The music started playing and I clutched onto her hand. The bride's maid gave Jamie back her flowers.. those pink and red roses resembled the delicate shades of her complexion. We quickly walked back down the aisle, and I smiled joyfully. as we stepped outside, I turned to Jamie, and exclaimed "I've never been so happy in all my life. Thank God for you!" and I kissed her once again. she clasped her hand to my shoulder and said "I love you.." Her voice cracked as she said it, as she was almost crying with happiness. I squeezed her hand and stepped down the stairs with her, our shoes kicking the scattered rose petals as we walked. the crowed started out the door, and I heard my friends shouting to us as me made it to the limo. "Congrats, Landon!" I heard Dean shout. Jamie and I turned to see our friends, and we were shocked by the tears and smiles our old schoolmates had. Belinda then walked up to me and kissed my cheek, smiling. "Congratulations. I've never been so happy for you." "Belinda.. thank you." I responded, showing my deep appreciation for her attitude and appearance and our wedding. I was even more surprised when she then stepped to Jamie, and hugged her. "Jamie, I'm sorry about how things used to be between us. But, I'm willing to put it all behind us and start over if you are." Jamie still had that warm smile on her face. "Of course." Belinda smiled. "I'll see you guys at the reception then.." She stated happily, and walked off back into the crowd, her shiny blonde bun glistening in the sunlight. I opened the limo door to let Jamie in, and I followed her. Closing it behind us, I scooted over to her and wrapped my arms around her. She crossed her legs and rested her head on my shoulder, holding my hand. "Straight to the restaurant?" the driver asked. "Yes.. but take your time." Jamie said. He nodded and rolled up the window for our privacy. I stared at her, my eyes catching her every curve and feature. I expected her to look back. She looked down at her shoes. I could sense she was nervous about something. A happy nervous.. but not quite okay. "Are you okay, Jamie?" she looked at me and grinned. "Of course I'm okay.. it's our wedding day." I smiled back, and nodded. "My wife.. you're my wife." I held her closer and kissed her cheek. "I love you so much.. I never want this day to end. there's nothing I want more than to hold you forever." "You can." she responded. she lifted her hand and held it to my cheek, and kissed me sweetly. "I love you too." I smiled in agreement and rested my forehead on hers. At this time, not only did we feel such love for each other, and joy in our marriage.. but playful warmth. "Landon.. where exactly did you plan the reception?" "At that ocean view restaurant by the airport." She stared into my eyes for a moment, her eyebrows fuzzled. My lips slowly curved into a gentle smirk. "..why?" "Because.. I'm taking you to the Caribbean, Jamie." Her eyes widened and I beamed. "St. Lucia?!" "That's what you wanted.. so I got it for you." I responded, smiling. I would do anything for her, and whisking her away to her dream vacation on our wedding night was just the beginning. Her smiled slightly faded. "What do we do after we get there..?" I paused. I didn't know exactly what to say. I think she should know what I had on my mind.. because it was our wedding night. But if she wasn't ready, I understand.. "Whatever you want. Why, what do you want?" I stated. She looked into my eyes. I can't explain how she felt.. but I knew. I could feel it. "I.. want to show you how much I love you." I bit my bottom lip a little. I quickly leaned over and pecked her lips with a kiss. Still close to her face, I nodded, our noses almost touching. "I understand." I responded with a slight trace of a smile. The limo stopped and we looked out the window to see the crowed making their way into the restaurant. The driver stepped out of the car, and she quickly kissed me passionately to show me her thankfulness and love. I kissed her back, but it didn't last. The driver opened the door and we quickly pulled away. We stepped out, still hand in hand, the fresh scent of the ocean relieved our nerves. I slipped my other hand around her waist as we approached the door, and with the other hand, I squeezed hers. I leaned down to her ear and said "I love you.. always." There was just enough time for me to watch her smile, her eyes filling with tears, before we entered the restaurant.