My eyes were completely closed…and when I heard him say, 'marry me'…My eyes shot open like I had just been stabbed with a large butcher knife. I couldn't find my voice for about 3 minutes…I was doing my bed impression of road kill…Mark said, "So does the silence mean no?" I finally snapped out of it…and sat up and pulled on Mark's Undertaker t-shirt. And then sat back down on the bed…Mark said, "Are you okay?" I said, "I'm not sure…I mean I did hear you right…right?" Mark said, "I was hoping your hearing didn't go out, after all the screaming you was dying to do in here about 5 minutes ago…"
I smiled and said, "Yea…I was dying to scream…but decided against it…Possibly because our son is about 5 doors down from here…and an extremely light sleeper. Why the sudden thought of us getting married?"
Mark said, "We have everything…great jobs…love and respect for each other…and like you mentioned just now…we have an amazing son…It's kind of like a fairytale…I want you to have everything…even the husband part…I want you to be my wife…live with me here in Houston…work with me on the road…have more kids…be in love until we absolutely can't stand each other anymore…" I said, "Hmm…that's very tempting…but are you really sure…cause we really screwed things up the first time…"
Mark said, "I'm sure…There are a lot of things I'm sure about…but none of them set as deep as my love for you and Christopher…and my career…" Mark sat up and said, "So what do you say?"
I said, "Ask me again…right now…" Mark said, "Right now?" I said, "Please." Mark got out of bed in all his naked glory and walked around the bed to be on the side I was on…and actually got down on one knee and said, "Cassandra…I'm telling you right now…I love you and I can promise that my love for you and Christopher will never change…I will also promise you that our marriage won't be as perfect as we want it to be…and we will have a few hard times…but if we stick together, we can over come all of the obstacles in our way…Will you marry me?"
By now I had tears sliding down my cheeks…and said, "Yes…I must be losing my mind…Yes I'll marry you…" As Mark was standing up he kissed my lips and discarded the shirt…and we pretty much ended up making love all night long…
DAMN…was I tired.
When I woke up in the morning…Mark was missing from his side of the bed…I touched his pillow with my left hand…and had to do a double take…there was a diamond ring on my ring finger…I smiled…I couldn't believe it was real…It felt real…I was actually getting married…After I fully woke up…we explained everything to Christopher…and then I called my Dad, Matt, and Jeff…They were all excited about Mark and I getting married…When we all went back on the road a week after x-mas…Mark and I started making all the arrangements for the wedding…it wasn't going to be too big…but it wasn't exactly going to be tiny either. Christopher was pretty excited about Mark sticking around…which to him it meant that Mark was really going to be his father permanently.
So Mark was happy that Christopher was excited about it…every once in a while he'd call him daddy…other then that he usually said something to the fact of either Mark or Deadman…which it in itself was cute to hear Christopher say and be taken serious by either of us. We could help but laugh at him…of course if we laughed at him, he'd throw his hands on his hips…and look like Mark when he got testy in the ring…and would stomp off to find Matt and Jeff…
A month after x-mas we got married in a beautiful church in Houston Texas…It was wonderful…I honestly don't know if the day could have been more perfect…I was sitting in the dressing room of the church looking over myself making sure every thing was in place…Glenn was Mark's best man and he poked his head in the room and said, "Sandra, are you almost….WHOA! You look so beautiful…"
I smirked and said, "As opposed to the hideous monster I look like when I don't dress up…" Glenn stepped in the room and said, "No…No…You look absolutely amazing…has Mark seen this dress?" I said, "Nope…It took a shit load of hiding to get it out of view…he kept trying to see it…and I kept threatening bodily harm…and he'd just laugh at me…" Glenn laughed at that.
My dress was basic…it was a simply satin tank top on top but a dressy one…with sheer material over it…and the entire skirt of the dress was about 35-40 layers upon layers of sheer and satin material…so it wasn't itchy and it wasn't too hot…and it zipped up the back…my veil was a ¼ inch satin band around my forehead that came to a down peak in front…and the veil was sheer and flowed down the back of my dress…the plain white satin, open toed heels, that buckled around my ankle…