Spelivia Diaries: Shots of Love

That Should Be Me 2.0

"Do you, Spencer James, take this woman to be your beloved wedded wife? To love her, honor her, stand by her side for all the days your on this earth?"

"I do"

Spencer stated firmly eyeing his bride who stood before him, her beauty shining through the white sheen veil that was covering her face. She smiled through it, rubbing her thumbs to his knuckles as their joint hands formed an united front, with all their loved ones in the crowd. The pastor turned to the bride, reciting the same words he once said to the groom.

"Do you take this man to be your beloved wedded husband? To love him, honor him, stand by his side for all the days your on this earth?"

Her eyes went from the pastor to Spencer. She took an long deep breath in as her cheeks became wet staring straight ahead.

"I do!"

Spencer grinned at her answer, giving her hands an tight squeeze.

"The rings"

Pastor speaks, folding his hands witnessing the couple place their respective rings on each other. Heavy breaths of relief and a mixture of nervousness slipped out their mouths feeling the new pieces of jewelry finding its home on their fingers.

"By the power invested in me, by the state of California, I now pronounce you, husband....and wife, there's no more to be said, kiss your bride, Mr. James"

Right on cue, Spencer flipped over the veil revealing his new wife, pressing his lips to hers in an searing kiss. They let the moment last for an few minutes before coming up for air after all the hoots and hollers from their audience. His wife pressed her thumb to his cheek, gazing into his eyes.

"I love you, Spencer James"

"I love you, Olivia Baker James"

Spencer gasped as his eyes popped open to the high ceiling above him. His bare chest glistened with residue of sweat as he clutched it. His vision blurred while surveying his surroundings. His head peeked up, facial features in slight disarray as the light from outside made its appearance through the window. He slowly sat up, raising his hand to his head, tryna soothe the throbbing pulse at his temple. He lifted the cover lightly, seeing himself in just boxers until his eyes looked over the bed, with separate pieces of his clothing decorating the floor. While trying to pick up the pieces of his mind and whatever may have happened the night before, the quiet stirring of the female frame next to him caught his attention. Looking over and seeing his very naked ex sleeping soundly beside him, his head started spinning.

What happened last night? Must be Liv's house but, how did I get here? The bachelor party, strippers, alcohol, lots of it, shot after shot. The cab an-....no, no no, no, please no.

Then the events of last night started resurfacing. His confession of love. Their kiss, everything that happened after the kiss.

Her robe dropped to the floor, leaving her in just an lacy bra with the panties to match. She helped him out of his jacket and shirt, letting them both fall at once multitasking and keeping their mouths busy as Spencer's foot kicked Liv's bedroom door shut. Naturally Olivia's legs circled Spencer's waist, pushing her back against the door frame.

"You missed me, baby?"

Spencer whispered into her neck as his tongue traced lines over her skin.

"You know I missed you"

She whimpered tasting the hint of Hennessy on his breath, dragging her lips back to his, body aching at the miss of his mouth on hers. His hand went up to her neckline, holding it, tilting her chin up to give him her full undivided attention, like she knew he wanted. Hooded eyes surfaced every curve, licking his lips grabbing her neck forcefully with an smirk.