Chapter 23

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*Several months later, the date is June 14, 2019*

Sam's POV

I was so excited, yet so nervous. My hands were shaking and I could feel sweat beading up on the nape of my neck. A huge smile was already lighting up my face.

"Sam, you ready? It's nearly time." I heard Peyton tell me.

I nodded, not really trusting my voice.

"C'mon then. You've gotta go wait for my sister." She said and smiled at me. I hugged her and kissed her forehead before she ran off to get in the line for Jordan's bridesmaids. I walked over to where the end of the isle was and stood near the pastor. My hands were shaking even harder now and I had to take a few deep breaths to calm down. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at the crowd that was gathered. Not yet anyway.

I heard the first few notes of the piano and new that Jordan's bridesmaids were entering. I opened my eyes and looked straight ahead, not down the isle yet.

I heard several gasps and looked to see my almost-wife.

She looked beautiful. Her face was flushed with excitement. Her lips were curved up into a smile surrounded by a pinkish red lipstick. Her hair cascaded down her head in an elegant twist.

Her dress was stunning, fitting her perfectly. Sweetheart top, ball gown style. It's was gorgeous.

But it was her eyes that really got me.

Her eyes were always pretty but today, they were breathtaking. You could see all of the different colors there. So many different shades of blue. And here eyes showed how happy and in love she was right now.

My dad was waking her down the isle, not too slow but not fast enough for me. But finally, she was here. My dad took her hand and placed it in mine before kissing both of our cheeks and walking away to sit by Trish. I took both of Jordan's hands in mine and looked at her as the pastor said everything he needed to.

And then it was time for me to speak.

"Jordan, ever since I met you in seventh grade, I had a feeling this would happen at some point in my life. I knew you were the one on that June night, exactly seven years ago. And everyday since then, I've fallen harder and harder for you. I know I've hurt you but this is my promise to never make those mistakes again. I promise that no matter what happens, I'll be there. We're a team now. We will fight but we'll always work it out because I love you and letting you go again is not an option. I love you and I honestly can't wait to kiss you and have everyone know you're my wife."

Jordan's P.O.V.

Sam looked amazing. I was immediately looking at her as soon as I started walking down the isle.

She had a big smile on her face. She had some makeup on, but not much, which I liked. Her hair was half up and half down, and curly.

Her dress was shorter than mine, falling just below her knees. It had a sweetheart top like mine and had a gold sash to match the bridesmaids dresses.

As soon as she looked at me, my heart sped up. Her eyes were framed with thick lashes and were very prominent today. They said everything she was feeling. Love, joy, and desire. She wanted this to happen.

As soon as her dad put my hand in hers, I felt perfect. I was exactly where I belonged. With her.

I barely registered what the pastor was saying until Sam started talking.

"Jordan, ever since I met you in seventh grade, I had a feeling this would happen at some point in my life. I knew you were the one on that June night, exactly seven years ago. And everyday since then, I've fallen harder and harder for you. I know I've hurt you but this is my promise to never make those mistakes again. I promise that no matter what happens, I'll be there. We're a team now. We will fight but we'll always work it out because I love you and letting you go again is not an option. I love you and I honestly can't wait to kiss you and have everyone know you're my wife." She said with so much emotion in her voice, I felt my eyes tear up.

And then it was my turn.

"Sam, I love you. We've been through so much in the past seven years, it's unbelievable. We've both messed up and hurt each other but that's done with. Of course, we'll fight but you're right. We will always work it out. I promise that we'll always figure things out . Together. I love you, boo."

Sam's eyes were filled with tears when I finished. I smiled at her and squeezed her hand.

We both said the words that were as old as the world and then the pastor looked at Sam.

"I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss your bride." Sam leaned in and kissed me gently, yet passionately. Too soon, she pulled away.

We turned towards the crowd with smiles on our faces and walked back down the isle, towards the car that would bring us to the place we chose to have our reception.

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Sam's P.O.V.

We arrived at the reception and almost everyone was already there.

We went over to our table with all of the bridesmaids and people that participated in the wedding. Liam came over to me and hugged me.

"Mommy was crying. Why mommy?" He asked.

I smiled. "Because mommy is very happy with your momma." I turned and kissed Jordan's cheek.

We ate and then it was time for our first dance.

"Alright, everyone! It's time for their first dance as a married couple. Please welcome, Mrs. and Mrs. Stout!" The DJ announced.

I took Jordan's hand as the first notes of Little Things started playing.

We danced and it was amazing. And then I danced with my brother and my dad danced with Jordan.

"This is cool, Sam. I'm happy you got the girl. That's what you wanted." Connor said to me and I smiled and hugged him.

The reception was great. Everyone seemed to be having fun. Peyton caught the bouquet of flowers that Jordan threw and she turned and winked at her boyfriend, which I found hilarious.

Over all, it was spectacular.

"Well everyone, it's time to get going. But thank you all so much for supporting us. We appreciate it a lot. Thanks again and we love you all!" I said into a microphone.

Jordan and I hugged everyone and said our goodbyes.

Liam came up to us, tears falling down his face.

"I miss you alweady, mommy!" He cried.

I hugged him and said,

"Liam, buddy, we'll be back in a week. I promise we'll call everyday, ok? I love you and so does momma but we have to go now."

He hugged us both tightly before running to Peyton, who lifted him up.

Jordan and I got into the car and rolled the window down.

Everyone waved to us and said "I love you!" We waved back and responded until the window got rolled up and we were driving to the airport, heading to our honeymoon.

"Jordan?"

"Yeah, boo?"

"I love you."

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