"Well maybe this set will work. ." I say, picking up the navy and white bouquet.
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"Yeah, but the rose gold is also gorgeous" my mom says, handing me that bouquet.
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"This is really hard" I frown, and look to Justin.
He smiles.
"You just pick whatever one makes you happy my love, it's all about you, my queen." He says.
"Well. . your opinion matters to, you're going to be the groom, and my husband, what do you think?" I ask him.
"I like the navy a lot, but the rose gold really suits you, in my opinion" he says.
"You think?" I ask, tilting my head to the side, examining both sets of bouquets.
"Yes, my princess, I do" he says, kissing the top of my head.
I smile, and stand on my tip toes, to kiss him. "Thank you for helping me baby" I say.
"Always here for that" he says.
"Good.. next is the invitations, you ready?" I ask him.
"Couldn't be more ready" he says, with a grin.
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After looking through several types of rose gold wedding invites, I finally decided on one.
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"I think we'll take these" I tell the lady, that's been helping us out.
"Lovely choice, how many would you like made?" She asks.
"About 150 of them" I say, and Justin nods in agreement of that being a fair amount.
That's not saying 150 would be invited, or even show up, but just to be safe, rather than sorry.
/ /
We got done done with a few more things, and finally got to go back home.
My mom had to work the night shift, at the hospital, so Justin and I got to be alone for the night.
"I love you so much" he says, running his hand through my hair soothingly.
"I love you too" I say, biting my lower lip.
He kisses my lips softly, and I smile into the kiss.
"What's wrong?" I ask, when he pulls away first.
"Nothing, it's nothing" he says, shaking his head, trying to avoid answering.
"Baby, tell me" I persist.
His jaw clenches, and then he sighs.
"I just– I love you with everything I got in me baby girl, every bone in my body, every part of my mind is filled with thoughts of you, of us. And I can't imagine not having you in my life. Ariana, I want you, I want us forever."
"Don't worry baby, nothing is going to come between that, I've never loved anyone the way I love you, you're my everything"
"Then let me show you"
"Huh?" I scrunch my eyebrows.
"Let me. ." He slides a one of my sleeves of my shoulder, my white VS lace bra strap showing. "Show you." He says.
I knew what he was trying to get at.
Me.
I gnaw my bottom lip nervously.
"W-we don't have to baby, I'm sorry if you feel pressured, God I'm an idiot, I'm sorry" he goes to stand up.
I grab his shoulder, and lift my shirt above my head, and throw it to the floor.
That caught his attention, and his cheeks turned pink.
"No, I want to, I want this." I tell him.
"Y-you're sure?" He asks.
I grab his hand, and place it on my bra strap. "Take it off, please." I say.
His eyes darken, and I can practically see lust swirling in them.
"I'm going to make you feel so good, baby." He says, unclipping my bra with one hand.
"Please do, daddy."
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Damn Ari, he trying to be sweet and sentimental, and you bringing this daddy shit up?? You a real one Grande.
