A/N: Okay, plug time!! Figures, right? Haven't done that in a long time!
lol Well, Tuesday, Dec. 2nd, I went to a concert. And it was the last
date of the tour. But anyways, it was Staind (the headliners), Sevendust,
and Chevelle. Oh my freakin GOD!!! It was FRIGIN AWESOME!!! So if ya'll
get a chance to see anyone of these bands live, GO. They just kick so much
ass. Staind, though Arron Lewis is a very anti-spotlight type guy, just
blew everyone away. And Sevendust, DAMN they're hard! Lol I knew they
were on the harder side of things cause I've heard numerous songs by them,
but live is just a WHOLE nother level of hard. And Chevelle, they opened,
and they were just great. It's hard to believe that the whole band
consists of only 3 brothers. Now me and my sister's boyfriend are just
waiting to see if Limp Bizkit comes here. lol And before I go to
Louisville. That's really all I had to say. On with the chapter. And no,
no one was stopping the wedding, and it was not a dream. Lol I didn't
even think that someone might think that. And the song is by Sevendust
called "Suffocate".
***********
"What did you and Jeff do with all the wedding gifts you guys received?" Shannon asked me with a sigh as we got ready for the show.
"Wedding gifts?" I asked.
"Yeah, ya know, the ones that you got before the wedding. What did you do with them when you didn't get married?"
"We returned what we could. Why?"
"Cause I have to do that with Shane and mine. Ya know, I'm starting to wonder if I hadn't made the wrong mistake by breaking up with him," she said. I dropped my boots on the bench and whipped my head around to look at her.
"Y, you wouldn't date him again, right?!" I exclaimed.
"I don't know. Why?" We looked at each other as I tried to hide my rings.
"Um, no reason. Just wondering," I said grabbing my boots and walking over to where Trish was. She looked at him and chuckled lightly. "I can't do this anymore," I whispered. "I have to tell people. Especially Shannon. She has a right to know, right?!"
"I dunno, I mean, the whole situation was kinda weird, ya know?" Trish replied. "I'd hold out just a bit longer. You've only been married a week."
"Was I crazy to do what I did?"
"No, I think it was sweet," she smiled.
"Well, it's just so hard to not tell anyone that we're married. I mean, I can't even tell my dad. Adam doesn't know, Matt doesn't know, Amy doesn't know. You and Shan are the only ones. It's really hard," I sighed.
"Just hold out. You'll be able to tell them soon. I'm sure of it," she patted my shoulder and headed out the door with the Women's belt over her shoulder. I shook my head and finished getting ready.
I ran down the hall, to meet Shane at the men's locker room, pulling on my Mystic Angel t-shirt. Shane was waiting for me outside the door. I reached up and kissed, after making sure no one was around to see us. I readjusted my jeans, tightened my white star belt, and tightened my ponytail, just to look inconspicuous as Paul walked by. Shane and I waved to him and let a deep breath go when he was out of sight. Shane kissed me again and we started back down the hall.
"Shane, I can't do this whole secretive marriage deal," I whispered to him.
"I know, it's getting harder and harder to try and explain the rings to the guys. Especially Matt," he replied shaking his head.
"And I think Shannon may start to try and get closer to you. God I hate lying to her. It's hard to even share a locker room with her. I feel like I'm committing some crime by being married to my friend's ex-fiancé, especially since it's only been like 4 months since the break up!"
"Try walking out with her. That's just as bad!" he laughed.
"Hi Shane," Shannon smiled as we met her at the gorilla.
"Hey," he replied uncomfortably.
"Um, you busy tonite? Like do you wanna go get a coffee with me and talk?" she asked.
"Sorry, Case and I have plans to leave right after the show for home," he said quickly.
"Oh, well, maybe some other time," she sighed.
"Yeah, maybe," Shane said moving closer to me. I crossed my arms as I stood in the uncomfortable silence.
"So, um, Shannon, you goin to Stephanie's baby shower this Saturday?" I asked.
"I can't, my brother is getting....married," she answered almost unwillingly.
"Oh, well, tell him congratulations," I smiled wishing for their music to go off so we could get this stupid match over with.
"The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Shane Helms, from Wilkesboro, North Carolina.....BABY!" I watched on the monitor as the two of them put on their best smiles and walked out together, hand in hand. I smiled and shook my head before rolling my shoulders. The arena went dark. Blue and purple lights shined on the stage as smoke filled the area.
'Hate all the blood on my hands
And the sins that bleed from my soul
Take it all away make it
Go away'
I stepped out on the stage with my Hardcore belt around my waist and the crowd popped mad for me.
'Stand up for bein' the last one to control
(But) what you can't see is bein' the last one to know'
"And on her way to the ring, the WWE Hardcore Champion, from Cameron, North Carolina..MYSTIC ANGEL!"
'Fade into a dream
Try and save me from myself now
Save me from myself now'
"Well this is odd! Where's Angel's partner, Randy Orton? He should be out here with her, especially after how she helped him to retain the WWE Undisputed Championship belt this past Sunday against Triple H," JR said as bounced to the beat of the music.
'Fallen from the world
If I could ever breathe in the
Air maybe then I wouldn't suffocate'
I slowly walked down the ramp and slid into the ring. Jumping onto the posts, I saluted the audience. I ripped my t-shirt off, to the delight of the men, and threw it in the crowd. I handed off my belt to the ref and nodded slightly to Shannon. Shane slid out of the ring and the two of us stood in front of each other. She pushed me, but I stood my ground. I kinda laughed at her before kneeing her in the gut. She bent over and I ran behind her to bounce off the ropes, pulling off a beautiful bull dog. I rolled her on her back and covered her for a 2 count. I pulled her up by her long blonde hair and did a couple chops, forcing her into the corner. I kept laying on the chops and the ref split us apart. When he backed away, I walked towards her and she slapped me. I backed away, stunned a bit by the force of the slap, and she climbed up to the second turnbuckle. I shook off the slap and turned to face her, she jumped off and brought me down in a hurricanranna. She tried to pin me, but I immediately kicked out. I stood as quickly as I could and we locked up. I pulled her into head lock and she pushed me into the ropes. I came back at her and did a shoulder block. She fell to the mat and I tried for a second rope moonsault, but she moved so I landed on my feet. She tried to drop kick me, but I had moved out of the way, causing her to fall flat on her back. I grabbed her legs and tried to force her into a sharpshooter. She some how kicked me off her and sat up, but I was ready to do a drop kick into her chest. I tried for the sharpshooter once again, and finally got her over. Her hand hovered over the mat to tap out and right before she hit it, I was knocked in the back by something hard. I fell to the mat, grabbing at my back as I heard the bell ring.
"And here's your winner by disqualification, MYSTIC ANGEL!" I heard my music as I laid on my side to look at my attacker. Randy stood there, holding the belt in his hands, a sly smile on his face. He walked over to the ropes and grabbed a microphone from one of the techs. He stood over me as I withered in pain.
"Angel, Angel, Angel," he said keeping his smile. "You're so dumb! You didn't actually think that I'd keep you around after last Sunday nite, did you?! You did exactly what I was hoping you'd do. Help me keep my belt from the one person I needed to keep it from, TRIPLE H!"
"What?" I asked through my pain.
"That was one hell of a match! He almost had me there, I have to admit that, but when you interfered with that Singapore cane, I had the match won. Now that I have beaten the number one wrestler in the business, I don't need you. I can beat ANYONE now," he laughed. I struggled to my feet and stared at him.
"ASSHOLE!" I spat. He just laughed at me and pushed me to the side, causing me to fall to the mat once again. He walked up the ramp, looking back at me as he walked. I was helped to the back by the refs when he was out of sight. Once there, I bent backwards and cracked my back. I stretched out my arms as I started walking down the hall towards the locker room. I was pulled into a closet roughly, by some unknown person. He put his hands all over my body, touching every part he could.
"I love you," he breathed as he sucked on my neck. I laughed and pulled the chain to turn the light on.
"Dude, I'm so sweaty!" I said as he backed away.
"I don't care. Kinda turns me on, grr," he said with a smile as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"Come on Mr. Helms. We'll get it on when we get home," I smiled.
***************
"Okay, so what are we going to do about moving in together? Cause I have a 6 month lease on this apartment," I said as Shane wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled into his body and took in his scent.
"Well, we'll live here until the lease runs up, then you'll move into my house," he smiled.
"You sure?"
"Well yeah, why not?"
"I dunno, I just figured you'd want to make that OUR home right away, I guess."
"I do, but breaking a lease can cost a lot of money."
"Ya know what? It doesn't really matter as long as we're together," I smiled.
"Nope, it really doesn't," he sighed. "Ya know, maybe we should start telling people?"
"Yeah, we should. How about Friday nite, at the house show?"
"Sounds good. How do we handle telling Shannon?"
"We don't?" I said hopefully.
"Yeah, not gonna work babe," he laughed. "You're friends with her, you should tell her."
"But you dated her."
"We're not gonna resolve this one are we?"
"Probably not, unless you give in."
"You know me better than that."
"Yeah, thought so," I laughed.
"Case, I wanna start a family," Shane said.
"A family?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm not getting any younger here. I'd like to have kids before I'm 50."
"I know Shane. I understand that," I replied.
"I know that you probably don't want to start one right now, with having lost your baby. But I want to be able to play with them. I want to be able to hold them. I want to take care of them before they have to take care of me."
"I know. I just, I don't know if I'm ready to be a mother," I replied.
"I know. Forget about it."
"No, I don't want to. You want kids and I want you to be happy," I sighed. "Look, how about we discuss this again in 2 months, when I move in with you. Because by then I'll have finished this prescription of my pill."
"Do you mean it?"
"Yeah, of course I do."
"Thanks baby, this means a lot to me," he smiled.
"Well, if it really meant a lot to you, then you'd do something for me," I smiled slyly.
"Uh-oh. What?"
"I want you to get a tattoo with me," I replied sweetly cuddling up closer to him.
"Baby, if you get any more tattoos you'll look like your father!" he joked in response.
"Shane, I'm serious," I pouted and he leaned down to kiss my lips.
"Tattoo of what?" he sighed.
"I wanna get Sugar tattooed on my hip," I said showing the exact spot where it would go. He grinned and rubbed his fingers over mine and lower stomach. "And you would get Angel tattooed on yours!"
"Oh no I won't! Men don't get tattoos on their hips!" he protested.
"But Shaney," I whined.
"Oh don't give me that crap!" he laughed.
"Pwease?"
"Alright, I'll think about it." He shook his head and laughed.
"What?" I asked with a smile, looking into his deep brown eyes.
"I have to admit, I never thought I'd EVER marry a girl with weird colored hair, tattoos galore, and piercing," he replied.
"And who did you think you'd marry?" I asked.
"An exotic looking girl. Tall, slender, kicking body, dark hair, dark eyes, tan skin, a killer ass, long legs, amazing breasts," he smiled dreamingly.
"Excuse me!" I exclaimed slapping his arm.
"But marrying you was MUCH better. You may not be tall, or have dark hair, or have dark eyes, or long legs, but your body is definitely hot, your breasts are unbelievable, your ass makes me speechless, and your just perfect," he smiled kissing my forehead.
"You'd better say all that," I growled.
"Well, I'm gonna go get the pizza and movies. I'll be right back," he said sliding out from under my body. I sighed as I curled my legs up and flicked the tv on, just as Luna jumped up on the couch.
"Oh Shane!" I called to him.
"Yeah?" he asked just before he headed out the door.
"NO PORN!"
"Yes, Casey," he said shutting the door behind him. I laughed and shook my head, knowing that he'd come back with some type of porn in his hands.
When Shane returned, I had just finished changing into a pair of flannel pj pants and a tank top. I heard Shane messing around in kitchen, but didn't pay much attention to him.
"Case, you want soda or a Skky Blue?" he called to me.
"Which ever! You pick!" I responded putting my glasses on after taking out my contacts. I walked into the living room and it was lit up by candles. On the coffee table sat two wine glasses, one filled with Skky blue and the other with what I assumed was some Shipyard beer flavor we had brought back with us from Maine 2 weeks before. Plates sat next to each other with the box of pizza sitting behind them. Shane stood by the couch with a bouquet of roses in his hands, 6 red, 3 white, and 3 pink. "Awe, Shane!"
"Just a thank you for marrying me. I know it's not some romantic dinner out at some fancy restaurant, but I think it says what I wanted it to," he smiled as I walked towards him. He handed me the flowers and held my hand. "I love you."
"Shane, this was really sweet. I love you too," I smiled reaching up to kiss him. He took the flowers from me and set them on the end table. I sat on the couch and waited for him to join me. "So, what'd you get for movies?"
"Well, I know you said no porn, but I couldn't help myself," he answered pulling out the tape.
"Dude, I knew you'd rent one," I laughed. "But I also know you rented something else."
"Yep, so later tonite we'll watch this," he wiggled his eyebrows seductively before throwing the tape on the floor. "I thought we'd go old, old school tonite. So I got Harvey, Singing in the Rain, and Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte."
"This is gonna be great," I smiled sipping my drink as Shane popped in a movie. He hit play on the VCR and settled on the couch next to me, placing a slice of pizza on both our plates. He held up his glass and motioned for me to do the same.
"I wanna make a toast. Casey, I couldn't be a happier man. You have always known the right things to say or do. I don't know how, but you always manage to put a smile on my face. It's amazing to think that for years we've been together whether it be intimately or just on a friendship level. I love you so much and I know we have MANY more years to share together," he spoke. I put my hand up to his cheek and smiled at him. I mouthed 'I love you' and kissed his cheek. "So um, yeah, here's to us." We clinked our glasses together and began our movie night.
***********
"What did you and Jeff do with all the wedding gifts you guys received?" Shannon asked me with a sigh as we got ready for the show.
"Wedding gifts?" I asked.
"Yeah, ya know, the ones that you got before the wedding. What did you do with them when you didn't get married?"
"We returned what we could. Why?"
"Cause I have to do that with Shane and mine. Ya know, I'm starting to wonder if I hadn't made the wrong mistake by breaking up with him," she said. I dropped my boots on the bench and whipped my head around to look at her.
"Y, you wouldn't date him again, right?!" I exclaimed.
"I don't know. Why?" We looked at each other as I tried to hide my rings.
"Um, no reason. Just wondering," I said grabbing my boots and walking over to where Trish was. She looked at him and chuckled lightly. "I can't do this anymore," I whispered. "I have to tell people. Especially Shannon. She has a right to know, right?!"
"I dunno, I mean, the whole situation was kinda weird, ya know?" Trish replied. "I'd hold out just a bit longer. You've only been married a week."
"Was I crazy to do what I did?"
"No, I think it was sweet," she smiled.
"Well, it's just so hard to not tell anyone that we're married. I mean, I can't even tell my dad. Adam doesn't know, Matt doesn't know, Amy doesn't know. You and Shan are the only ones. It's really hard," I sighed.
"Just hold out. You'll be able to tell them soon. I'm sure of it," she patted my shoulder and headed out the door with the Women's belt over her shoulder. I shook my head and finished getting ready.
I ran down the hall, to meet Shane at the men's locker room, pulling on my Mystic Angel t-shirt. Shane was waiting for me outside the door. I reached up and kissed, after making sure no one was around to see us. I readjusted my jeans, tightened my white star belt, and tightened my ponytail, just to look inconspicuous as Paul walked by. Shane and I waved to him and let a deep breath go when he was out of sight. Shane kissed me again and we started back down the hall.
"Shane, I can't do this whole secretive marriage deal," I whispered to him.
"I know, it's getting harder and harder to try and explain the rings to the guys. Especially Matt," he replied shaking his head.
"And I think Shannon may start to try and get closer to you. God I hate lying to her. It's hard to even share a locker room with her. I feel like I'm committing some crime by being married to my friend's ex-fiancé, especially since it's only been like 4 months since the break up!"
"Try walking out with her. That's just as bad!" he laughed.
"Hi Shane," Shannon smiled as we met her at the gorilla.
"Hey," he replied uncomfortably.
"Um, you busy tonite? Like do you wanna go get a coffee with me and talk?" she asked.
"Sorry, Case and I have plans to leave right after the show for home," he said quickly.
"Oh, well, maybe some other time," she sighed.
"Yeah, maybe," Shane said moving closer to me. I crossed my arms as I stood in the uncomfortable silence.
"So, um, Shannon, you goin to Stephanie's baby shower this Saturday?" I asked.
"I can't, my brother is getting....married," she answered almost unwillingly.
"Oh, well, tell him congratulations," I smiled wishing for their music to go off so we could get this stupid match over with.
"The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Shane Helms, from Wilkesboro, North Carolina.....BABY!" I watched on the monitor as the two of them put on their best smiles and walked out together, hand in hand. I smiled and shook my head before rolling my shoulders. The arena went dark. Blue and purple lights shined on the stage as smoke filled the area.
'Hate all the blood on my hands
And the sins that bleed from my soul
Take it all away make it
Go away'
I stepped out on the stage with my Hardcore belt around my waist and the crowd popped mad for me.
'Stand up for bein' the last one to control
(But) what you can't see is bein' the last one to know'
"And on her way to the ring, the WWE Hardcore Champion, from Cameron, North Carolina..MYSTIC ANGEL!"
'Fade into a dream
Try and save me from myself now
Save me from myself now'
"Well this is odd! Where's Angel's partner, Randy Orton? He should be out here with her, especially after how she helped him to retain the WWE Undisputed Championship belt this past Sunday against Triple H," JR said as bounced to the beat of the music.
'Fallen from the world
If I could ever breathe in the
Air maybe then I wouldn't suffocate'
I slowly walked down the ramp and slid into the ring. Jumping onto the posts, I saluted the audience. I ripped my t-shirt off, to the delight of the men, and threw it in the crowd. I handed off my belt to the ref and nodded slightly to Shannon. Shane slid out of the ring and the two of us stood in front of each other. She pushed me, but I stood my ground. I kinda laughed at her before kneeing her in the gut. She bent over and I ran behind her to bounce off the ropes, pulling off a beautiful bull dog. I rolled her on her back and covered her for a 2 count. I pulled her up by her long blonde hair and did a couple chops, forcing her into the corner. I kept laying on the chops and the ref split us apart. When he backed away, I walked towards her and she slapped me. I backed away, stunned a bit by the force of the slap, and she climbed up to the second turnbuckle. I shook off the slap and turned to face her, she jumped off and brought me down in a hurricanranna. She tried to pin me, but I immediately kicked out. I stood as quickly as I could and we locked up. I pulled her into head lock and she pushed me into the ropes. I came back at her and did a shoulder block. She fell to the mat and I tried for a second rope moonsault, but she moved so I landed on my feet. She tried to drop kick me, but I had moved out of the way, causing her to fall flat on her back. I grabbed her legs and tried to force her into a sharpshooter. She some how kicked me off her and sat up, but I was ready to do a drop kick into her chest. I tried for the sharpshooter once again, and finally got her over. Her hand hovered over the mat to tap out and right before she hit it, I was knocked in the back by something hard. I fell to the mat, grabbing at my back as I heard the bell ring.
"And here's your winner by disqualification, MYSTIC ANGEL!" I heard my music as I laid on my side to look at my attacker. Randy stood there, holding the belt in his hands, a sly smile on his face. He walked over to the ropes and grabbed a microphone from one of the techs. He stood over me as I withered in pain.
"Angel, Angel, Angel," he said keeping his smile. "You're so dumb! You didn't actually think that I'd keep you around after last Sunday nite, did you?! You did exactly what I was hoping you'd do. Help me keep my belt from the one person I needed to keep it from, TRIPLE H!"
"What?" I asked through my pain.
"That was one hell of a match! He almost had me there, I have to admit that, but when you interfered with that Singapore cane, I had the match won. Now that I have beaten the number one wrestler in the business, I don't need you. I can beat ANYONE now," he laughed. I struggled to my feet and stared at him.
"ASSHOLE!" I spat. He just laughed at me and pushed me to the side, causing me to fall to the mat once again. He walked up the ramp, looking back at me as he walked. I was helped to the back by the refs when he was out of sight. Once there, I bent backwards and cracked my back. I stretched out my arms as I started walking down the hall towards the locker room. I was pulled into a closet roughly, by some unknown person. He put his hands all over my body, touching every part he could.
"I love you," he breathed as he sucked on my neck. I laughed and pulled the chain to turn the light on.
"Dude, I'm so sweaty!" I said as he backed away.
"I don't care. Kinda turns me on, grr," he said with a smile as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"Come on Mr. Helms. We'll get it on when we get home," I smiled.
***************
"Okay, so what are we going to do about moving in together? Cause I have a 6 month lease on this apartment," I said as Shane wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled into his body and took in his scent.
"Well, we'll live here until the lease runs up, then you'll move into my house," he smiled.
"You sure?"
"Well yeah, why not?"
"I dunno, I just figured you'd want to make that OUR home right away, I guess."
"I do, but breaking a lease can cost a lot of money."
"Ya know what? It doesn't really matter as long as we're together," I smiled.
"Nope, it really doesn't," he sighed. "Ya know, maybe we should start telling people?"
"Yeah, we should. How about Friday nite, at the house show?"
"Sounds good. How do we handle telling Shannon?"
"We don't?" I said hopefully.
"Yeah, not gonna work babe," he laughed. "You're friends with her, you should tell her."
"But you dated her."
"We're not gonna resolve this one are we?"
"Probably not, unless you give in."
"You know me better than that."
"Yeah, thought so," I laughed.
"Case, I wanna start a family," Shane said.
"A family?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm not getting any younger here. I'd like to have kids before I'm 50."
"I know Shane. I understand that," I replied.
"I know that you probably don't want to start one right now, with having lost your baby. But I want to be able to play with them. I want to be able to hold them. I want to take care of them before they have to take care of me."
"I know. I just, I don't know if I'm ready to be a mother," I replied.
"I know. Forget about it."
"No, I don't want to. You want kids and I want you to be happy," I sighed. "Look, how about we discuss this again in 2 months, when I move in with you. Because by then I'll have finished this prescription of my pill."
"Do you mean it?"
"Yeah, of course I do."
"Thanks baby, this means a lot to me," he smiled.
"Well, if it really meant a lot to you, then you'd do something for me," I smiled slyly.
"Uh-oh. What?"
"I want you to get a tattoo with me," I replied sweetly cuddling up closer to him.
"Baby, if you get any more tattoos you'll look like your father!" he joked in response.
"Shane, I'm serious," I pouted and he leaned down to kiss my lips.
"Tattoo of what?" he sighed.
"I wanna get Sugar tattooed on my hip," I said showing the exact spot where it would go. He grinned and rubbed his fingers over mine and lower stomach. "And you would get Angel tattooed on yours!"
"Oh no I won't! Men don't get tattoos on their hips!" he protested.
"But Shaney," I whined.
"Oh don't give me that crap!" he laughed.
"Pwease?"
"Alright, I'll think about it." He shook his head and laughed.
"What?" I asked with a smile, looking into his deep brown eyes.
"I have to admit, I never thought I'd EVER marry a girl with weird colored hair, tattoos galore, and piercing," he replied.
"And who did you think you'd marry?" I asked.
"An exotic looking girl. Tall, slender, kicking body, dark hair, dark eyes, tan skin, a killer ass, long legs, amazing breasts," he smiled dreamingly.
"Excuse me!" I exclaimed slapping his arm.
"But marrying you was MUCH better. You may not be tall, or have dark hair, or have dark eyes, or long legs, but your body is definitely hot, your breasts are unbelievable, your ass makes me speechless, and your just perfect," he smiled kissing my forehead.
"You'd better say all that," I growled.
"Well, I'm gonna go get the pizza and movies. I'll be right back," he said sliding out from under my body. I sighed as I curled my legs up and flicked the tv on, just as Luna jumped up on the couch.
"Oh Shane!" I called to him.
"Yeah?" he asked just before he headed out the door.
"NO PORN!"
"Yes, Casey," he said shutting the door behind him. I laughed and shook my head, knowing that he'd come back with some type of porn in his hands.
When Shane returned, I had just finished changing into a pair of flannel pj pants and a tank top. I heard Shane messing around in kitchen, but didn't pay much attention to him.
"Case, you want soda or a Skky Blue?" he called to me.
"Which ever! You pick!" I responded putting my glasses on after taking out my contacts. I walked into the living room and it was lit up by candles. On the coffee table sat two wine glasses, one filled with Skky blue and the other with what I assumed was some Shipyard beer flavor we had brought back with us from Maine 2 weeks before. Plates sat next to each other with the box of pizza sitting behind them. Shane stood by the couch with a bouquet of roses in his hands, 6 red, 3 white, and 3 pink. "Awe, Shane!"
"Just a thank you for marrying me. I know it's not some romantic dinner out at some fancy restaurant, but I think it says what I wanted it to," he smiled as I walked towards him. He handed me the flowers and held my hand. "I love you."
"Shane, this was really sweet. I love you too," I smiled reaching up to kiss him. He took the flowers from me and set them on the end table. I sat on the couch and waited for him to join me. "So, what'd you get for movies?"
"Well, I know you said no porn, but I couldn't help myself," he answered pulling out the tape.
"Dude, I knew you'd rent one," I laughed. "But I also know you rented something else."
"Yep, so later tonite we'll watch this," he wiggled his eyebrows seductively before throwing the tape on the floor. "I thought we'd go old, old school tonite. So I got Harvey, Singing in the Rain, and Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte."
"This is gonna be great," I smiled sipping my drink as Shane popped in a movie. He hit play on the VCR and settled on the couch next to me, placing a slice of pizza on both our plates. He held up his glass and motioned for me to do the same.
"I wanna make a toast. Casey, I couldn't be a happier man. You have always known the right things to say or do. I don't know how, but you always manage to put a smile on my face. It's amazing to think that for years we've been together whether it be intimately or just on a friendship level. I love you so much and I know we have MANY more years to share together," he spoke. I put my hand up to his cheek and smiled at him. I mouthed 'I love you' and kissed his cheek. "So um, yeah, here's to us." We clinked our glasses together and began our movie night.
