Chapter Twenty Eight

I disclaim and I only own Leila.

WARNING – CHEESY AND SAPPY

Their eyes locked and she smiled. Leila hadn't even looked around yet and tears were trickling down her cheeks. Dave looked so incredibly handsome in his cream colored custom suit. She couldn't move from where she stood. Seeing Dave standing there waiting for her, asking her to join herself to him for the rest of her life was overwhelming. Her smile faded and she felt herself take a step backward reality hitting her hard. She was in the tent opening before Vince caught her.

Vince knew fear had just gripped her tight so he calmly took her hand and placed it in the crook of his arm. She pulled and he held firm. Her breathing was erratic and she wanted to pass out. Her eyes darted nervously around and her brain absorbed all Dave had done. Candles where everywhere, her favorite flowers lined the aisle, all the familiar faces had flown all the way here just to see her marry Dave. Her son, her little man, her flesh and blood created with Dave sat with his grandma Mary drinking juice. Even his eyes stared at her.

Vince nodded his head to Dave who slowly walked to Leila. When her eyes locked on him again she smiled. She visibly relaxed. "Hi." She whispered and now he visibly relaxed.

"Hey there pretty Princess." He stroked her face. "You okay?"

"I'm fine, how are you?" He held her hands and she gripped him with all she had. She looked okay, her smile seemed genuine, but Dave read in those beautiful eyes she was terrified.

"I'm fine, thank you." He put his forehead to hers and she breathed in his scent. The familiar smell that always reminded her of comfort and security. 1,000 men could wear this cologne and she could find Dave blindfolded. "Look at me, Lei. Really look at me." He waited until he knew she had blocked out everything and everyone. "Just say the word and we'll stop everything. It's your choice." He kissed her softly.

"No pressure?" She asked nervously and he smiled. "David, I'm scared." Tears threatened to tumble from her eyes and she blinked them away, but her voice was unmistakable.

"Tell my why." He whispered. Leila shook her head and wiped a tear she let escape. He led her outside and away from the others. "Talk to me, baby."

"Why me?" She asked him pointedly.

"Seriously?" Not even close to what he was thinking.

"Why do you want to be with me?" Her voice was shaky at best. "Why do you want to marry me?" He took a deep breath. She asked a lot of him knowing he wasn't one to talk about feelings. They stood there looking at eachother as Dave gathered his thoughts.

He expressed everything he loved about her, her little quirks that made him smile, the way she looked at their son and even the faint snoring she emitted when she was sleeping on her back. He told her he loved that she went bowling with his girls even though she was by far the worst bowler he'd ever seen. "Your smile lights up a room, your eyes tell me everything you want to say without saying it, your heart is as big and open as the moon, you're genuine and pure; your laugh makes everything better and you love unconditionally and fiercely." Dave's eyes filled with tears. "You love me unconditionally, you always have. You tolerate me and my schedule and you support me without fail."

He kissed her tenderly yet full of emotion. He deepened it just a little, he needed to taste her, needed to feel some sort of intimacy with her. "You are everything I'd ever dreamed of but thought wasn't possible. You are the air I breathe, my life's blood, my strongest link and the mother of my child. My world revolves around you and I see no others for me."

He kissed her again. "Thank you." She replied.

Dave broke from her and gave her hands one last squeeze slipping her engagement ring from her finger. They walked back to the tent and he kissed her one more time before going back to the front. Half way down the aisle he heard her whisper his name. He had to chuckle at the whispering. Everyone heard her and was riveted to the scene. He turned and looked at the one woman who had tamed the Animal.

Leila waved her pinky finger, their signal for 'I love you' when they were in a public setting. He loved her more than he knew he was capable of loving anyone. He waved his pinky finger and motioned for her to meet him. Without looking at Vince she locked her arm into his and walked to her future.

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Every cheesy love song from the 60s on ups was played and Leila loved it. Of course big hair bands were played also for Dave and the usual goofy reception songs. As the first chords of their song began to play, Dave and Leila were across the room from eachother. Dave was doing shots with the guys and Leila was chatting with other wives. Nobody knew the significance of Journey's Faithfully except Dave and Leila. Sure the song fit their relationship to a 'T', but nobody knew it held something special for the two of them. They turned and found eachother and excused themselves to meet on the dance floor. When she reached him he took her left hand and kissed her wedding bands. She couldn't help but giggle and curtsy to her new husband.

Highway run, into the midnight sun
Wheels go 'round and 'round, you're on my mind
Restless hearts, sleep alone tonight
Sendin' all my love, along the wire

Leila thanked him for just being him. She had found the perfect father for her son, the perfect lover to settle her fears, the one her heart ached for long before they met, her best friend, her North Star. Candlelight danced around them casting a warm glow and adding to the romantic ambiance of the setting. She couldn't believe he did all this for her and would have to thank Stephanie later for revealing her dreams to him.

They say that the road ain't no place to start a family
Right down the line it's been you and me
And lovin' a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be
Oh girl, you stand by me
I'm forever yours, Faithfully

He held her a little tighter and she wrapped her arms around his broad back and naturally ran her fingertips along the lines of the tattoo she knew without even looking. Dave fought the lump that never failed to form in his throat when they absorbed the music. He put his forehead to hers and wiped Leila's tears that spilled out despite her battle to keep them at bay. The guests had gathered around the perimeter of the dance floor and watched the newlyweds lost in their own world. They just held eachother silently and listened to the song.

Circus life, under the big top world
We all need the clowns To make us smile
Through space and time, Always another show
Wondering where I am, Lost without you

He pulled away and kissed her as he always does during these musical frames. Their lips met with force, a hunger trying to sate itself, their tongues tasting and teasing, feelings and emotions pushed through the kiss telling the receiver all they needed to know. His hands cupped her face and his thumbs stroked her chin, the words so powerful against the story of Dave and Leila. Tears in his own eyes pooled at the surface and Leila kissed them from his beautiful eyes. Guests could be seen wiping their own tears, man and woman alike.

And being apart ain't easy on this love affair
Two strangers learn to fall in love again
I get the joy of rediscovering you
Oh girl, you stand by me
I'm forever yours, Faithfully

Everyone gathered on this moonlit night celebrating the love that almost wasn't and knew without a doubt the couple on the dance floor had found the love of a lifetime. Not everyone knows the joys of finding that one true person custom made to fit them, some may even think two or three times they found it, but when watching Dave and Leila it was easy to identify. Leila was Dave's soul's recognition of his counterpoint. It had taken him on a long and painful journey to find her and an even more strenuous one to accept the feelings his heart told him were real.

Even as the song ended they still stood there wrapped up in eachother physically and emotionally. The songs continued and they naturally changed their motions to meet the beats of the new song. Nothing could change the happiness of the evening.

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After things started to die down, Dave took Leila back to where they were the night before. He waited for her to greet the elephant before he stepped forward. Once they were both situated the elephant walked around the area and led them close to the beach. During the ride she leaned against Dave and smiled a light smile. Once out of range of the hotel, Dave nuzzled her neck exactly where she would weaken. His hands featherlike against her thighs teased a moan from her. It wasn't long before her dress was hiked up to her waist giving Dave access to what he craved every waking and dreaming moment. All he did was let his fingertips dance over her, building her desires…and his. Leila didn't want any foreplay. Sure she missed their long sessions, but a year was long enough to wait, she needed him right now.

She turned to face him, "Make love to me, don't make me wait longer." Her hands were swift and deft at unbuttoning his pants and releasing her present. He groaned from deep within and positioned himself to receive her. Leila made it clear she was the rider this evening and wanted lots of it. His brain took over and had a better idea. He stopped the elephant and climbed down. He grabbed a backpack he brought on their excursion and pulled out a blanket, spreading it on top of the grass. Dave turned to see Leila slowly undressing, her eyes holding his. Her body bared no marks of pregnancy and looked as it did before their son's arrival. Yoga is a wonderful thing.

If she was going to torture him, he would torture her. He removed his short painstakingly slow and Leila unconsciously let out a moan. This man, who was now her husband, fueled her fires like no other just by looking at him. The way his muscles moved naturally, his skin like caramel, soft like butter, his scent was seductive all by itself. The silk of his boxers caressed his legs and she yearned to be in their place. She stood before him wearing only the smallest pair of string panties he'd ever seen. He wanted to say so many things but words were escaping him. All he could do was reach for her and kiss her. His body took control and he did his best not to be rough or hurt her. Neither could control any thought other than Dave being inside Leila. He lowered her to her knees and she broke the kiss. She looked at him and lay back on the blanket. "Make love to me."

Who was he to deny her? He snapped the fabric that hid what he craved and kissed his way to her neck. Dave pushed her arms above her head and slid into her. Leila wrapped her legs around him and pushed her hips forward, she wanted all of Dave. All they could do was groan as they both were perfectly still, adjusting to eachother once again. Her hands traced his tattoos and skimmed over his biceps, her eyes scanning every inch of him. She had certainly missed him, all of him. His body took control and began moving, pushing deeper and deeper and with each thrust he emitted loud groans.

Changing to save himself, he sat back on his legs and lifted her hips. This vantage point gave them full view of eachother and he quickly realized it was the wrong position. He pulled out and turned her over, he knew this was dangerous also but he wanted her every way he could. He placed her in his lap and entered her, his hands reaching around and giving her the pleasure she needed. Leila's high pitched squeals and unintelligible mumblings told him she was close and she rode him like she'd never done before. Her nails dug into his forearms and she arched her back grinding herself into him as her new husband sent wave after wave crashing into her.

Her body's contractions and sudden heat were all he needed. Dave pushed Leila to her knees and grabbed her hips. He plunged into her full tilt and repeatedly gave her all of him until his own waves surged through him and mixed with hers.

They lay naked for awhile afterward enjoying the feel of eachother finally. No words were said, only kisses were given that promised more to come. Much, much more.