Chapter Four

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*Flashback*

I was so shaky standing behind Nick's parent's house. I had my hair done in a bun with a braid holding the bottom. There were flower bobby pins that held pieces of my hair from falling, along with most likely a half a bottle of hairspray. Katy may have gone a little overboard on the hairspray. I chuckled at the memory when I heard my cue of the music playing. I smiled and let loose a deep breath I didn't know I was holding and took my first step. I walked around the house and to the backyard meeting my father along side of the house. He then began to walk me down the grassy isle that was Nick's parent's backyard and I held my gaze with Nick as he stood at the alter. He smiled at me and mouthed,'I love you.' I couldn't help but blush and feel butterflies in my stomach. When I finally reached Nick my father let loose of my arm kissing my cheek and Nick took my hand leading me up to stand across from him.

"You look beautiful Sammy." He whispered in my ear. I blushed more and smiled back at him when he pulled away. He held my hands in his, out in front of us. We both than looked over at the preacher which just happened to be Jesse, Nick's brother.

"Well as much as we all know this couple, and how their loves grows and how we really just want them to hurry and say I do." The crowd chuckled at Jesse. "I can't skip any parts as instructed by my soon to be sister-in-law." Jesse then looked at me and winked as I stuck my tongue out at him jokingly. The crowd laughed again as Jesse continued. "Alright," he said as he stopped chuckling. "We are gathered here today, on this happy and joyous occasion, to join Nicholas Anderson and Samantha Cooper in holy matrimony." He began. "Marriage is a solemn institution to be held in honor by all, it is the cornerstone of the family and of the community. It requires of those who undertake it a complete and unreserved giving of one's self. It is not to be entered into lightly, as marriage is a sincere and mutual commitment to love one another. This commitment symbolizes the intimate sharing of two lives and still enhances the individuality of each of you." He stopped. "Now for the best part." He said stopping for a moment as the crowd chuckled. "Nick, do you take this woman to be your wedded wife? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to her as long as you both shall live?" He stopped and looked at Nick to answer.

"I do. Forever and Always." He said looking deeply in my eyes. I had tears rolling down my face and he swept them away with his thumb as his hand caressed my cheek. I chuckled at how happy I was.

"Alright!" Jesse started again, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. He was so happy for us. "Samantha , do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

My moment was now. The world seemed to stop as I smiled widely and said the last words that began my new life with my soul mate. "I do. Forever and Always Nicky." He winked at me and slightly squeezed my hands.

"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." Jesse stopped, jokingly dragging out the best part to save it for last. "Oh yeah," he started sarcastically. "I guess you may kiss your bride."

As soon as the words left his mouth Nick dropped my hands and grabbed my waist kissing me passionately. I smiled as our lips touched. It was a graceful kiss as I knew the rougher kisses would be saved for later. He dipped me in the last moments and kissed me gently as I drooped my arms around his neck. The crowd whooped and hollered and even some loud whistles rang through the crowd. There was clapping that rang throughout from the older people that didn't shout as much as the younger generations did. Nick then slowly lifted me back up and ended the kiss. My face was flushed with heat and I fixed my lipstick as Nick rested his forehead on mine.

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