"I do." he says.
"I do." I shout.
He picks me up from the waist, spins me around and we kiss. The small crowd cheers. And we walk down the silk white carpet and to the reception hall for the ya know, reception. We do a couple dances, and some cake.
"Oh no! We're going to miss our flight." I tell him.
"Oh my gosh you're right. Hey everybody! We're going to miss our flight! Wish us luck!" he shouts to the reception hall. "Good Luck!" they all yell back. Rocky and I run to get changed. I put on a white outfit and he puts on a black one. We grab the limo and head to the airport.
"So, Europe first? Caribbean later?" I say as I hug him so tight.
"Anything for my baby girl."
We grab some smoothies, and some Mac and cheese.
"I love you almost as much as I love Mac and cheese." he says laughing
He starts to kiss me all over, takes off my jacket then unbuttons my shirt.
"Babe! Stop it." I say giggling.
"Okay, okay."
Our plane arrives and we're in first class. As our plane takes off, I grip his hand so hard I think he might pass out. But then I look at him and he's fine and he whispers "Hey babe it's gonna be alright, I got you, I'm not letting go, I love you too much." The sun is just setting, and I don't think I've seen anything more beautiful from the sky.
"That sunset is almost as pretty as you."
We order some champagne and he's already feeling "tipsy". I can't contain my giggles and someone shush's us. The sun is almost down, and the stars start to appear.
"For every star that there is, I love you times ten...plus a billion." he says laughing. "Even when I wake up, with no makeup, and my face is all groggy?" I ask. "Even more at that time." he replies.
"I don't think you understand, I'm starting my life with the girl of my dreams, and she's all I'll ever want."
We order a pillow and a blanket and as I drift asleep in his arms right next to him ready for the best part of my life, he kisses me right on the forehead.
"Goodnight."
