Fake Love

19

Amidst a backdrop of twinkling lights and the soft glow of candles, Ben and Miranda exchanged vows in a romantic ceremony surrounded by their loved ones. The air was filled with laughter, tears of joy, and the sweet melodies of love. As they danced under the starry night sky, their hearts overflowed with happiness, knowing they were embarking on a journey together.

For their honeymoon, Miranda surprised Ben by taking him back to the very place where their love story began—the picturesque destination where they had shared their vacation.

After checking into their resort and stepping into their luxurious room, Ben couldn't contain his joy, looking at Miranda with a sparkle in his eyes. "I know exactly what I want to do all vacation long," he declared with a grin, his eyes sparkling with affection as he looked at Miranda. "I want to spend every moment with my beautiful wife."

Miranda's heart fluttered at the sound of Ben calling her his wife. With a radiant smile, she replied, "I love the sound of that, husband." Her eyes sparkled with affection as she took his hand in hers, feeling the warmth of their connection.

"Say it again" He smirked

"Of course, husband," she said, savoring the word as it rolled off her tongue.

Ben's laughter bubbled up, a symphony of joy as he leaned in to kiss Miranda. With a tender touch, he brushed his lips against hers, sealing their moment of shared happiness.

Miranda melted into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his love enveloping her. Their kiss spoke volumes, conveying a depth of emotion that words could never fully express. Drawing a soft moan from her lips, Ben pulled away from his wife slowly.

"Damn, I get that for the rest of my life." He smiled leaning his forehead against hers. As they savored their kiss, Ben couldn't shake the feeling that he was living in a dream. The reality of being with Miranda, his beloved wife, felt too perfect to be true.

With a gentle caress, he cupped her cheek, his eyes searching hers for confirmation that this was indeed real. "Miranda," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, "sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming. Like this love we share is too beautiful to be true."

Miranda's eyes softened with understanding, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "I know what you mean, Ben," she murmured, her voice filled with tenderness. "But this is our reality now, and it's even more wonderful than any dream."

Feeling the weight of her words sink in, Ben pulled her close, cherishing the moment and etching it into his memory. In Miranda's arms, surrounded by love and warmth, he knew that even if it was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.

"Do you have plans to live this room" She asked

"Of course, I do" He chuckled " We had so much fun last time we were here"

"True, but last time we were here wasn't our honeymoon." She smirked

"Oh, We'll do plenty of that too" He chuckled " Don't you worry."

"Who was worrying" She laughed "I was inquiring."

"Let's get settled" He kissed her again and then went about settling into their suite. After getting settled into their cozy honeymoon suite, Miranda and Ben felt the allure of the beach calling to them. Holding hands, they made their way down to the shore, the golden sand warm beneath their feet and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filling the air with a soothing melody.

As they strolled along the water's edge, the setting sun painted the sky in hues of pink and orange, casting a magical glow over the landscape. Miranda laughed as the gentle breeze tousled her hair, her eyes sparkling with joy.