I sit up, more serious now. "But something smaller, more intimate could still be possible if you're serious."

The bed shifts.

She wraps her naked limbs around me from behind. "I'm so serious, E."

Elation swells inside me, but there's also a tinge of disappointment.

In myself.

Her dream wedding could've still happened.

If I'd had more faith.

I didn't trust us.

It stings.

But I refuse to ruin our moment with self-pity.

I lace our fingers, grinning like mad. "Yeah?"

Her lips skim my shoulder. "Fuck yeah."

Goosebumps pebble.

I shiver.

Thick with need.

The celebration is fucking on.