"Dear family, we're gathered here in your presence to bring together our
daughter and sister with this man in the holy sanction of marriage. They
will soon bring a new life into this world, their first child who will
bring them much happiness. I remember when I first met Rebecca. She was
four and a very curious child. Always asking questions, I don't think she
ever stopped talking. I knew that one day she'd be in the field of helping
people and I am happy to say that I am quite pleased with the way she
turned out. It is also my extreme pleasure to wed Rebecca and Maurice."
Priest Michael Andrew said with a smile. "Maurice I understand that you
wrote your own vows?"
Bosco nodded. He looked so good in his Blues Uniform. Polished, pristine; she couldn't find the right words to describe the way he looked. He was just, amazing. "Becca, I don't know where to start. I fell in love with your beauty, your smarts, your ingenuity, and your everything. I've been in love before, well I thought I was, but I really didn't know what love was until I met you. You showed me the true meaning and for that I am forever eternally thankful. You made me feel a way I have never felt before. You showed me how to be a better man. I will honor you for the rest of my life, keep you on a pedestal for the rest of my life and treat you as the queen that you are. I have a better life because of you and that is because you are my life. I love you so much Becca."
The tears of happiness could not stop falling from her eyes. Becca knew that he loved her, but she never knew it was like this. "Maurice, you showed me that there really could be a man out there who loved me. Who treated me like I should be treated and loved me like I should be. I found the perfect husband and the perfect father. I found the perfect man for me to love. You make me feel safe, wanted and loved. In other words, when I am with you, I am safe, I am wanted and I am loved. I couldn't have asked for a better person to be brought into my life. We have been through a lot, but those trials only made us stronger and brought us even closer. And now with our first child who will soon be here, my life is now complete."
"With that, Rebecca; do you take Maurice to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, through good times and bad, sickness and health, better or worse, richer or poorer until death do you part? If you are true to this, please say I do." The priest said.
"I do." Rebecca said with a smile.
"Maurice, do you take Rebecca do be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, through good times and bad, sickness and health, better or worse, richer or poorer, until death do you part? If you are true to this, please say I do."
Bosco looked at Rebecca, "I do."
"With the power vested in me by the state of Connecticut and through the eyes of God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Maurice, you may kiss your bride." Priest Michael smiled.
Bos took one step forward placing his hands on Rebecca's face and brought his to hers. His lips touched hers and began to give her the most passionate kiss they have ever shared. It was finally done. They were married. He was her husband, and she his wife.
Later that night as they lay sleeping in bed, Bosco hold Rebecca next to him, he was awaken by what sounded like branches being stepped on. "Damn raccoons." He muttered. He closed his eyes and tried to fall back asleep. Bosco shot up from the position he was in when he heard footsteps in living room of the larger than life cottage. Rebecca's parents left the cottage to them, but could one of her brother's have come back for something they may have forgotten? He quietly and slowly got out of bed to investigate. He grabbed his robe from the back of the chair that sat in the corner of the bedroom. His eyes had trouble fixating in the dark; he was still tired and wanted his eyes to fix themselves quickly. His first thought that it was Bryan who may have left his briefcase back at the place. He noticed it earlier and wondered if he took it with him. He opened the door and stared down the long dark hallway, the only light to illuminate the hallway was the nightlight in the wall socket. He looked up at the clock on the wall to read that it was two thirteen in the morning. 'For God sakes Brian couldn't you have picked up the damn thing in the morning?' Bosco said quietly to himself.
Bosco entered the living room and scanned it carefully. No one was there, maybe it was just his imagination, but he swore he heard footsteps. Maybe it was her other brother Andrew. He loved doing things like this. "I swear to God Andrew if that's you, I'm going to kick your ass! And you know I can do it!" Bosco called out. "Didn't you hear your parents earlier today? They left this place to us!" He walked into the kitchen and noticed a figure near the end of it. "Damnit. Andrew or Brian, which one of you is it. I'm tired and want to sleep." The figure got closer. "Quit pissing around!" He paused. "Which one of you wants my foot up your ass first?"
Finally the figure got close enough for the patio light outside to shine in on it. The look on Bosco's face went from anger to shock in less than a second. "You. What the fuck are you doing here?"
Bosco nodded. He looked so good in his Blues Uniform. Polished, pristine; she couldn't find the right words to describe the way he looked. He was just, amazing. "Becca, I don't know where to start. I fell in love with your beauty, your smarts, your ingenuity, and your everything. I've been in love before, well I thought I was, but I really didn't know what love was until I met you. You showed me the true meaning and for that I am forever eternally thankful. You made me feel a way I have never felt before. You showed me how to be a better man. I will honor you for the rest of my life, keep you on a pedestal for the rest of my life and treat you as the queen that you are. I have a better life because of you and that is because you are my life. I love you so much Becca."
The tears of happiness could not stop falling from her eyes. Becca knew that he loved her, but she never knew it was like this. "Maurice, you showed me that there really could be a man out there who loved me. Who treated me like I should be treated and loved me like I should be. I found the perfect husband and the perfect father. I found the perfect man for me to love. You make me feel safe, wanted and loved. In other words, when I am with you, I am safe, I am wanted and I am loved. I couldn't have asked for a better person to be brought into my life. We have been through a lot, but those trials only made us stronger and brought us even closer. And now with our first child who will soon be here, my life is now complete."
"With that, Rebecca; do you take Maurice to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, through good times and bad, sickness and health, better or worse, richer or poorer until death do you part? If you are true to this, please say I do." The priest said.
"I do." Rebecca said with a smile.
"Maurice, do you take Rebecca do be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, through good times and bad, sickness and health, better or worse, richer or poorer, until death do you part? If you are true to this, please say I do."
Bosco looked at Rebecca, "I do."
"With the power vested in me by the state of Connecticut and through the eyes of God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Maurice, you may kiss your bride." Priest Michael smiled.
Bos took one step forward placing his hands on Rebecca's face and brought his to hers. His lips touched hers and began to give her the most passionate kiss they have ever shared. It was finally done. They were married. He was her husband, and she his wife.
Later that night as they lay sleeping in bed, Bosco hold Rebecca next to him, he was awaken by what sounded like branches being stepped on. "Damn raccoons." He muttered. He closed his eyes and tried to fall back asleep. Bosco shot up from the position he was in when he heard footsteps in living room of the larger than life cottage. Rebecca's parents left the cottage to them, but could one of her brother's have come back for something they may have forgotten? He quietly and slowly got out of bed to investigate. He grabbed his robe from the back of the chair that sat in the corner of the bedroom. His eyes had trouble fixating in the dark; he was still tired and wanted his eyes to fix themselves quickly. His first thought that it was Bryan who may have left his briefcase back at the place. He noticed it earlier and wondered if he took it with him. He opened the door and stared down the long dark hallway, the only light to illuminate the hallway was the nightlight in the wall socket. He looked up at the clock on the wall to read that it was two thirteen in the morning. 'For God sakes Brian couldn't you have picked up the damn thing in the morning?' Bosco said quietly to himself.
Bosco entered the living room and scanned it carefully. No one was there, maybe it was just his imagination, but he swore he heard footsteps. Maybe it was her other brother Andrew. He loved doing things like this. "I swear to God Andrew if that's you, I'm going to kick your ass! And you know I can do it!" Bosco called out. "Didn't you hear your parents earlier today? They left this place to us!" He walked into the kitchen and noticed a figure near the end of it. "Damnit. Andrew or Brian, which one of you is it. I'm tired and want to sleep." The figure got closer. "Quit pissing around!" He paused. "Which one of you wants my foot up your ass first?"
Finally the figure got close enough for the patio light outside to shine in on it. The look on Bosco's face went from anger to shock in less than a second. "You. What the fuck are you doing here?"
