You Are Love (Sequel To Love Again)

The Wedding

                                          Daniel...

"We gathered here today to congratulate my son and his soon-to-be wife, Selena for their wedding taking place tomorrow. They've been waiting for what seems like forever for this special day and now it's right in front of them. I knew from the start they'd get married but I never wanted to embarrass my poor son like that, unlike his mother. I'm proud of you son, and I hope for the best with the both of you." My father spoke at the table. Me and Selena smiled at each other and I grabbed her hand under the table. "Thanks dad." I said simply and he nodded. "I can't wait to see your dress Lena." Angela said and Selena blushed, gripping my hand tighter. I leaned into her neck and whispered, "I can't wait to get you out of it." Making her laugh and blush uncontrollably. My mother watched us and started crying as she smiled ear to ear.

"What's wrong mom?" I asked worryingly and she wiped her tears with her napkin. "I'm just so proud of you two." She says. We all eat and talk about tomorrow then me and Selena go upstairs to the bedroom. "I'm so nervous." She says sitting on the bed, looking through her suitcase. "You couldn't be more nervous than I am." I respond watching her. She pulls out pajamas and started to change, stripping right in front of me. I swear she does things like that on purpose. "Keep this up and you'll get some before the honeymoon baby." I say and she turns around, winking at me, with just shorts and a bra on. "Maybe that's what I was intending sweetie."

"You don't want it yet Selena..." She walks up to me and unbuttons my shirt, pulling it off me, running her fingers down my abs slowly. Chills glide down my back and I bite my lip. "Oh, I don't?" She spoke sexually, pushing me back against the wall standing on her toes to kiss my neck, my hands on her waist for balance. "You make me feel weak.. it should be the other way around." I said and she laughs. "It's my turn to be in charge." She gets on her knee's and pulls down my jeans, taking my manhood from my boxers and got to work right then and there. I grabbed a handfull of her hair and groaned as I went deeper inside her. She stops suddenly and grabs her shirt, walking into the bathroom laughing.

"Really Selena? You're just 'gonna leave my like this?" I complained and she ignored me. Oh, she'll pay for that one..

                                     Selena (the next morning)

"If I have to tell you one more fucking time to use the black centerpieces, you're fired, understand?!" I yelled into the phone as the hair stylist was curling my hair. I hang up the phone and sigh heavily,  becoming overwhelmed with stress. "Selena, calm down. Everything is going to work out fine." Daisha says watching me as she got her hair done. I look at her and she signals me to take a few deep breaths so I do, feeling a little better. I looked at the clock, seeing we only had an hour until the wedding started. "Is my bride in there?" Daniel asks from outside the door, making me feel so much better. "Yes she is, but you know what they say about seeing the bride before the wedding." Daisha explains and I smile.

"Oh yeah, well I just want her to know that I love her." He spoke. I blushed and Daisha laughed. "She loves you too." The hair stylistic finishes up and I walk over to the clothing consultant and she helps me put on the dress, vail, and jewelry. I looked myself in the mirror and tears formed as I looked at the big white dress that was fitted at the top and had swarovski crystals around the heart shaped collar. It flared out at the waist and the vail thouched the very bottom of the dress. "I don't think I can do this." I pleaded, tears of joy streaming down my face. Daisha walked up to me in her bridesmaid dress and hugged me. "You can and you will. You have the man you've been waiting for since God knows how long out there as nervous as you are. He loves you, and I know damn well you love him. No ones stopping you.. it's all yours."