We arrived to the club that was rented out to find it was all set up. We got the traditional announcement of welcome for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Phillip Brookes. And all that fun stuff. We sat to our table and then the speeches were made. Jeff being a gentleman let Amy go first.
"We I'm not good at speaking things that weren't in a script, but here it goes. Brooke Lynn McMahon Brookes, there are good things and bad things about Brooke-y. Good things, good artist, good friend, good confidant, good wrestler, good boss, and great lover, or so I hear. Bad things, jealous, bitchy, overdramatic, violent, and of course stubborn. So Phil, here's to hoping that you can deal with all of Brooke-Lynn, or in the words of R-Truth, you're gonna get got." I laughed, but made a mental note to embarrass her later.
Then it was Jeff's turn. He smirked at me and I knew where he was going to go with this. "Jeff don't you dare go there." He just smiled.
"I'm so going to go there, B. So let's see. I was in the WWE first. I had both the WWE and World heavyweight championships first. Oh and I dated Brooke first. Phil you are getting all of my seconds." I glared at him, "But there is one thing that you did that I didn't. Everything that you were able to get after me, you made better. Just like with Brooke, you made her happier than I did, here is too many years of your happiness." He made like he was going to sit down, "Oh and a lot of ass kicking. At least once for every time you make her cry. That included tonight." I had to laugh at that.
After the speeches it was time for cake. The cake was beautiful, and I got to go at it with a knife. They handed me the knife first then the whole crowd broke out into cries of run, and hide. Phil put his hand over mine so he could guide the knife, "If you are lucky, baby, I just might let you stab Jeff." I had to laugh again.
The cake was cut and we got to feed each other. Phil was nice he just let me eat. I held the piece for him out, when he bit just a little bit I shoved the rest all over his face. But I wasn't expecting Jeff to come up behind me, and shove another piece into mine.
"Alright, no more covering me in cake we are in a public place and…that would just end badly." I smiled a little and winked at Phil.
It was time for the dance. Not many people knew that Phil took ballroom dancing as a child, I had too. The dance wasn't slow like most people's first dance. It was a faster tango. I was just a sucker for him. Then there was the dance with Mark. But Phil's mom wasn't there. I walked over to my mom before I went to Mark. "Momma, go dance with Phil. He doesn't have a momma to dance with." She smiled and went over to him. This dance was slower but to a country song; Mark picked it.
The dancing continued for a while I was sitting watching all of the other people dancing. Then Phil came up behind me and dropped a kiss on my neck. The dance floor was emptied and a chair ended up in the middle. I knew what this was. I looked at Phil as he dragged me towards the chair. I sat there as he went under my dress and removed my white black and red garter…with his teeth. Soon all of the single men were put on the floor; the garter was flung and caught by Heath.
Then it was my turn. All of the single ladies on the floor; I through my bouquet, it landed into Amy's capable hands. The crowd was cat calling and everything when he put the garter up her leg. Soon the crowd left and Phil and I were carted back to the hotel in the limo.
The gifts that we were given were on the table when we walked into our Honeymoon suit, but they were disregarded for the moment. As we headed towards the master suit, and went right to the bed. Of course Phil had decided it was his job as a husband to carry me, and unceremoniously drop me on the bed.
I looked up at him with a look that said, "Did you really just do that?" He just smiled down at me; it was a nice, sweet smile. I loved that smile. It held a promise of pleasure and romance. I was sure that's what I would get tonight. He started to undress me. He took off my shoes, then all of the jewelry and placed it safely off to the side. Then he started to tackle the dress I was trapped in. It took him a good fifteen minutes to remove it even with my help. Soon I was down to my underwear, and just looked at him.
I guess he got the hint as he removed his own clothing. But he had gone without underwear; I raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He crawled on top of me and just kissed me, at first. He liked slow and sweet when we were in a loving mood. I did too of course, and I was happy with what he was giving me. He stripped me of my underwear, and just kissed down my body.
He looked up to me and smiled. He was quite happy with where he had me. I just wished he wouldn't go so slowly. I guess he understood the metal telepathy I was trying to give him. He kissed back up my body. He lowered his mouth to mine as he entered me. Phil always was sweet and caring, like an angel, he was my inked angel.
