"Do you Max take Fang to be your lawful wedded husband to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" the preacher asked. I smiled.
"I do," I said looking up at him. He smiled back.
"Momma!" Taylor squealed. I glanced at her. She was holding Ella's hand. Mattie was with Mom.
"Do you Fang take Max to be your lawful wedded wife to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" We had gotten him to use our favorite names.
"I do," he said, holding back what he wanted to say…nah shit! I could tell by the look in his eyes.
"I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may—" he kissed me before he could finish. I pulled back when Taylor walked up and started clapping her hands. I smiled and picked her up. Fang kissed her forehead.
"Hello sweetie," he said behind her. She squealed.
"Daddy!" she said holding her hands out to him. He smiled and I handed him to her.
"She finally said daddy," he observed. I nodded, and she settled into his arms. He smiled down at her with that same smile that he only used around her.
"It's going to take more than death to separate us," I said as we walked back down the isle. He nodded.
"Max!" Ella called behind me. I spun around to look at her. Thank God for the flip-flops.
"What?" I asked curiously. She smiled.
"Pictures!" she exclaimed holding up the camera. I just stared at her.
"You take one of me walking o—hey!" Fang had grabbed my hand and started dragging me back.
"I'm not happy about it either, but think about Taylor. She would love to see pictures later," he pointed out.
"Damn you Fang,"
I mumbled. He looked at me. "You just had to bring Taylor in to
this, knowing I would feel bad if I didn't!" he nodded.
"That's kind of the point," he said quietly. I smiled. Ella
took a picture.
"One down, a million to go," she teased. I rolled my eyes.
They took a picture of me, Fang, and Taylor. They took one of her walking to Fang. They took one of just me and Fang. Then, they took one of just me. It made me mad.
"It's a good thing you have those pictures, because me in a dress and make-up is something you'll never see again," I said triumphantly. They frowned.
"But it looks so pretty!" Ella whined.
"I like her better without it," Fang said shrugging.
"Thank you!" I exclaimed. Ella sighed.
"True. It doesn't really look like Max," she said after looking at me. I nodded.
"But it's not like I could have worn jeans to a wedding," I said sadly. Fang shrugged.
"I wouldn't have cared. That would mean I wouldn't have to wear this stupid penguin suit!" I looked at him. He looked really good in a tux, but it just…wasn't him. I smiled.
"You can go change now," I said sweetly. He smiled and handed me Taylor.
"Thank God!" he ran off. I rolled my eyes.
"Eager much?" Ella asked sarcastically after he was inside. I saw him shut the blinds, and I nodded.
"He…hates that thing," I said as I walked inside with Taylor.
When I got upstairs, Fang had already put on some sweats, and he was getting a shirt.
"Taylor, it's daddy!" I said happily. He nodded, and she clapped.
"Momma, Daddy!" We both smiled. He pulled her into his arms.
"Yes sweetie pea, we're here." We both sat on the bed with her, and he set her down. She started jumping. I laughed, and Fang smiled.
"She's perfect," he said softly. I nodded, and she sat in my lap.
"I'm hungry," she said in her cute tone. I smiled.
"She said a sentence," I said happily. Fang nodded.
"Food!" she exclaimed. I laughed, and I set her on the floor. She disappeared.
"She's going to be in the kitchen," Fang said calmly. I nodded.
"What do you want sweetie?" I asked when I got down there. Her and Mattie were playing together. I'm not really sure what they were doing.
"Mac and cheese!" she yelled. Ella blinked.
"Wow. Four months old, and she can tell you what she wants," she said in an amazed tone.
"Yeah. She's bossy," Fang muttered.
"We know who she gets it from," Iggy teased.
"Momma!" she said clapping her hands together. Everyone laughed, except me.
"Thank Taylor," I called.
"Welcome." Wow. She already had manners.
"That's amazing!" Ella said happily.
"Ella!" she squealed. My baby was perfect.
Okay. This is the last one for this series, but I am working on a sequel series. It's not in Max's POV