73 Memories

The Forty-Ninth Memory

"What if we did it in the winter?"

"Um, what if we didn't do it in the winter?"

You rolled your eyes. "You're mean."

I sighed, putting the back of my hand on my forehead and pretending to faint as I fell backward on our bed. "I'm tired. You know how I get when you wake me up too early."

You laughed, and I sat back yo to look at you. "I don't think that's the problem," you said, shaking your head. "I think you get cranky when I don't make breakfast in the morning."

I thought about it for a minute and then nodded. "That's probably true."

You smiled and then shook your head, clearing your mind. "Okay, so when do you want to do the wedding?"

"Um. I was thinking the fall. Then, I could wear a long sleeved with lace-"

"Stop!"

I looked at you, amused at the tone of your voice. "Why?"

"I don't want to hear about your dress. I want it to be a complete surprise."

"Oh my God," I snorted "You are such a freak."

"Am I?" You asked, raising an eyebrow before continuing, "Or do I just, I don't know, not want to have bad luck on the wedding day?"

I sighed. "That's only if you see the dress, Sherlock."

You raised your arms in surrender. "No harm in being extra careful."

I dropped the subject and instead focused on the one at hand, yet again. "So, anyway, how do you feel about the fall?"

"As long as it's during the beginning of the season when the leaves are turning yellow, the grass is still green, and there isn't brown everywhere."

I nodded, agreeing with that.

"So, onto a more finer topic, what month?"

I answered quickly. "September. Absolutely. Then it won't be as cold as October."

You looked confused. "I thought you wanted long sleeves on-" I cut you off, smirking.

"I can't tell you what I was thinking of doing. Don't want to take any chances, right?"

You rolled your eyes and I knew you were regretting saying that, but I wasn't going to give in and tell you like I usually did.

Because I secretly agreed.

"Okay, so what if we did it on the twenty-third?"

I nodded, grinning. "Save the date."

You laughed and got up. "I'm ordering pizza. What do you want?"

I got up and walked over to you. "Everything. I didn't have a proper breakfast; you starved me."

You laughed and grabbed my hand, and we walked downstairs and ordered Italian just like that.

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