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I woke up to loud knocking on the door. For a minute, I didn't even know where I was then it all came back.
Looking down, I found Edward, rolled into the wall, one arm over his eyes and one across his stomach as he slept soundly.
My head was pounding and the person knocking on the door was relentless. I shouldn't have drunk. But it had been one hell of a night.
"I'm trying!" I heard Sylvia's panicked voice from the other side of the door. "NO, Emmett! Dad is going to murder you if you break down the door!" she yelled.
I got out of the bed and unlocked the door then opened it. "What?" I asked, yawning loudly.
They looked at each other before bursting in laughter. "I don't know how to tell you but…your idea for Vegas is pretty good. First, everyone is mad at you two, especially at Edward," Sylvia started explaining once she had calmed down.
"What did I do?" Edward slurred from behind me, stumbling to the door.
"Second," Emmett joined her. "And it's official. You're late for your own wedding."
"What did you just say?" I asked panicked. "What time is it?"
"It's noon! We've been trying to wake you up for hours! One would have thought you died in there," Sylvia accused us.
Noon? It was noon? We had a little over an hour to get ready and go to the church!
"You better go see the parents first, apologize and then get ready," Emmett suggested.
After changing my clothes, Emmett drove us back to their house. I was a mess all the way. Once in front of the house, Edward jumped out and held his hand for me. I really needed his strong hold. I felt like fainting. How upset were they?
He brought me to his side as we walked slowly toward the front door which opened before we could reach it. Esme rushed to us and we both stopped and took a step back. To my surprise, she caught us in a tight hug.
"Thank heavens you're okay!"
"We're really sorry," Edward mumbled, looking down. "I couldn't stay away."
"Oh, hush. It's okay. I was afraid we'd all driven you to go to Vegas," she said quietly, looking ashamed.
"He nearly took her to Vegas, but thought better of it when he realized how Bella was dressed," Emmett said loudly from behind us, slapping Edward's back.
"Ow, Emmett!" Edward shouted, clutching his shoulder. "That bed was so freaking small. Everything hurts."
"Sorry, bro." Emmett slapped him again. "Oops, sorry."
"Ouch!"
"There you are!" Mom exclaimed, rushing out of the house and catching me in a hug.
"Mom!" I said mildly surprised. "When did you get here?"
"Early this morning and I was really surprised to hear you weren't here and that it was a possibly your young man, here, had whisked you away to Vegas," she said quickly, shaking her head.
I could only imagine the plans she had been making.
"We're here. No worries," I pacified her.
"You're here!" Alice rushed out of the house. "We have so much to do!"
"Alice, chill!" I heard Edward grumble from behind me, but Esme ushered him after me inside, telling him he had to get dressed.
I found myself locked in Alice's room then pushed into her pink bathroom to shower. I tried to tell her that my toothbrush was in Edward's room, but she told me everything I needed was in the bathroom. With that, I found myself locked in the pink bathroom.
I tried to take my time, although I didn't have anything to shave so I washed my hair three times until I was sure it was squeaky clean then brushed my teeth two times to get rid of the stale taste from all the alcohol and finally, I towel dried my hair until it looked like I had stuck my fingers in the socket but it was dry nonetheless. I was sure the whole process had taken me half an hour which was respectable time in the bathroom in Alice's concept so I knocked on the door to let her know I wanted out.
"Took your sweet time," she mumbled then started screaming. "What have you done with your hair?"
"Dried it?" I asked, trying to hide my smirk. It was nice to annoy her. Payback is a bitch.
"Rose! Sylvie! Emergency!" she shrieked after opening the door of her room.
I heard a couple of steps approaching then Alice reassured our mothers I wasn't dead, but I'd be dead soon for what I had done. I tried to hide my snickers as Rose and Sylvia stepped inside and equally horrified looks appeared on their faces.
My hair wasn't that bad. Right? I mean, I dealt with it every day.
"If you decided to be funny, this isn't the right day!" Rose said firmly, pushing me on a chair in front of the vanity.
I kept my mouth shut and let them work. Alice took over my make up and Rose and Sylvia tried to tame my wild hair. Once they were done, I was told not to move while they got dressed and did their hair.
I spun with the chair, inspected my make up that looked natural and I was grateful for that then I spun again on the chair some more. I was getting bored and they had left me alone about ten minutes ago.
There was a knock on the door and I had no idea if I was allowed to open it or not.
"Bella, it's me, Jasper. Open the door!"
I breathed in relief and opened it, about to ask why he hadn't opened it since it wasn't locked. Then I saw my suitcase – the one with the dress.
"Oh, thanks. But why isn't it out already?" I asked.
"Oh, this is empty, don't worry. Your dress is in the guest room upstairs, away from Edward's eyes." He winked.
"Why there?" I asked surprised.
"Beats me, but you can always ask Alice." Jasper shot me a grin before turning to go.
"Wait! Can you find Alice and tell her I'm getting bored."
"Sure thing." His eyes suddenly dropped to my legs and I realized Alice's bathrobe was too short for me.
I narrowed my eyes at him, tugging at the stupid thing while he chuckled and disappeared down the stairs.
About five minutes later, Rose came to me and told me to follow her. We went upstairs, to the guest room.
"Why am I getting dressed here?" I asked as she held the dress for me to step in.
"It's the last place Edward would look," she said seriously.
"Right across from his room?" I snorted. "Knock on wood," I joked.
"Bella, don't be difficult. We're trying to make this a beautiful experience and you're both ruining it so far."
I laughed, turning around to allow her to do my zipper. Unfortunately, she caught my skin and the sound that left my mouth was quite involuntary.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry," Rose exclaimed.
"I'm…fine," I gasped out, feeling my eyes watering.
The door opened and even though I was with my back, I could tell it was Edward.
"What the fuck did you do, Rosalie? Are you trying to kill Bella?" he snapped then I heard his breath hitch. "Fuck me."
"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Rose said panicked. The door closed and she let out a frustrated shout. "You're going to lead us in an early grave, I'm telling you."
I snickered. "We just don't care of the superstitions."
"Think of it as a surprise."
"Well, news flash: Edward just saw me," I announced her.
"He didn't see much, trust me. I shielded his view. And can I ask why didn't you throw a tantrum when you saw the lingerie?" Rose asked, spinning me around. "You look really beautiful."
I felt my blood filling my cheeks. "I accepted the lingerie because you and Alice would have been upset and more…it's something new," I explained.
"Smart, Bella. Oh, wait here. Edward told me earlier in the week that he has something blue for you." She rushed out of the room leaving me there confused.
When she returned, she had brought every woman around with her. This was going to get teary. I could feel it. And Alice would be upset if I ruined my make up.
"Here you go," Rose said with a mad giggle, offering me a small bag.
I took whatever was inside, out and realized it was a blue garter. I knew Edward looked forward to take it off. He had told me that he had the perfect plan and I had warned him about 'no funny business' then he was 'there goes my plan.' All I hoped was that he'd simply take it off and toss it, without looking around or touching anything.
I slipped the garter on my leg before facing everyone. Mom and Esme were already wiping their tears. Alice was wearing a huge smile as she stepped closer with something in her hands.
"This is something borrowed," she told me, handing me a delicate necklace.
"Fasten it, will you?" I whispered, turning around and crouching a little.
"Now, you're all settled," Rose said amused. "Mrs. Dwyer, do you want to help her with the veil?"
"Wait! Something old!" I told them.
If it was any tradition I wanted – it was this one. They looked at each other and I realized they had forgotten about the something old.
"I have something. That's only if you want," Liz said softly.
"Of course I do!" I told her.
"You know how the poem is? Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue, and a sixpence in her shoe. I have an old coin if you'd like to try that."
"Sounds good," I agreed and she went to her purse, rummaging through it.
Since I was wearing sandals, I decided to wear the coin in my bra so I wouldn't lose it. With a few final touching of make up and my veil on my head, I was ready. And at the same time, I wasn't.
Nerves started creeping up, finally realizing what was going on. I knew that I'd probably cry by the end of the day. A lot. Also, by the end of the day, I'd be Isabella Marie Cullen. A smile spread on my lips at the mere thought of wearing Edward's name.
Someone knocked on the door, shaking me from my daydream.
"We're leaving!" Carlisle's voice came from the other side.
Esme left the room to talk to him and five minutes later, she told me I could go to the car too.
Was it time already?
I had no idea what time it was, but I knew I was ready to go to the church and marry the man I loved more than anything in the world.
Just like at the last wedding, there was a limo outside the house. I stepped inside with a little help from Mom and once in the leather seat, I felt my heart humming wildly inside my chest.
"I'm so proud of you, sweetheart," Mom said, her voice thick with emotion.
"Thank you, Mom," I whispered.
She held my hand all the way to the church. When the car pulled up, Dad helped me out and wrapped his arm around mine.
The others went inside, leaving me with Dad just outside the doors.
"I'm really glad you found a nice young man like Edward," he whispered.
"I'm glad too," I replied. "I love him so much, Dad."
"And he loves you more than you'd ever know," he said softly. "That's our cue," he said with a chuckle when the wedding march started playing.
My feet seemed to turn to jelly and the three inches sandals made my legs shake like I was going to fall any second.
"Don't let me fall," I whispered.
"That would make me look like a bad parent," Dad joked, as we tried walking with that cadence but failed. We were both horrible at synchronizing. "Look up," he whispered.
I lifted my eyes from the carpet where I was concentrating on not falling and saw Edward at the end of the aisle. His dark suit looked magnificent on him and that bowtie made my insides melt. He was so beautiful. And his smile was blinding.
Suddenly, I wanted to quicken my steps and get there already. Dad must have sensed that because he tightened his grip on my elbow, restraining me from running. It felt like years passed until I reached Edward.
The priest asked who was giving me away and after Charlie cleared his throat he said his name and placed my hand on Edward's. His hand was clammy and I was glad that I wasn't the only nervous one.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, squeezing my hand.
"You too," I breathed out.
Reverend Jackson started the ceremony and I was sure I'd mess up when I had to repeat after him, but I didn't. Although I wasn't sure if anyone heard me since my voice was rough and I got choked up by the tears more times than I could count. Every time I choked up, Edward squeezed my hand, giving me a watery smile in encouragement. His voice wavered as well as he repeated and he had to stop once to clear his throat. Damn, we were pathetic.
After saying 'I do,' Reverend Jackson read some more before finally declaring us married. I was Edward's wife. Edward was my husband.
Then we were allowed to kiss for the first time as a married couple.
Edward cupped the back of my head gently then lowered his face and lightly pressed his lips to mine. I wanted and tired to deepen it, but he didn't let me. After we separated, he winked, leaning closer to whisper into my ear. "Our first close mouthed kiss as a married couple," he murmured.
I turned to his ear. "Are you waiting for the rain to kiss me open mouthed?"
He showed me his teeth and kissed my forehead. "Hmm, it's forecasted to rain."
We started walking toward the doors. "I hope not because your mother worked very hard on decorating the back yard."
"What can you possibly discuss now?" Emmett asked from behind us.
"Plans that you're not part of," Edward said over his shoulder.
Standing at the doors so they could make an arcade of flowers under which we had to get to the car took a few minutes and there were the photos too.
When we were motioned to go to the car, there was rice bombarding us from every direction and Edward kept battling his hands around like shooing flies.
"I officially hate rice," he declared once we were seated inside the car.
"I'll remind you that next time you cook something with rice."
With his arm around my shoulders, he brought me to his chest so we could finally kiss. It was one of the best kisses we had shared.
"Hello, Mrs. Cullen," Edward murmured against my lips.
I gulped and blinked away the tears. "Hello, Mr. Cullen."
We met again for another kiss until we were announced that we had arrived. I hated small towns.
I was pretty sure we were the first to arrive. But when we stepped out of the car, we had a small surprise. In front of the house was Edward's team and one of them saw us, probably our shocked faces, and grabbed the others' attention.
"We missed it!" he moaned.
Edward kept opening his mouth and closing it until he finally cleared his throat. "Well, you're here in time for food."
"Congratulations." Everyone came closer and just as I was hugging the last person, cars started pulling up.
"Holy fucking cow!" I heard Bob shouting so loud I was sure the whole town heard him. He rushed to us and with a chuckle, Edward introduced him.
Bob looked like a little kid in a candy shop.
When we went to the backyard, and the guests started congratulating us, I realized how many there were. I was surprised to see Angela and Ben – I thought Alice hadn't contacted them.
"Who would have thought?" Angela asked quietly as she hugged me.
"Uh, not me," I said honestly.
"You know, he's changed a lot," she said contemplatively, watching Edward who was a few feet away. His jacket had been discarded and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows as he was talking with Bob and Emmett about something. He didn't look very happy of what they were propositioning to him.
I shot Angela a smile. "Yeah, he did. Excuse me, I have to go see what they're doing to him."
"…one more time and I swear to you that-"
"Promises, promises," Emmett interrupted Edward's threat.
"Emmett, I'm fucking serious!" he hissed, fisting his hands.
"Hey, what's wrong guys?" I asked, wrapping my arms around Edward.
"Nothing, nothing," he mumbled. "Emmett's just an idiot. Nothing new."
"But think how wonderful it will be!" Emmett insisted.
Oh, no! Not again. Not the store issue again. I hoped they weren't talking about the store.
Emmett grinned at me. "You'll say yes."
"Probably not," I mumbled, leaning into Edward. My feet were already killing me.
"First, did Rose tell you?" Emmett asked curiously.
"Tell me what?"
"She didn't! How could she not?"
"I'm sure she forgot it because of the wedding," I pacified him.
"Forgot? How could she forget? ROSE!"
"Yes, Emmett, scream. By all means, act like a cave man," Edward groaned.
Rose appeared at our side, looking confused. "Why are you yelling?" she asked Emmett.
"You didn't tell Bella!" he accused her.
"Do you think I had time? We've been busy with other stuff. And it's not my fault she's unobservant."
I gaped at Rose. Unobservant? "What should I have seen?"
"This!" she said amused, pointing to her stomach.
"Again?" I asked shocked. How could I miss the bump? "When?" I breathed.
"April. We found out just after your visit in June, though. Apparently, Rose didn't realize it." Emmett shrugged.
"I was so busy with Ricky that I completely forgot about my period and frankly, after nine months of nothing…I got used to it." Rose laughed. "But yes, I'm pregnant again."
"Tell her everything," Edward threatened Emmett.
"Well…I was wondering…" Emmett gulped and glanced at Rose.
She laughed, hooking her elbow on mine and leading me away. "He tried it with Jasper but it didn't work. I don't know why he thought it will work with Edward."
"What are you talking about?" I wondered, growing more curious.
"Well, we were wondering if you wanted…you know…?"
"To be godparents? I thought Alice and Jasper were Ricky's godparents and you'd like to keep the tradition," I said.
"No, no, no!" Rose burst in laughter. "Okay, fine, I'll say it! We got talking and wondering how it would be for them to have cousins the same age."
I choked on my spit, feeling my eyes widening. "Rose, we just got married!" I told her sternly.
"Well, no time like the present to try."
"Rose. No! We're going to wait a year or so – to be alone," I hinted, raising an eyebrow at her.
How could she think I'd agree to her insane idea? I wasn't even thinking about that. All I wanted was some time alone with Edward. Getting used to living alone. There were still so many things to be done. So yeah, a kid was the last thing on our list.
Rose looked more amused and shrugged telling me that she knew my answer. I scowled at her, rolling my eyes.
Before I could say anything else, Alice's voice rang through the microphone that everyone should find their seats.
Our table was close to the make-shift dance floor and when I finally reached it, Edward was there waiting for me.
"What's the plan?" he asked, helping me on my chair.
"I've no idea. I think we eat then dance. Or so Esme told me yesterday."
"Good, because I'm starving."
"When aren't you?" I teased him, tracing my fork.
"Right after I eat," he said promptly with a cheeky grin.
We were served the appetizers by people Esme had hired. The food was amazing. The ambient music was great. Everything was perfect – I wouldn't have changed anything.
Once everyone had eaten, it was time for our first dance. Edward had chosen it because I had no idea what to choose.
"Did you consider some of my options?" I whispered as he helped me up.
"I didn't even look at them, sorry. I always knew what it will be," he answered, kissing my hand. "You'll love it. I promise."
"Well, it's good that you're sincere." I laughed, allowing him to lead me to the dance floor.
We stopped in the middle of the rectangular dance floor and as Edward nodded to our DJ, I looked around and saw everyone watching us. Unlike every other time I was in spotlight, this time was different. We were supposed to be the center of their attention.
The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core
I gasped as tears sprang in my eyes. "Edward!" I whispered, tightening my hold around his neck.
"I love you," he whispered, digging his fingers in my hips as we started moving slowly.
"The best choice ever," I managed to utter before I finally allowed the tears to fall.
He brought me close to him. "Don't cry."
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
I swallowed thickly looking into his deep green eyes through my tears. He had never looked more gorgeous.
"I promised that this is our song. It fits our relationship like a glove," Edward murmured in my hair.
"I think," I said on a trembling voice. "I think I just fell a little more in love with you."
His crooked smile appeared on his face. "Every day I fall in love with you, all over again. Don't you know that, Bella?" he asked quietly, taking one of my hands and twining our fingers.
So breathe in so deep
Breathe me in
I'm yours to keep
And hold onto your words
Cause talk is cheap
And remember me tonight
When you're asleep
With the hand that was still around his neck, I lowered his head so we could kiss again. I didn't care who was around. I just wanted to show him how much I loved him and show everyone the same thing.
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
As the song ended, I pressed my face into his neck, feeling my shoulders shaking as I sobbed. At first, I was sure I would cry on my wedding day then I started realizing that it might happen, but now I was full sobbing.
"I'm going to say something totally cheesy," Edward said with a chuckle, peeling me off him and looking deep into my eyes. I didn't answer, not that I could open my mouth without some embarrassing sound coming out. "A real man doesn't love a million girls. He loves one in a million ways."
I chuckled against myself, leaning up to kiss his cheek.
"Aw, aren't you sweet?" Emmett asked loudly, approaching us. "Can I steal her?"
"No!" Edward snapped playfully, hugging me to his chest.
"You have to learn to share, bro." Emmett took my hand, taking me a few feet away. I shrugged at Edward who pouted in our direction. He was adorable. "Hey, you!"
I looked up at Emmett and grinned. "Yeah?"
"It's polite to watch your current dancing partner while dancing."
"Sorry but my previous partner is much more handsome."
"Now, you just hurt my feelings, lil sista."
I hugged him, pressing my cheek to his chest. "This feels so surreal," I mumbled.
"Yeah, I understand you there. Can you step back before your husband decides to kill me?" Emmett asked, pushing me away.
I turned to look at Edward was coming toward us, frowning.
"Honestly, Bella!" he whined. "We've been married for a few hours and you're already spending more time with my brother."
"Are you joking?" I asked amused.
"No, not really." Edward took me in his arms. "I want to dance some more with you."
"Sorry, Em," I said over my shoulder, allowing Edward to twirl us away.
We kept dancing and when Charlie interrupted, Edward allowed me to go – but that was just because he was my Dad. Then I found myself in his arms again and we danced until I couldn't feel my feet. The few pauses we had while eating hadn't been enough.
When the cake was brought outside, it was almost twilight but the artificial lights made it look like daylight. Almost.
Esme prepared two plates so we could put cake there once we cut it. Of course, Edward had other plans. I had specifically pleaded him not to put it on my face or anything and he had agreed.
He gripped my hand tightly as we cut a small piece and put it on a plate. I grabbed a teaspoon and offered it to him. His full lips wrapped around it and his eyes darkened as he pulled away from the teaspoon. I was left a goo mess as I handed him the teaspoon. Edward shook his head, dipping it to kiss me. My eyes closed and a moan left me as I realized what he wanted to do. As we kissed, he transferred cake into my mouth. I had no idea if the guests were aware of the intimate gesture, but I was so wound up I would have had my way with right there if I could. Once he was sure I was thoroughly kissed, he offered me a piece of cake with the teaspoon. Catching Alice's eye, I realized she knew what had happened.
We went back to our seats while everyone got cake and champagne. I sipped a little from mine, but didn't really feel like drinking. Not after last night.
"Last night was interesting," I said lightly.
Edward glanced at me, cake halfway to his mouth. "Did you like the surprise?"
"Could have lived without it. By agreeing to that, you almost slept away."
"Ah, yes. I had to compromise. I chose a night away over some man taking his clothes off in front of you."
I smiled, leaning back in my chair. "It was really fun though I wish the lights hadn't gone off when they did," I said slowly, feeling a blush creeping up on my cheeks.
"The touching part wasn't in plan, but I couldn't be so close to you without feeling you touch me," he admitted, putting his polished plate on the table.
"I'm sure Toto loved the attention," I teased him.
Edward snorted. "Toto was waggling his tail if you get the pun."
I laughed loudly unable to not conceive that twisted image in my head which made me laugh even harder.
"Are you drunk?" Alice asked worried, appearing next to me.
"No, Alice," I said between bursts of laughter. "Do I have to do something?"
"Yep! It's time for the fun part! Flowers and garter." She squealed, hugging me. "Just go on to the dance floor and throw the flowers over your back then sit on the chair. Then you come and take the garter off. Please, don't take ages, you'll be able to touch her in a few hours," she warned Edward who took an angelical look.
"I'd never try anything, Alice!" he said scandalized.
"I know you better than that," she said with a huff and went to her seat.
"Who are you aiming at?" Edward asked, handing me the bouquet.
"I don't know really. Who catches it, lucky them. But I don't feel like throwing it. It's so beautiful," I murmured, stroking the white roses.
"I'd buy you a new one. Promise."
"I may hold you to that," I said playfully.
Stopping at the edge of the dance floor, I turned my back to everyone. I was glad some had stepped forward, probably wishing to catch it. With a whoosh of my arm, the bouquet flew from my hands.
"Your aim gets better and better," Edward said sarcastically.
I turned around to see it had flown completely the opposite way I had meant to throw it. And it was lying in front of Esme. I gave her a small smile, biting my lip.
"Let's hope your aim is better," I told Edward as I plopped on the chair.
"Duh!"
Suddenly, everyone started clapping and some guys wolf called as Edward dived under my dress. His teeth grasped the garter, catching some of my skin in the process and making me squirm. I hoped it hadn't been intentionally. He had some difficulty to take it off my ankle, but holding my foot in his hand, he finally had it off. Taking the blue garter in his hand, he twirled it around his index finger for a while, looking around. Because he had to do things differently, he stopped, aimed and shot the garter like a slingshot.
I realized he had aimed for Bob, but the nature decided against that and a gist of wind blew by making the garter change trajectory and slap the chest of the person next to Bob. That person was Shaw, their former coach.
"Crap," Edward muttered. He hurried that way, clapping Shaw on the back and elbowing Bob, probably explaining who should have been the victim.
I went to Esme unsure what to tell her. She smiled and hugged me. "Don't worry, Bella. It will be nice to renew our vows."
"My aim is rubbish," I said apologetically.
"Oh, don't worry, sweetie."
I felt Edward coming behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "One more dance?" he asked into my ear.
"I can't feel my feet!" I protested.
"The last one, I promise."
Holding hands, we made our way to the dance floor where people were already dancing slowly. I was surprised to see Mom dancing with Dad, but it probably was in memory for the good old days. Wrapped in Edward's arms, I just swayed from side to side happy the song allowed that movement.
There was a loud booming noise over the music then I saw a lightning across the sky and another loud thunder.
"Did you joke when you said it was forecasted to rain?" I asked, looking up at Edward.
"Of course! I looked on the Internet and it said it would be sunny! Well, now that it's night…not sunny, but you know what I mean. No rain."
He didn't finish the last word before the sky opened and it started pouring.
Everyone started running around, taking their stuff from the tables then going inside. Only we stayed in the middle of the makeshift dance floor laughing.
"Remember, you have to refresh my memory on that kiss," I said slyly.
Edward wrapped his arms under my ass, lifting me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he descended for a hungry kiss. We kept kissing and savoring each other, the feel of the rain against my face as his tongue wrapped around mine, engaging it in an intimate dance. All too soon, I could feel his erection pressing against my core and tearing my mouth off his, I moaned loudly, tugging at his wet hair.
"Get inside before you'll get sick!"
We turned to the side to see Liz with towels in her hands.
Erm...yes. This was the wedding? Did it meet your expectations? I tried to cover everything that might be important.
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