No matter how many times I ran the situation through my head, it never seemed to play out quite right. I was going to marry my best friend, the most perfect man in the world. If only I could get the details right. "Hey Sweetheart." Draven wrapped his arms around me.
"Hello Handsome." I leaned my head back onto his shoulder.
"You feeling alright? You look a lot paler than usual."
I sighed, "What if its not perfect?"
Draven chuckled, "As long as I get you at the end of the day, it will be perfect. My beautiful Airyden"
I smiled and turned to him, "And you will."
"I love you." He leaned forward for a kiss.
I kissed him back, "I love you too."
