Big hug and thanks to Jess :)
You really don't care what kind of cake you get. Chocolate would be nice, but some people think that's inappropriate for a wedding.
Otherwise, you don't care. It could be strawberry, vanilla, lemon, a combination of the three. Doesn't matter. As long as you marry the woman sitting next to you and as long as she's happy, you're happy.
"Kate, please, just pick one," you say, gesturing to all the sample cakes laid out on the counter.
"Guys, please take your time," the lady says, pushing some hair back behind her ear. "This decision is very important."
"Justice is right, Castle. I can't choose for us, we have to choose together."
"I like them all."
"Yeah, but we aren't having carrot cake for a wedding."
"Then let's cross that one off."
You don't understand why women find this to be such an important part of the wedding process. What the guests are going to eat for dinner? Sure, that's important, but from your past two weddings, the cake is nothing but decoration until it's time to take that infamous picture cutting it.
"I like the lemon," she says, "but what if someone is allergic and can't eat lemons?"
"Kate," you interject, taking her hands in yours. "People are allergic to all kinds of things. There's no way we could please everyone."
"I know, I know," she sighs, resting her head on your shoulder. "I just want it to be perfect."
"As long as we say 'I do' it will be perfect." You kiss the top of her head, grip her hands a little tighter to pull her closer. "And we can always take whatever cake we like the most and get it put in our room. Just for us."
She looks up at you, a grin on her lips, a slight blush to her cheeks. You kiss each one until she laughs.
"We can actually do that, yeah?" she asks, grinning.
You gaze at her lovingly. "Of course."
Glancing back up at Justice, you find her eyes fixed on the two of you with a smile.
"You folks are adorable," she says. "I've never seen love like this before. This is real. I wish everyone could have it."
Everyone.
It sparks something in you.
You look at Kate and she wears the same expression you have, and together you speak.
"Why do we need only one cake?" you both say.
"What if we get maybe four or five different flavored cakes?" she continues. "We'll just have to factor in our guest size."
"Right, we could do that. They'll be smaller, maybe two tiered," you say.
She nods her head, considering the options. "I think we should have one major cake though. The one we cut together."
You smile, beaming with pride. Kate bites her lip, trying to contain her grin but it radiates from her body, her eyes, glowing through her skin.
"So what flavors are you thinking?" Justice asks after a moment, smirking as she watches you.
Kate looks at you and shrugs. "You pick."
"The vanilla, definitely. It's classic."
"Okay, and on that note, maybe the lemon too?"
You nod. "I really liked the cherry and white chocolate."
"I did too. That and the strawberry champagne."
"Which is calling to you more?" Justice asks, jotting down notes in her folder.
"The cherry and white chocolate," you both say together again.
"Okay, that'll be your main cake."
You smile, relieved and Kate leans into you, her lips softly touch your cheek, the contact eliciting a tingling sensation.
"Thank you," she whispers.
"Always."