Endlessly (Jamie Dornan) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 39

A/N: Thank you for your amazing feedback on the first part of the wedding! I'm elated that you all enjoyed it so much, I tried to do their special day justice :) Here's part two with an NC17 warning! Enjoy, xo!

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Jamie and I didn't make it far from the table. For one, we knew our first dance was the next order of business, but also because everyone kept coming up and congratulating us. It was overwhelming to realize all the people who had come together to help us celebrate. Many of his loved ones had flown from Europe to attend and I was grateful to meet the people who made Jamie happy. With the same token, I wasn't getting many alone conversations with my new husband as we entertained the guests that approached in between bites of dinner.

He gently squeezed my knee after my cousin walked away with her endless compliments on how beautiful everything was. "You okay?"

I smiled at him, he was adorable and finally all mine. "Better than I've ever been. You?"

"Undeniably the happiest man alive."

Someone must've noticed our intimate exchange because they started clinking their glass, signaling us to kiss.

"What a chore," he joked before leaning over.

I gently pressed our lips together, unable to hide the smile that would likely never leave my face. All of it was my literal dream come true.

The DJ broke us from our embrace when he came over the mic. "Ladies and gentleman, I hope you enjoyed your dinner, because the fun part starts now. Or rather, momentarily."

I nudged Jamie with my shoulder and he took a deep breath. His nerves over our first dance were evident, but I didn't know why. The hardest part was out of the way, and the real fun was about to begin.

"Can I please get the bride and groom on the dance floor?"

Jamie offered me his hand and I took it, noticing immediately that it was sweaty. I reassured him with a quick squeeze. I smiled over at the guests we passed as he led me to the center of the faux wooden flooring they'd tiled on top of the grass. The sun was slowly setting behind us and I hoped the photographers were able to shoot from the perfect angle. I could already imagine the framed pictures of us dancing in the evening light by the lake hanging above the mantle in the house we stood outside of.

I must've been too distracted by the enchanting surroundings, because I was taken aback when I saw a chair appear in front of me.

"Mrs. Dornan, if you'll please have a seat," the DJ said.

"What's happening?" I whispered to Jamie. We were supposed to be having our first dance, why did I need sit down?

"Trust me," he replied.

I wrinkled my forehead in confusion as David walked into my line of sight carrying a guitar. He handed it off to Jamie before retreating with a nod. My heart jumped into my throat when he strapped it onto his torso and strummed an array of chords to check the tuning.

"The groom has asked to play a song for his bride, so Jamie, take it away."

His sudden nerves made complete sense as I also tried to brace myself for the influx of emotions surely headed my way.

He looked down at the guitar as he began playing a familiar tune. I bit my bottom lip to stifle the urge to cry. I wanted to fully enjoy the moment first then let it all out.

His soft voice gave me goosebumps. "When I look into your eyes, it's like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise, there's so much they hold. And just like them old stars, I see that you've come so far to be right where you are. How old is your soul?"