and Beca's bridesmaids line up to walk, Amelia and Christopher end the train, both clutching onto their little baskets of petals excitedly.
They all start to file down the middle row as the music begins. Chloe pays special attention to her children as they skip excitedly down the aisle, tossing flower petals haphazardly. She doesn't get much time to be emotional over her kid's joy, before it's Chloe's turn to walk. She clutches onto her bouquet, as if it will keep her from floating away into the clouds. Chloe makes it to the arch of flowers, where the officiant is waiting. She quickly turns around, waiting to see Beca.
Beca appears at the end of the aisle and Chloe's eyes already prickle with tears, her jaw dropping. Beca's dress is a simple, strapless white gown, the skirt is long and light like Chloe's. Beca opted to leave her hair down, unlike Chloe. She's so gorgeous is makes Chloe suck in a deep breath of air, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. Beca seems to be staring at Chloe with the same reverence, both women completely and utterly enamored with the other.
It's almost as if time stands still as Beca walks slowly towards the arch. Chloe finally breathes a sigh of relief when Beca is standing next to her. Beca mouths I love you, before the officiant starts to speak. Chloe quickly utters the sentiment back. She thinks she might die if she can't touch Beca in some way, so she moves one of her hands from her bouquet to grab the hand dangling by Beca's side. As their fingers lace together, Chloe feels at peace again.
Beca is the first to say her vows, Chloe waits on bated breath as Beca unfurls a little piece of paper that Amy hands her.
"I'm sorry everyone, I had too much to say. I needed to write it down," the crowd chuckles lightly, Chloe notes the way her hands shake as she holds the curled piece of paper, steely grey eyes finally meet hers and Beca begins to speak, "You know how when you have a favorite song, you can play it hundreds of times and yet you never seem to be sick of it? You know every lyric, every downbeat, and when the melody shifts, but somehow there's always something new to love about it. Well, Chloe that's what you are. You are forever my favorite song. I love every little thing about you and yet you continue to surprise me. I want to keep falling in love with you forever. You mean the world to me Chlo and I hope I can continue to tell you that for the rest of my life. I always knew it was you. I love you."
Chloe knows her makeup is ruined the way she's crying, but she doesn't care. She just hopes she can make it through her vows without losing it completely.
As overwhelmed as she is by Beca's words, she manages to go forward, "For the longest time, I didn't think I was ever going to get married again, I didn't even think I would be in a relationship. I was sad, lonely and still in love with you. Then you came back into my life in the most unexpected way and I think I owe it to our kids," Chloe stops, tears springing into her eyes once again, Beca gives Chloe's hands a reassuring squeeze, "but Beca you came back into my life and turned it upside down in the best possible way. My world is bright, happy and so full of love with you in it. I've waited years for this moment…I always knew in my heart that we were destined to be. I love you with my whole heart Beca and I promise I will forever."
Beca looks back at Chloe tearily, neither one of them holding it together very well. Aubrey leans over to Chloe and hands her Beca's ring, Amy does the same for Beca. Chloe takes Beca's hand, confidently sliding the silver band onto her finger. Beca grabs Chloe's hand and slides her ring on, Beca's hand still shaking slightly from nerves and emotion.
"By the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you wives!" the officiant proudly states.
Chloe and Beca lunge for each other before the words are even out of her mouth. Chloe melts into Beca's lips. They kiss each other so tenderly and lovingly; Chloe thinks her heart may explode with love. Chloe pulls back first, their family and friends all cheering loudly for them.
"I'm so glad you're my wife," Chloe beams, placing another light kiss on her lips.
It feels so good to call Beca her wife.
The rest of the night flies by in a blur of eating, drinking and dancing. Beca manages to resist the urge to smash cake into Chloe's face when they cut the cake, which she is grateful for. Beca had joked about it for weeks. The kids have a wonderful time, especially since Beca had said they could play in the sand (but not after some grumbling from Chloe). They enjoy dancing with everyone and as the night goes on, they start to wear out. Jesse graciously offers to take them home around 8, since he is going to have them for the next few days anyways.
They kiss so much and so often Chloe starts to lose track; people constantly clank on their glasses to get the newly weds to lock lips. The two are glued to each other's side all night and Chloe resists to urge to drag her wife away and rip that beautiful dress right off. Every time Beca calls Chloe her wife, that desire grows stronger.
The two are dancing slowly, wrapped up in each other's arms. Chloe has drank just enough that she feels light and carefree but not enough that she won't remember this beautiful day. In her hazy state, she can't help the way her hands are wandering over all the available skin of Beca's back, her fingers occasionally dipping past the cloth barrier prohibiting her exploration.
"Are you trying to undress me in front of all of our friends and family?" Beca says teasingly, her face in the crook of Chloe's neck.
Chloe giggles, apparently she's not as sly about her wandering hands as she had thought, "Have you seen yourself, I can't be expected to keep my hands off of my wife all night."
"Do you think it's been easy to keep my own hands off you?" Beca pulls her face away, gaze drifting down to all Chloe's cleavage on display, "Especially with that dress…just wait until I get you home."
Chloe shivers at the thought, choosing not to respond. Instead she pulls Beca closer, the two still swaying together in time to the song playing. It's late now and Chloe feels like she could fall asleep against Beca's shoulder, the day has been so long and eventful, but she wishes it would never end.
Beca keeps true to her word and the second they are in the door, she's tugging at Chloe's dress, "You look so good baby, but it's time for this to come off."
Chloe groans, her skin already on fire. They shouldn't stay up so late, they have a plane to catch tomorrow morning, ready to take them to their honeymoon destination, but it's their wedding night. How can she possibly stop anything that is going to happen?
The thoughts she just had, leave her in an instant, when Beca let's her own dress drop and pool around her feet. Chloe surges back forward, their lips connecting in a fiery kiss. Beca's hands fumble around Chloe's back looking for a zipper, but there isn't one.
Chloe grabs Beca's bottom lip between her teeth before pulling back, a whimper escapes the brunette at the action, "It goes over my head, there's no zipper," Choe says breathily.
"Damn trap of a dress," Beca grumbles, hastily grabbing Chloe's skirt in fistfuls, in an attempt to get it over her head.
Chloe laughs at Beca's evident frustration and helps her wife pull the fabric up quickly, obviously no longer caring if it ruins her already wind damaged hair. They fumble together to get the dress off, letting it fly to the floor. The mood quickly shifts again after their brief roadblock, Beca's darkened eyes rake over Chloe's body. They stand in the entryway of their home, both in only their panties, their dresses in white heaps on the floor.
Chloe's own eyes wander before pulling Beca back into her arms, meeting in another heated, needy kiss. The feeling of their breasts and already hardened nipples rubbing together pulls a moan from Chloe.
"Let's go upstairs," Beca manages to mumble against Chloe's lips.
How they make it upstairs finally, Chloe has no clue. They have to stop on the stairs many times, too caught up in each other. By the time they finally make it in their bedroom, Chloe's arousal is crashing over her in waves, the ache between her legs crying out for attention. Beca doesn't seem to be that far off, her face red and chest heaving.
"Bed," Chloe rasps out, pulling the ruined white lace she's wearing down, kicking them off to the side.
Beca groans at Chloe's commanding tone, shedding her own panties quickly and climbing onto the bed. When Chloe follows her onto the mattress, the rushed, needy mood shifts to a softer, more passionate one. Beca seeks out her lips almost immediately, her tongue slipping into Chloe's mouth. The kiss languidly, Chloe lying half on top of Beca. She moves to straddle her wife's thigh, allowing herself to rock down on it while they kiss.
"Chlo," Beca pants, letting her hands wander up the red head's chest, landing on her breasts.
Chloe sighs into the touch, moving one of her owns hands to Beca's breast. She continues to rock onto Beca's thigh, she's sure she can feel how swollen and wet Chloe is.
"I want to try something," Chloe whispers, even though they've been together for almost a year, there are still things that are still uncharted territory as far as their sex life goes.
"Ok," Beca replies, still rolling Chloe's nipple between her thumb and forefinger, making it difficult for Chloe to think.
Chloe moves off Beca's thigh and turns around, her legs shaking with desire and anticipation. She scoots backwards until Beca's head is between her legs. She's sure Beca knows where this is going now, she groans at the sight of her wife's glistening folds above her.
"Ride me baby," Beca finally squeaks out, since Chloe has been hovering above her motionless.
Chloe finally lowers herself down and Beca's mouth immediately finds her.
"Oh Becs," Beca's tongue feels so damn good on her, the brunette's hands grip the top of her thighs tightly, helping to anchor Chloe in place.
As much as Chloe would love to stay in the exact position she's in right now, she wants Beca to feel good too. Chloe leans down, her face lining up with Beca's dripping center. Beca takes the change in stride, not letting up on the action between her thighs. She only falters momentarily as Chloe's tongue finally makes contact with her throbbing clit. The two work in tandem, writhing against each other's mouths.
It doesn't take too long for Chloe to approach her orgasm, she holds it at bay for as long as she can, wanting to bring Beca there with her. She can only hold it off for so long, and she falls over the edge, her mouth detaching from Beca to scream her name as she comes. As soon as she recovers, she doubles down on her efforts between Beca's legs. She can feel the woman beneath her shaking already, she has to be close. Beca is still working her hand between Chloe's legs and Chloe is dangerously close again already.
Chloe finally feels Beca's body stiffen beneath her, and she comes hard, a slew of profanities falling out of her mouth. It creates a chain reaction and Choe is coming again, the two shake against each other, coming down from their highs together.
Chloe moves off of her wife weakly, turning around to lie next to her, her arms wrapping around her immediately. Beca seeks out her lips, kissing her soundly. The trade lazy kisses for a while, basking in the afterglow.
"Today was so amazing Becs," Chloe yawns, suddenly very tired again.
"It really was," Beca replies happily, "I'm so glad you're my wife."
"Me too," Chloe kisses Beca again, and holds out her hand to look at the sparkling wedding ring on her finger, "I love you."
"I love you so much Chloe."
She doesn't think she'll ever be tired of hearing those words. Everything about today was perfect and Chloe knows it will be a day that she never forgets, ever.
*Thank you to everyone that has been reading and reviewing! I wanted to let you all know there are going only 2 more chapters left! I loved writing this story and would love to continue with a sequel, let me know if you would be interested in reading a second part to this story *