A/N: Sorry for such a delay, real life can be a little crazy sometimes. We have been dealing with the therapy that goes along with walking again, and it has left me a step beyond exhausted. Not super thrilled with the chapter, but wanted to get it out there considering it's been forever since I was able to update. Next up will be a small time jump to Halloween, and a slight recap of Jamaica.

Mild Smut Warning in the ending section when they are on the plane. Nothing raunchy, just fluff-tastic.

PS: I added a Pinterest board for the story, since I was asked about 15 times in . Hopefully it adds a little to the story :) If this link doesn't work, I posted it on my bio page.

britkc004/saving-julie/

Enjoy!

xoxo-Brit*

*Characters belong to Janet Evanovich, I made no profit, all mistakes are mine.*

SPOV:

Making our way into the reception, my heart skipped a beat. In my wildest dreams, I never expected my little rustic ideas to turn into something so...perfect. Thank God for my CinderElla!

The sun was setting, and the lanterns, and lights all over the backyard, and in the tents made the atmosphere absolutely enchanting.

Julie was particularly happy to be able to see, and spend some time with Olivia, who was able to come to the wedding with her new family (Silvio.) Angie, and Julie grabbed Olivia, and Mary-Alice, and made their way to their own little table to hang out. Seriously heartwarming. I was more than happy to look over, and see Mya taking notice of the moment, taking candids of the girls playing around.

Our reception was such an intimate affair. We wanted everyone to be comfortable, so we just made it cozy. A stand with homemade popcorn, hot apple cider, and caramel apples made it casual, and everyone seemed to love everything about it.

My last wedding was an absolute disaster with me in a huge, poofy dress that swallowed me whole, and it was stuffy, and impersonal. This is the complete opposite. Everything about this wedding screams simplicity, and love. Our backyard, our home, our special touches. It's like my life didn't exist until I started this chapter with Carlos, and Julie.

We visited with all the guests for about an hour, until the sun had completely set, and dinner was served. We absolutely feasted on Fried, and grilled chicken, baked macaroni, and cheese, green beans, garlic/cheddar mashed potatoes, and the most heavenly biscuits all courtesy of Ella. It was all so good that Carlos even ate a little bit of everything. Shocking!

After dinner, we had our first dance as a married couple to Otis Redding's How deep is my love. The lyrics were so appropriate for us, and we spent the entire dance in our own little bubble just soaking in the love that surrounded us.

Our desserts were pretty amazing. Instead of only having cake, we made it as versatile as it gets with a s'more bar, mini pumpkin pies, and of course our cake.

Ahhh, the cake! I have no words for how spectacular the cake was. Simple, and gorgeous, the cake was a tiered white cake with buttercream icing. The star of the cake were the gorgeous edible leaves adorning the sides. Super beautiful, and super yummy!

While we were eating cake, I was surprised to see Julie amble up the the center of the dance floor holding the microphone. She cleared her throat, and smiled at us before squaring her shoulders, and speaking.

"Hello, Family and friends. I just wanted to say a few words before my parents head off for their much deserved Honeymoon. A few months ago, I was the most miserable person in the World. I made a call to my Mama, and it ended up being the best thing I have ever done. The last few months, I have been shown what true unconditional love is. I am the luckiest girl I know, and hit the parent jackpot. I am so happy to be able to have 2 parents that take my feelings into account, and do everything to make sure I have the best life possible. This is the happiest day of my life seeing my parents finally join their lives, and I can only hope that one day I find half the love that they have for each other. Thank you for being here to take witness our first moments as a true family. I love you so much, Mama, and Dad. You are the best!"

I'm pretty sure I was "ugly crying" when I grabbed Carlos' hand, and we met Julie halfway in a fierce family embrace. Those are the moments I will never forget. Utter perfection.

The rest of the evening was passed talking, laughing, and lots of dancing. Before it got too late, we spent a little one on one with Julie before we made our sparkler laden exit to the back of a stunning 1938 Rolls Royce Phantom limo. Swoon!

The ride to Newark went by in the blink of an eye. As soon as we were ensconced in the comfort of the vehicle, we made the best of our almost privacy by making out like teenagers. I couldn't help but giggle when I realized that Carlos was so unaware of his surroundings during our makeout session, that the vehicle had been stopped for God knows how long at the airport, and our driver had to clear his throat a minimum of 3 times before we were able to snap out of our own little World. I'm pretty proud that I was able to have that type of effect on Batman.

Upon arriving in Newark, Carlos exited the vehicle, came around to my side, and carried me Bridal Style into the private jet. He sat me down on the amazing leather seat, and took the seat directly beside me, buckling us up, and continuing our prior makeout session. We absolutely couldn't get enough of each other.

After the plane hit altitude, we were able to move about the plane, and we headed to the bedroom to get out of our wedding clothes, and eventually change into our travel clothes. I still had no idea where we were headed, only that our flight would be close to 4 hours. At this point, the only destination I had in mind was standing in front of me looking at me like I was lunch. I'm pretty sure I had the same expression on my face.

With a small tilt to his lips, and a fierce intensity, Carlos started undoing my dress, taking his time, caressing my skin as it was exposed. I was an absolute prisoner to my lust, and just closed my eyes taking in the sensations he was creating. When he got the the last hook on the back of my dress, it pooled at my feet, and I opened my eyes to see him staring slack jawed at sight of my bridal lingerie.

I decided to go simple with no bra, since the dress had one built in, and a simple lace white thong, and white garter with white stockings, along with my baby blue heels.

I stepped out of the dress at my feet, and while he still stood staring, I took advantage, and started on the buttons to his shirt. Using the same care that he provided me, I slowly unbuttoned each button, stopping at each expanse of smooth mocha skin. By the time I was finished, we were both in quite a state, and the rest of our clothes practically melted off.

Still taking exquisite care, he lifted me, and placed me in the center of the bed, quickly following. We spent several minutes kissing, and caressing until it became too much, and he slowly entered me, bringing his forehead to rest against mine for the longest time, just reveling in our intense connection.

After long minutes of complete stillness, he finally started to slowly move, never taking his intense gaze off my face. I could feel the intensity crackling in the room, and the amount of love being expressed threatened to make my heart explode.

I have never felt a connection like that, and the overwhelming love caused tears to run down my face as I slowly built up to the most intense climax of my life, with him following directly behind.

I felt kisses being rained down my face, kissing away the tears that still fell, and it was then that I noticed the moisture in his eyes as well. Clearly it wasn't a crazy hormonal pregnant lady moment, it was obviously felt just as intensely on his end to make him just as emotional.

We spent several minutes just caressing, and whispering words of love, until it was time to clean up, and put our clothes on.

After we cleaned up, we headed out to the main area to grab a bottle of water, and I slipped the beautifully binded photo book out of my bag, and handed it to Carlos for him to see.

I got an eyebrow as I handed it to him, only explaining that I had Mya help me a few weeks ago on a wedding present for him. He eagerly opened the book, and immediately his eyes widened, in complete shock. Surprise number 2 for Batman- Budoir photos.

Val had given me the idea after we had met with Mya for the first time, and she had mentioned having a Budoir shoot the following day. We did our research, and I decided it would definitely be a nice, private, thoughtful gift that would be a heck of a surprise if I could pull it off.

Looking at it in hindsight, I'm glad I was able to do the shoot before knowing I was pregnant. Now, if he truly likes it, I can get a maternity session done, and it will be something special between the two of us.

I have never been a sexy photo kind of girl, but there is something beyond hot about doing this for my husband's eyes only. Hopefully he feels the same.

I did several poses, one of which I wore his dogtags, and nothing else, a few with my veil, and some random sultry ones thrown in for good measure.

After he was finished looking at the pictures, he sat the album down, and went back to the bedroom. When he came back out what felt like hours later, I has started to get a little nervous that my little present had backfired, and he was pissed about the revealing photos.

Clearly I was wrong, because when he reappeared, he sat beside me, pulled me onto his lap, and murmured how shocked, and elated that I was able to surprise him yet again, and had done something so thoughtful, and sexy just for him. He reached to the side table, and gave me a wrapped box.

I quickly opened the box, and was pleasantly surprised with a Cartier Trinity ring. Carlos explained that the ring was released in 1924, and uses three colors of 18-karat gold that symbolize the different stages of a relationship - white for friendship, rose for love, and yellow for fidelity. I put the ring on my right hand, and framed his face with my hands, going in to kiss him for all it was worth, when the plane hit a bit of turbulence, and I had to double time it to the rear of the plane's bathroom to divest my stomach of a day's worth of food.

Carlos was a half a step behind me, sitting behind me with a cold rag on my neck, and holding my hair while I wretched. How romantic! Not exactly how I imagined the start of our Honeymoon. Baby Manoso is showing us early on who runs this show. It's going to be a longggggg pregnancy.