OK I heard Death Cab on the radio today. That makes me sad. The cool part about Death Cab is that they aren't sell-out Green Day that is on the radio all the time. Plus they are just pretty much awesome in general. ahh that makes me sad! Ok part two of the vow renewal… have fun… there hopefully will be lotsa parts to comment on (vows, reception, toasts, later that night… hehe) so be sure to tell me everything you liked or hated!
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Chapter 14: Canon, Toast, and Differences
Canon in D swelled in the air around her as her eyes searched for the man standing at the altar, waiting for her. Ah, there he was, in his tux, his eyes staring directly at her, and nothing else in the room. She blushed under his gaze, even from a distance. He smiled, and tried to remain standing still, but he couldn't help but fiddle with his hands. Kirsten bit her lip, suppressing a laugh and cry at the same time, not exactly sure what she was feeling besides her heart throbbing against the inside of her chest, begging to be let out. Once she started forward, she could not feel her feet moving, but she could feel the magnetism between her and her husband of twenty-one years getting stronger as they grew closer. This all felt so familiar, even though it was more than two decades ago. Probably because she remembered it so closely, and cherished the memory close to her heart.
God, she looks gorgeous. How did I end up with her? And how did I end up getting her to stick around after all these years? Look at her- so beautiful and graceful, elegant. Classy. That's what she is- classy. She's the type of person that walks into a room and turns heads. Not because she's Caleb Nichol's daughter, or number two at the Newport Group, or Sandy Cohen's wife- but because she's charismatic and classy. And damn sexy too. How many times have we been in public together on a plain-jane Tuesday and she has got so many guys looking at her? Good-looking guys too. She seems totally oblivious to it all and sees only me- and I know that she is completely happy with me. How did I manage that one? Rebecca was never like that- she wasn't like Kirsten at all. Rebecca was all surface- no depth. What you see was what you got. With Kirsten- she looks like a Barbie doll, and acts like one too(from time to time) but deep down- she is one of the clumsiest most silly people I can think of. All Rebecca ever cared about was saving the world. Everything was so desperate to her. So serious. Kirsten knows serious, but when it's just the two of us, she is so light-hearted, and free. I wonder if that's because she is with me. Would Rebecca have been like that with the one that she was meant to be with- like Kirsten and I are with each other? Romantic, passionate, playful, loving? Or would she still make everything the end of the world? Rebecca always acted like that, no matter what the case- everything was so dramatic and a life-changing experience. But we were like the same person. Was I really like that or did she just agree with me to make me happy? Did Kirsten change me or was I just truly finding myself? Why am I comparing Kirsten and Rebecca right now? Kirsten always wins. No matter what. Because she's Kirsten-- my wife-- the one I love.
Kirsten and Caleb approached the sanctuary, and Sandy greeted the two. Caleb placed his daughter's hand in Sandy's and stepped back, after kissing his daughter on the cheek. Kirsten smiled at Sandy, and he squeezed her hand, smiling back.
Here we go again. She thought, smiling to herself.
I am the luckiest man alive. He thought, looking deep into her eyes, and communicating silent 'I love you's' to his wife in their unspoken tongue.
"Dearly beloved, we gather here today…." the minister's voice droned in one ear and out the other as Sandy and Kirsten stared into each other's eyes, and finally it was time to exchange their vows.
"Sandy, please tell Kirsten how you feel."
"Kirsten Cohen, you are the most perfect person I have ever met. You are everything that matters to me, you are the one I love. When I get up in the morning, I look forward to another day with you. I want to spend the rest of my life waking up next to you, I want to spend every moment of my life by your side. Forever, Kirsten, I do."
"Kirsten, please tell Sandy how you feel."
"Sandy, there have been so many people and things that have come in and out of my life- never dependable, never consistent. You are the exception, you are the constant, and I need you to stay that way. I love you so much, I don't even understand it. I want to be with you forever, and be the constant in your life. I forever do." She said, smiling, and holding back her tears. After the rings were put on each others' fingers, the minister finished the ceremony.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, again. You may kiss the bride."
Sandy slowly lifted the veil to reveal his wife's smiling face. He cupped her cheek, and kissed her softly and slowly. After the crowd started to cheer, and Seth groaned, he pulled away. Kirsten bit her lip, and smiled up at him, as he stroked her cheek. Holding hands, they faced the congregation, and the minister introduced them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Sanford Cohen." The music played again, and the two lovebirds walked down the aisle again, hand-in-hand. They exited the chapel, and headed toward the beach for the reception in their limo. Sandy opened the door for her, and helped her in. He climbed in after her and shut the door. She laced her hand with his, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"So what did your dad say after I left?" Sandy asked, smiling guiltily.
"He scolded me- and then I told him that you snuck in last time but he wasn't there to stop us." she replied, smiling. Sandy's smile widened, and he laughed a little before kissing his wife slowly, passionately, and affectionately. He broke apart for a minute, his eyes falling over her body, making her smile.
"You look beautiful sweetie." Sandy said, stroking her cheek.
"Thank you." Kirsten blushed, and looked down.
"This dress looks it would be hard to get on." Sandy said, looking befuddled by the complexity of his wife's outfit.
"Oh, god it's so uncomfortable." She complained.
"Well, we could just go home and take it off…" Sandy said, raising his eyebrows in suggestion. Kirsten elbowed him playfully in the stomach and kissed him again through her smile.
The driver stopped and parked at a grassy hill next to the beach, and helped Sandy and Kirsten out of the limo. The sun was setting out over the ocean, and the sky was orange tinted as the daylight faded. The air was breezy, and cooling off from the typical daytime heat in the southern California community. Hand in hand, the couple walked down to where the party was. Seth, of course, was already on the mike. There were tables set up everywhere, and Ryan and Marissa came forward first to congratulate Sandy and Kirsten and show them to their seats.
"Good evening ladies and gents! It is my pleasure to welcome you all to the par-tay! Today we celebrate the vow renewal of two very special, and when I say that I mean it cuz without them, I wouldn't be here, yes, ladies and gentlemen, my parents. Let's give a round of congratulations to Sandy and Kirsten Cohen!" Everyone clapped, laughing at Seth, and Sandy slipped his hand into Kirsten, and she smiled at him. "All righty then, now that everyone is nice and settled in, I think it's time that we eat. I'm starved and lookin' forward to something other than take out." Seth looked sheepishly over toward his parents. "Love you mom." Everyone laughed as Seth jumped off the stage and took Summer's hand and led her directly over to the buffet.
Sandy laughed at his son's joke, but Kirsten shot him a look. He kissed her hand, and gave her a puppy dog face that she couldn't resist. She kissed him very softly, but they were quickly interrupted by Seth. "Guys, please. Eating." He pointed to the enormous plate of food he was carrying. Kirsten rolled her eyes, before standing up, and planting a wet one on her son's cheek. "C'mon Sandy. Let's eat." She smiled at Seth, enjoying her sweet victory, and took her husband's hand, leading him over to the buffet. After dinner, Seth was back on stage, mike in hand, with Ryan, Marissa and Summer in tow. As he pointed to Marissa, she tapped her glass to get people's attention.
"Ok. Well, I hope you've all enjoyed your dinner, which, thankfully for health's sake was not prepared by my…" Seth's voice trailed off as he caught a teasing look from his mom. "BEAUTIFUL, WONDERFUL, did I mention BEAUTIFUL mother. Once again, love you mom."
"Love you too Seth." Kirsten called out to Seth from where she was sitting.
"So yeah, next item on the list would be…" he pointed one finger over to Ryan, but looked down awaiting his answer.
"Toast." Ryan called nonchalantly.
"Good boy. Just as we rehearsed, but yes, it is toasting time. I love toast, just to let you all know. But not when mom makes it!" quickly he jumped off the stage, and his 'audience' laughed. Sandy, Kirsten, Summer, Ryan and Marissa all rolled their eyes, as Seth turned around to see the reaction he got. Finally he climbed back on stage. And back up to the mike, clearing his throat and asked who would like to speak first.
Julie raised her glass, she stood up, and walked up the stage, kissed her daughter's cheek, and then took the mike from Seth. Seth immediately stepped back from Julie Cooper-Nichol (or whatever she was calling herself these days).
"Hello everyone, for those of you who don't know me, my name is Julie Cooper-Nichol" Yes, it was Cooper-Nichol, Seth thought to himself. "And I am Kirsten's step-mother and maid-of-honor. Let me just say how lucky I am to have such great friends like Sandy and Kirsten, they have been there for me when I have had no one else, they've given people chances, opportunities, and so much support. You guys are very special, and constantly role models for me. What would the universe do without you two? I'm not sure I'd want to find out. Thank you." Julie handed the microphone back to Seth, and then walked back down the steps, sharing a brief smile with Kirsten.
"Thank you Julie. Umm, looks like grandpa wants to talk. Everyone, please welcome Caleb Nichol." Seth handed the microphone to his grandfather, and stepped back clapping. Over at their table, Kirsten found her husband's hand and held it in hers. Sandy stroked her wedding finger.
"Good evening. Today is the celebration of my first daughter's second marriage. To the same guy." the crowd laughed a little, and Sandy kissed Kirsten's cheek. "Believe me Sandy, when I first met you, let's see… you and Kirsten were going to school at Berkeley, and it was the Monday before Thanksgiving weekend of Kirsten's sophomore year. Her mother, Catherine" Kirsten immediately looked down at the sound of her mother's name. "told me that Kirsten was bringing her new boyfriend home, so I had to be nice." Sandy rolled his eyes. "How did that one work out, Sanford?"
"Oh, you loved me, Caycay, you know it!" Sandy called back.
"Yeah. Sure." the old man snorted. "So I was talking on the phone to Kirsten the night before they left for Newport, and I was asking her about this 'friend' of hers. 'He's my boyfriend, DAD. And his name is Sandy Cohen and he's in law school and you need to be nice to him Daddy, or my life will be ruined forever." The audience laughed, and Kirsten bit her lip, containing her smile as she listened to her father tryto imitate her voice.
"And so I said, Kiki, if the guy can't handle his girlfriend's father, than he's not worth it."
"Well, Kiki, I decided that that husband of yours has been handling me for over twenty one years now. I guess he's worth it. And you'll never get me to say it again." Caleb smiled at his daughter, and the audience laughed again. "Congratulations honey, both of you. You love each other very much. And you need to stop showing us how much in broad daylight. Especially in front of the children!" he scolded.
"Thank You Grandpa! Finally, someone understands!" Seth woke up from his short day dream, and put a supportive hand on his grandfather's shoulder, and glared jokingly at his parents. On cue, Sandy kissed Kirsten through her smile, just to annoy the two of them. And, on cue, Seth groaned.
"Ok, who's next? Nana, is that you?" Seth asked, confused.
"Yes, Sethela, it's me. Now help your old grandmother up on stage before I kill your father for not saying hello before." She shot a look at Sandy, and then smiled, as her son got up to greet her. Sandy had a look of shock on his face, but Kirsten had a happy grin on hers. "Caleb Nichol, you and I may not have much in common, but there is one thing. The inappropriate behavior between our children, in front of our grandchildren, is simply inexcusable. Sanford, look at me when I am talking to you." She said, joking. Sandy rolled his eyes, and Seth rushed to the Nana's defense.
"Yeah dad, look at her. She's your mother." Seth scolded sarcastically.
"Seth, now look at me when I'm talking to you, let your grandmother speak, or I'll make you come sit with your father and I and you can watch us kiss all night…" Kirsten threatened.
"Nana, what were you saying?" Seth said innocently, glancing sideways at his mother, who was now laughing.
"As I was saying, you two really need to cut it out. But, I'll tell you a good story. I remember the first time I met Kirsten. It was winter break and they had been dating for almost 8 months. Sandy had only told me about the girl over the phone, I'd never spoken to her or met her. So I invited him home for a few days over the holidays, and Sandy said he would be happy to come if he could bring Kirsten. I groaned at the offer, but complied, knowing that I wouldn't be able to see him for a long time again, so better take the offer that stands. So he and Kirsten were coming for a few days, including New Year's. They arrived at my house in the Bronx, and I watched them step out of the cab from the window above, and I took one look at her. California written all over you- darling- its not your fault. The poor girl was shivering in forty degree weather, and she had a huge coat wrapped around her. She looked nervous as hell, and Sandy took her hand and kissed her quickly, to calm her down a bit, and she relaxed a little. I opened the door and let them in, greeted Sandy and he introduced the two of us. I think I made it clear right away that I knew her type. She and I never really got along, but I remember one particular conversation that Sandy and I had. It was in private, but I knew that SOMEONE was listening in." Sophie looked over to see a sheepish Kirsten remembering all the parts of her mother-in-law's story. "Sandy told me that I needed to be nicer because he wasn't going to lose her, just because his mother didn't approve. And I told him how angry I was at him for leaving New York in the first place, for going clear across the country. I told him that if he wanted to marry this girl that he could kiss his entire background goodbye. And he said that he loved this girl. No matter what, he was going to make it work, because she and him were meant to be. I told him when he was a kid that if he ever found the person that would make him shut up- by whatever means, then hold onto her because she's a keeper. He used my own words against me that day. He told me that he was proposing to Kirsten that night- on New Years, and that they would be together forever. Well, he's not a liar, my son. He made a life for himself out here in the sunshine state, and he found the girl that could shut him up. Congratulations, you two. I'm proud of you." Sandy slipped his arms around Kirsten's waist, and planted a kiss on her cheek. She laced their hands together, under the table, as the crowd clapped at Sophie's story.
"How come I didn't hear about my mother coming? I'll have to thank Seth for that later." Sandy said, confused at the arrival of his mother.
"You'll do no such thing, Sanford. I called her and convinced her to come. It was ME." she said, putting her face close to Sandy's, which eventually broke into a smile and kissed hers.
"How did you manage that? My mother can't stand you. Exhibit A." Sandy said, pointing to the stage.
"I have my ways. Besides, I needed someone to keep an eye on the boys while we are out of town for two weeks"
"Ahhh, you are smart. Beautiful too." Sandy replied.
"Thank you." she replied. They directed their attention back to the stage. Jimmy was about to speak.
"Well, I don't think there are any two people in the world quite like Sandy and Kirsten. They have to be the most loving and forgiving people, because they've never given up on me. They've been there when I've had no one else, and they've been there when I couldn't be. They've practically raised my daughter, and they did a damn good job too. So thank you guys, for all your support, and friendship. To Sandy and Kirsten!" Everyone raised their glasses for the toast.
"Ok now me and Ryan are going to talk. First I thought that I would share the fact that, I indeed, wrote a limerick or two, for my parents, but Ryan didn't like them. So you guys don't get to hear them. Don't blame me it's Chino's fault." Seth nodded with a 'too bad' look on his face, as Ryan rolled his eyes, before he spoke.
"Let's see. I remember when I first met Sandy and Kirsten. I was in juvy for being with my brother when he stole a car. My mom threw me out, so Sandy took me home for the weekend. I remember he told me to stay in the car for a minute while he went and talked to his wife. Kirsten was obviously not very happy that Sandy's work had come home for the weekend. For awhile there, Kirsten and I were not exactly best friends…" Kirsten laughed, admiring her son's story. Seth nodded.
"I think when my mom came back, she saw how messed up everything was for me, she and I sort of connected, and that whole first year, she became my mother, and I became part of a family. All those memories of mornings in the kitchen with everyone where Seth yells at his parents for making out and he insults her cooking and we just start off a normal day with joking around, my first Chrismukkah with you guys, when I had to leave last summer, all of those things are what made me a part of that family. I don't know how I ended up getting so lucky from stealing a car in the first place- but I guess in the long run it worked out pretty well. I have everything a kid could ever dream of, a home, a family, good friends, and parents that love me, and love each other. Thanks." Ryan handed the mike back to Seth, and Kirsten wiped a stray tear from her cheek as she watched Ryan walk over to Marissa and kiss her cheek. Sandy's hand was in hers, and they did their 'silent communication thing' where they both knew that the other was thinking that they had succeeded with Ryan. They had done good.
"Alrighty. My turn." Seth began.
"This should be embarrassing." Kirsten commented.
"It will all be over soon." Sandy reassured.
"Let's see. I met my parents… pretty much the day I was born I guess… that's kind of a given. Although my mom always said she met me that one Christmas, please note that it was still Christmas because I was not yet alive to invent Chrismukkah, she woke up in the middle of the night and I was kicking. She said I must have been born a soccer player, but my fahja's Jewishness pretty much prevented that from ever happening…" Seth stared off into space for a moment thinking. "Anyway, I guess my parents are cool… rad… even? Eh, dad? Yes, I am using your own words against you. You knew that one would come back to bite you in the ass. Yes mom I know, don't say ass. Sorry. Ok. Back to parents. They need to work on the PDA factor a bit, and my mother should never be allowed near any type of cooking utensil/ and or appliance. Kirsten and kitchen- they clash- too many k's in one phrase. Dad gets a little to excited about the show tunes, but other than that pretty much no complaints. They fed me, not cooked for, but fed, they loved me when I was still the social outcast of the universe. They gave me a home, didn't put a ton of pressure on me, and they have supported me whatever decision I made, one hundred percent… except that one trip to T.J… right Marissa?" Seth turned around to face Marissa, who rolled her eyes at him. "Yeah they weren't huge on the T.J. thing or that one IMAX movie that brought out the rowdy shark…crowd… never mind. Ok so yeah. My point is that they're good people, they love their kids, and they love each other. No complaints there. Congratulations, have fun in Hawaii, I know I will have fun at home." Seth took a bow, as everyone clapped for his ramble, which was finally over.
"I think you'll all be glad to know that I'm not done talking! Don't worry, I was being sarcastic"
"I don't think they were worried Cohen. Sarcasm is breathing for you." Summer interjected.
"There you go saltin' my game again Sum." Seth under his breath so only Summer could hear him. "I just would like to announce the first, well actually the second first dance for the bride and groom! Applause please." Everyone clapped, as Sandy lead Kirsten out to the dance floor and they began to dance. Their wedding song played, and he wrapped his arm around the small of her back, pulling her close, the other hand holding hers.
"Well, Seth seems to be having fun right now." Kirsten started, looking over to her son who seemed to be losing an argument with the Nana.
"Really, that's not exactly what I had on my mind." Sandy said seductively, in his low 'sexy' voice.
"Well I was trying to distract myself. Seems you've given up on that." Kirsten said back.
"Well you are such a distraction. You would think that I would have been hit by a bus by now or something." Sandy replied sarcastically."Is that irony I sense in your voice?" Kirsten said, narrowing her eyes, but hardly containing a smile.
"Well the bus part…" Sandy whispered before stealing a kiss from his beautiful bride. "Good answer." Kirsten responded before planting a kiss on his cheek.
"What? That's all I get?" Sandy whined.
"In public… Sandy- this can wait till later- if you know what I mean…" Kirsten scolded and suggested at the same time, her voice lowering to barely above a whisper, and raised her eyebrows at him.
"I got lucky with you didn't I?" Sandy asked sarcastically again.
"Oh, you have no idea…" Kirsten said suggestively again.
"Why don't we ditch this joint soon?" Sandy asked impatiently.
"Honey its only the first dance… we've got a ways to go." Kirsten said half laughing at her two-year-old of a husband.
"Well… I wish we could be alooone." Sandy complained.
"Me too." Kirsten smiled.
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At 11:30, Kirsten and Sandy announced they were leaving.
"Ok boys be good, don't stay out too late, home by 2 please." Kirsten said, before kissing both Seth and Ryan on the cheek. Seth wiped his off.
"Hey- you guys can stay out all night if you like- please- I'll cover for you." Sandy whispered to the two of them, and handed them a hundred dollars.
"Dad. Gross." Seth said, groaning
"Fine- give me the money back." Sandy said holding out his hand.
"You know what- that's ok… you guys have fun. Me and Ryan will have fun too." Seth said, putting the money in his pocket.
"Sandy! C'mon." Kirsten said smiling- not knowing about the little 'deal' with the boys. Seth groaned again.
Sandy helped her into the limo, and climbed in after her. She sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder and lacing her left hand with his right. He kissed her head, and they headed home.
Opening the door to their house, he picked her up, and traditionally carried her over the threshold and up the stairs to their bedroom. He ran quickly, trying to get there as soon as possible, and making Kirsten laugh as she wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him. When they reached their bedroom door, his eyes swept over her quickly, a smile spreading across his face, before kissing her softly and opening the door He lied her down on the bed, and pounced on it next to her, his arms were possessive over her body.
"Ok let's get this…" his voice broke off for a moment, as he looked confused at how to get his wife out of her dress. "… thing off you"
"Ok honey. Here," she said turning around. "Just undo the buttons"
The corset-style dress had what seemed like a million buttons running from the top of the dress down her back to her tailbone.
"Are you kidding me? What? Honey this is going to take for ever. By the time we get you out of this we will have grandchildren." Sandy whined when he saw the back of her dress.
"Well hurry up then. The sooner I'm out of this thing the sooner we can…" She flashed a seductive smile at her husband before turning back around so he could unbutton her.
"Ok I'm going…" Sandy started to work on the buttons of her dress, first pushing her silken hair over her shoulder, and kissing her bare neck. She quivered under his touch as his fingertips traced over her shoulders. She sat patiently, twisting her wedding rings, as she felt the buttons being undone one by one. When finished, Sandy smiled to himself before whispering to his wife that he was done. She turned around, as he pushed the rest of the rest of the dress off of her.
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Afterward, Sandy lie on his back, and Kirsten on top of him, with her head resting on his chest. She could feel his heartbeat and the rise and fall of his chest beneath her as he slept. His arms were wrapped around her, fingertips against the small of her back.
Her thoughts wandered back to what they had been that morning- why Sandy had chosen her over Rebecca. Sandy had once told her when they were first married that it was not ever a choice, that Kirsten was the only one he could ever love. Kirsten had then asked him what if she had never been born- what would he have done then? He replied that he probably never would have been born either, because they were made for each other. Of course, Kirsten melted at his response, and that was the night that Seth was conceived. She smiled at the memory, but of course, he had never really answered her question. Sandy's woke up looking at his wife, her skin warm against his, her silky blond hair falling around her face, and her cerulean eyes wide awake, looking to his left, as left side of her head rested against his chest.
"Hey stranger." he whispered softly. Kirsten snapped out of her thoughts automatically, and plastered a smile across her beautiful face as she saw her husband.
"Hi there." she whispered back.
"What's on your mind, you look distracted, baby." Sandy asked, a look of concern sweeping across his face.
"Nothing. Just thinking." she said smiling without the sincerity in her eyes that Sandy knew so well.
"I know that look. Something's wrong. Honey, please, just tell me." Sandy begged.
"Sandy, I'm fine. I'm just thinking." she reassured, sighing.
"About what?" Sandy asked, still not convinced.
"The night we conceived Seth." she said with a sincere, smile. Finally satisfied with her answer, Sandy wrapped his arms around her, holding her close and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him, holding on as he rolled on top of her, and pinned her down between his arms. She smiled up at him, searching for the soul in his eyes that were busy staring back at her.
"I love you, more than anything, anyone in the world." Kirsten whispered.
"I love you too. More than anyone." Sandy whispered back. Suddenly it hit him. He knew exactly what she was talking about. He, too, remembered their conversation the night Seth was conceived. Kirsten had seemed distant, preoccupied or worried with something. Sandy tried his best to loosen her up and make her calm down. Finally she opened up and asked him what it was that made him choose her over Rebecca. He had come up with some witty response that had shut her up, and they had gone on to other things, which included Seth, but he never really answered her question. "Oh, god," he thought to himself, "has she been thinking the same thing all along, that I'm only with her because I couldn't be with Rebecca. Doesn't she get that I'm not kidding when I say I only want to be with her? Do I not show it enough?"
"Ahh, I get it now. I know what you are thinking about. I never answered that question of yours… why I am with you, not Rebecca. Is that it?" Sandy said, rolling off to her right, and propping himself up on one elbow and taking her hand, pulling her to face him. Kirsten didn't look him in the eye right away. She finally took deep breath and nodded. "Oh, honey. C'mere." he said sympathetically, inviting his arms. She rolled over, and buried her head into his chest as he pulled her into a hug. He stroked her hair, and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"Kirsten I don't know how I can even begin to explain how I feel about you. If I had to compare you to her, this is what I would tell you and any person in the world. Except, for maybe Seth." Sandy Kirsten laughed lightly at his joke.
"Rebecca was like the female version of me- it was kind of weird- actually. We were very alike, and we agreed on everything. So we never fought. Everything was always the same, and boring. We were content, I guess, but never passionate or in love like we are. Everything was so serious, never fun. Sex was like a business meeting." He could feel Kirsten cringe at the mention of their sex life, and then tighten the hold of her arms around him. "She was never a big fan of romance. But with you, its so fun. We can do the whole "lemonade out of lemons" routine where if we are having a bad day, just being with you makes it better. She never played around with me- which drove me crazy, no nicknames, no teasing, no nothing. I'm not kidding it was really like a business meeting, except for the fact that Rebecca couldn't commit to anything. When she took off, I didn't know what I would do. She had been, at the time, the only girl that I had ever cared about, but she was no you. Nowhere near. When I met you, it was like being hit by a car. I was knocked on the floor instantly. You were breathtaking. And I think the two of us have proved that it doesn't matter how different you are to be madly in love. I think it's what makes us work so well together. We both bring different things to our relationship, and we've figured out that we don't have to agree about everything. It's ok to argue, because we know that in the long run, we'll stick in there. Because it's worth it.Becauseyou are worth it.And we both know that make-up sex is the best. In fact, why don't we get into a fight right now just so we can make up?" Sandy joked. Kirsten laughed at him, pulled herself out from his chest, and looked up at him with admiration. "Plus, you are like a zillion times hotter. And you are a wonderful mother. And I love you." Sandy said reassuringly.
"Really?" Kirsten asked.
"Really." He replied, and kissed her button nose. Kirsten smiled back, and she kissed him fervently, and raked her hands through his hair, as he rolled back over her.
"Round two?" he proposed. Kirsten kissed him again, and smiled.
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Ok yeah, so a lotta things to cover when you review. Ok about the "after" part.. i didnt want to push the rating at all so i kept it on the clean side... lol. please review! If I get good reviews I will write super quick and have lots of chapters on the honeymoon! Yes, that is a bribe.
