How to Save A Life (Anthony Rizzo)

72- Doubtful

Anthony

"I founded the perfect place to have the wedding" I announce as I bust into Clara and I's bedroom. She was getting dressed after a long night last night.

After beating the Giants in five games it was back home for games 1 and 2 of the NLCS coming up quickly. The Dodgers were in town and they weren't going to wait for us to play our style of baseball to show up.

"Wait... you haven't found a place we were going to get married yet" she questions.

"Didn't you hear me? I just found a place" I say and I can tell she wanted to be mad at me, but she just couldn't.

"How is it that you wanted to get married in November and it's October and you didn't have a place picked out until now" she questions.

"I don't know. I mean we said a beach so I thought how hard could it be? And then I've been looking for a beach to get married at for a month now" I explain.

"Oh sweetie" she sighs as she rests her hand on my arm.

"I told you I didn't want you worried about the wedding so I really wanted to do this, and I did" I explain.

"I wasn't worried until a moment ago" she admits.

"Well no need to worry because I figured it out" I claim.

"Okay, then what do you have?"

"I got a reservation in Cabo for the second weekend in November. There's a little spot right on the shore where we can watch the sun set and get married. We can set out whichever chairs we want and there's a alter right up there" I explain as I show her the picture.

"Oh wow. That's so beautiful. It's intimate and simple, perfect for our wedding" she insists.

"I know. But I promised the guy that if he got us in for that weekend I would win the World Series so no pressure" I joke and she laughs.

"You got some work to do" she smiles.

"Well now that the wedding is all but set I can focus on that some more" I say.

"You got it all done" she questions.

"Every last detail" I smile.

"You got everyone flights and hotels" she asks.

"Done" I assure her.

"You have flowers and a priest" she challenges.

"Check and check."

"Drinks and cake?"

"Already thinking about how sweet they'll taste" I smile.

"And the honeymoon" she wonders and my face falls.

"Shit" I mumble as she giggles at my distress.

"It's okay, Anthony. We don't have to have one. I would much rather stay home with Maddie and Daisy" she claims.

"I want you to have a honey moon. Do a bunch of things for the first time as husband and wife. I already took so much from you moving the wedding up so soon. A lot of our friends won't even see it and there's no after party. I feel bad for taking away from your big day and turning it into your small day. So I have to take you on a great honeymoon" I insist.

"It's really not that big of a deal. A wedding is a celebration of the union of two people. I don't need a honeymoon" she says.

"But you want one" I reply and she smiles.

"I kind of do" she admits.

"Okay then, where did you want to go" I wonder.

"This is going to sound crazy... but Italy" she replies and my eyes go big.

"Really? I was not expecting that"I admit.

"One of my painting favorite pieces of a girl I know just got sold there and I would love to see it hanging up. See the renaissance period in real life and emerge myself in the art. Of course you would be there too" she teases.

"I think that would be a lot of fun and very romantic" I admit.

"Really? You don't want to do something else" she wonders.

"Well we're getting married on the beach so it's not like I want to go somewhere on the beach. I'm sure we'll spend a few days in Cabo with our friends and family before taking off. Then my parents can go back to Chicago with Daisy and we'll meet them there with her" I explain.

"That should work" she nods.

"So now do you believe me that I have it under control" I ask.

"I never doubted you for a second" she claims as she cups my face.

"You were literally just doubting me a second ago" I remind her and she laughs.

"That wasn't doubt" she argues.

"Then what was it" I question.

"I was being... questionable" she claims.

"Doubtful" I correct and she smiles.

"Fine I was. But I love you and isn't that enough" she asks.

"It's more than enough" I smile.

She pulls me down and presses a passionate kiss on my lips. It wasn't all that long but it was deep and powerful and I just wanted to thank god that after all this time I can still feel like this with her.

The kisses still feel like the first time. I remember it so visibly. How we were surrounded by people and I didn't see or hear them. Not even caring that we were in a public place as we shared that special first kiss. Her lips were cold but they felt nice against my warm ones. Her perfume filled my head as all my nerves started to shake around in my body. I was so nervous yet the moment was perfect. I was in love with the feeling of her lips on mine and all this time later, I still was. And I would never get tired of feeling the way I do when she kisses me. It's a feeling unlike no other, I've never felt anything like that from anywhere before. And I only got that feeling from kissing her.

Eventually we break apart but still held each other close. I wrap my fingers around the back of her neck and push her head forward so her forehead was resting on mine. She looked up at me with those killer turquoise eyes and I knew that it was only a matter of time before we were married. And I still couldn't wait.