A Kiss that Tastes of the Food/Dessert They Are Eating

"Thank you. I'm taking this for the ride."

Amy watches as Jake stands up and grabs the small plate still full with half a piece of cake in front of him. She rolls her eyes at him as they finally pay their deposit and head towards the exit. They've spent the last 45 minutes in that bakery store, tasting different cake flavours to decide which one they'd like to have their future Nakatomi Plaza wedding cake filled with.

It's with a barely hidden disgusted pout she let her fiancé have the last word and settle on an all-frosting interior. This cake was her surprise for him, after all. So it was only fair she let him choose.

"Seriously, you can still eat after everything we had?!"

Amy looks at Jake taking a mouthful of the piece of cake he brought with him on their way to their car.

"It's free cake, babe!" He seems offended she could dare ask such a question. "Plus we have to take this tasting seriously. The cake is the last thing our guests will be eating at our wedding so it has to be the best. Y'know – if we want our nups to be toit." He raises his eyebrow at her in understanding before he takes another bite, as if to prove his point. "Want some?" he then offers but Amy declines.

"Y'know we already picked the flavour, though? You did, after asking Jeremy to make us taste half of what he had in store."

(She's pretty sure he would have asked for more if they hadn't such a packed schedule ahead of them still.)

"I just wanted to be sure it was the one. Not every decision is an obvious one that comes with an epiphany, babe." He smiles at her knowingly and her face instantly softens as he reminds her of that sudden realization he got that she was the one for him – the person he wanted to marry. She fixes her gaze on him; there's a crumb of cake on the corner of his mouth and somehow he looks adorable.

"Well, I'm sure people will love the frosting," she teases ironically. Jake doesn't seem to catch the gentle mockery in her tone, though, because he simply agrees with her words.

"Of course they will. Nothing tastes better than chocolate frosting. Especially when put inside a Nakatomi Plaza-like cake." He's grinning and Amy lets out a light-hearted laugh at his enthusiasm.

She's really glad Jake likes her surprise for him. Even more so after the one he got for her back at the florist store, when he went and asked for the flowers to be wrapped in New York Times' crossword paper.

She absolutely loved the gesture and the meaning behind. They're going to have the toitest nups for sure, and she can't wait for May 15th to finally come around.

In the meantime, they still have a lot to take care of – the flowers and cake and drinks were only the firsts of a long list of tasks they need to complete before the end of the day.

"Thank you for that by the way." Jake's voice, turned very serious, suddenly takes Amy out of her reverie. When she puts her eyes back on him, she can see his grin has turned into a more tender and very sincere smile too. "You didn't have to do that. It's not like I was too serious and expected you to say yes when I suggested we should have a Die Hard-themed wedding. Though I still think it would have been pretty cool if I joined you on the altar jumping off a roof like John McClane." His playful tone is quickly back.

Amy rolls her eyes.

"It didn't really work out the way you wanted last time you tried, babe, remember?" she gently mocks him. "I wouldn't like to have to say 'I do' while you're stuck in the air."

He pauses for a second, as if trying to picture the scene. He grimaces.

"You're right, it's probably for the better. I wouldn't want to miss our first kiss as newlyweds either."

Jake takes a step closer and, to emphasize his words, presses his lips against Amy's in a soft kiss in the middle of the empty street. She can feel the (now empty) plate against her side as he brings his hands to her waist to keep her close. She can taste the chocolate frosting and some hints of raspberry from the last piece of cake he ate as well. This taste of wedding cakes on his lips makes Amy smile through the kiss. She wasn't too sure about his choice of chocolate frosting at first but now that she's trying it on him, she has to admit it tastes really good. It tastes like the promise of forever.

"So, where are we heading now?" Jake offers her his hand to take when they part. He's smiling broadly and dreamily at her.

Right, Amy's brought back to the reality of the moment with his words. It's true they still have a lot of work to do today if they want to tie this 'forever' with the best ceremony. She almost forgot about that, getting lost into that kiss.

She only needs one second to think about what's next on their list. "The photographer," she says as she intertwines her fingers with his and they keep walking towards their car hand-in-hand and with a blissful smile that won't leave their features. May 15th couldn't come sooner.