It's so stressful planning a wedding likes fucking hell. Vic and I decided we couldn't plan a wedding on our own so we have a wedding planner coming over tomorrow to help. For now all Vic and I have planned is the outfits, the venue, and the guest list. Those were the easy parts. We have the time set for August so we have time to get the priest, flowers, decorations, officiate, and paper work done. There is so much to do and so little time to do it, it's so stressful.
Since Vic works Monday to Friday from eight in the morning till four at night I have to do most of it myself. Since tomorrow is Saturday though Vic will be with me to see the wedding planner. I hate talking to new people especially when I'm alone because at that point it's just incredibly awkward. Vic on the other hand will talk till his mouth falls off. I don't know how he does it though.
Today when the wedding planner comes over we're suppose to be talking about the flowers and decorations, we decided to go with the black and white theme. Well it was more like Vic didn't have a choice in the matter because all his ideas were shitty. The wedding planner over the phone she said that she could possible find black tulips and white poppies, mine and Vic's favorite flowers.
Right now though is peaceful because Copeland is taking her afternoon nap upstairs while I sit peacefully with a book and a glass of wine. My current favorite is Riesling it's sweet but bitter. I usually drink it with my dinner but at the moment I had a craving for it.
My current read is a 500 page novel its a romance novel. The two main characters Josey and Richard have found themselves in an unthinkable predicament as they are stuck in a humid rain forest fighting to survive. Everyday they spend out there the more dehydrated they become until they found a water source. It's actually quite amazing to be honest the author Jeremy Rodgers has an amazing view on how survival can turn into living. I honestly can't wait to see how this book ends because I wonder if they end up living together in the rain forest or finding their way out and going back to their normal boring lives.
I always loved reading getting sucked into stories that took me away for present day to the past or to the future. Every story held deep meaning when writing it and those stories will always hold deep meaning to the author. No matter how dark the story could be its always just going to be a story. That's why I enjoy reading books, they take me on an adventure every time I love it.
I look up at the time, setting my empty glass on the table next to me. It's about to be 4:00 so Vic would be home soon. I looked like some type of whine mom or something, maybe even a house wife but I don't really care. I liked wine as weird as that sounds but I just do, Vivian sucked me into this wine life.
As if on que Vic walked into the house from work, I smile at him lovingly. He smiles back with a wide mouthed teeth filled smile, I love his smiles they're the best. I put my book mark in the book and set it on the middled section table, getting up and hugging him, pecking his lips.
"You taste sweet Kells what wine is it this time." He holds my hips gently as he gazes down at me.
"Riesling it's the one I drink when you make chicken or pork for dinner." I giggle as he starts to litter my neck with small butterfly kisses.
"Well it tastes just about as sweet as you do." He tugs me close by my waist, he knows he isn't getting any so I don't see the point in flirting.
"Hope you still know that you aren't getting any, no matter how much you sweet talk me." I smile as he looks frustrated, most likely sexually.
"You're killing me Kellin like seriously." He groans and pulls away from me. I start to giggle as he goes to the kitchen to make dinner and Copeland should be getting up soon to. I love my little family.
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November Skies (Kellic + MPreg)
FanfictionLife was simple for Kellin Quinn he was attending college on a music scholarship and he graduated high school at the top of his class. He is a bit racist and Homophobic and hated Vic fuentes since sophomore year of high school. Life was about to ta...