Book Two - Just Enjoying My Life.... Right? (Completed)

Chapter 23

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The next morning when I wake up it feels like any normal morning. The events of the night before don’t even cross my mind at first. I look at Sam sleeping peacefully and smile. This is what life should be about. Sam and me, happy and planning a future together.

That thought triggers a vague memory of the night before but it doesn’t really sink in immediately. In fact, all I can think about is that if I thought engagement sex was good, wedding night sex was ten times better!

It’s the word ‘wedding’ that finally makes things click into place.

Sitting up in bed I exclaim, “We got married!”

Sam stirs and groans. “What?”

“We got married last night!”

I leap out of bed, grab my dressing gown and start dancing around the room like a lunatic. Sam and I are married! I’m Emily Wilson now! Oh my god I can’t remember ever being so happy.

“We actually got married.” I say again, jumping up and down on the bed. “As in you vowed to love me forever!”

Sam laughs, grabs my hand and pulls me down next to him. “And you vowed to love me forever.”

I squeal in excitement. “I can’t believe it!” My excitement starts to dwindle away as my worries from the night before come back. “What about everyone else? How are we going to break it to them?”

“Why does it matter what everyone else thinks? We did what we wanted to do, they’re going to have to live with it. It’s not like they can change anything now.”

“True I suppose.” I say with a careless shrug.

The excitement of being married is too strong to stay worried for long.

Sam jumps on top of me again and kisses me passionately. “I’m afraid the events of last night are a little vague. I need you to remind me.”

I giggle, push him off then straddle him. “Which part? The wedding or the love making?”

He winks at me and kisses me again. “The latter of course.”

“Well in that case, I think I can rectify that.”

We make love again and, if it’s at all possible, it was even better than last night. It’s not just sex anymore. Well it never has been ‘just sex’, but now it’s got a different element to it. It’s two people in love, two married people sharing a whole new experience.

A little while later I jump out of bed and dance to the bathroom, repeating over and over again ‘we’re married’.

As I hum happily in the shower all I can think about is how happy I am. Last night before falling asleep I had a fleeting worry that perhaps I’d wake up and regret what happened. But I didn’t, in fact I’m more excited now than last night. I’m fully aware that marriage is a big commitment but I’m totally ready for it. I mean think about it, it’s really just a piece of paper. If we didn’t get married, it’s likely we would have ended up moving in together when we got home. That’s the same as being married it’s just not legal.

Once we’re done showering I start changing to go out. The questions from last night come flooding back.

“How were you able to be prepared for last night?” I ask Sam.

He grins at me. “Remember when we flew out I told you I had a surprise for you?”

That feels like a lifetime ago.