Angel's pov
Five years later
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"Angelita Crystall Russ, do you take Grayson Bailey Dolan as your lawfully wedded husband?" The pastor asks, looking at me. I smile as Grayson and I's eyes lock.
I nod, almost speechless, "I do," a few awes came from the people gathered around us this afternoon.
"Grayson Bailey Dolan, do you take Angelita Crystall Russ as your lawfully wedded wife?" He looked at Grayson.
"I do," he rubbed his thumb across my knuckles, making me smile nervously. Carter Jr, my brother's son, hands Grayson the ring he's supposed to put on my finger, and me the ring I'm supposed to place on his.
I slip the gold band on Grayson's ring finger. A small tear escaping my eye as the reality starts to set in. I'm marrying my best friend, the father to our baby, the boy I've loved for so long.
Grayson slips the ring on my finger before lifting his thumb to my face to wipe the tear. We both laugh softly as I swat his hand away. The pastor takes a step back and closes the bible he had resting in his hands.
"I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Dolan. You may kiss the bride." He announced. Grayson didn't let a second go by before pulling me close to him and smashing our lips together. The kiss only lasted a few moments before we both pulled away and blushed awkwardly as everyone was cheering. I look at my mom in the front row, and see my baby girl in her arms.
I got pregnant a year and a half after Grayson and I graduated. Well, I had already graduated a little earlier than he had, but I went straight into working before going off to college for two years to get my bachelors. I graduated college while I was seven months pregnant, and it was a doozy walking up those steps and back down.
Grayson and I had moved into a small apartment in the city we lived in where we attended college. It was two hours away from Belle Dam, but we loved it. Ethan and Chance lived in a house with roommates around the corner from us, and we hangout often.
We named our daughter Athena Rose. Dolan as her last name of course. Athena means goddess of wisdom, and we both just really loved the name. She's already a smartass, with her very little words. She's 2 and a half now, and the sweetest, but very stubborn and bratty like her dad can be, but I'm sure he could say the same thing about me.
I bounce Athena on my knee as I watch everyone enjoy the reception. Grayson brought me a glass of champagne, which I drank happily. I stopped breast feeding about three months ago, and the pressure of this wedding really needed to get flushed out by alcohol.
"Our flight leaves at 10:45 tonight." He whispered into my ear. I looked up from Athena shocked, "I'm not packed at all, Grayson!" I exclaim as I sigh and give him that look of frustration. He knows I hate surprises.
"Chance packed for you, relax." He reassured. I rolled my eyes, which made Athena giggle and start to bounce herself on my leg.
"Oh, yeah, because last time Chance packed for our trip, I ended up only having lingerie and we took that as an invitation for little Athena here to start to grow inside me." I brought her closer to my face and kissed her cheek. She giggled and placed her lips on my cheek, then wiped the same spot she had kissed.
"I wouldn't have asked for her to come to us in any other way." Grayson leaned in and kissed me softly before placing his hand on my thigh.
"Let me take little miss princess to her grandma so we can get home and change before going to the airport." I handed Athena off to her father, standing up and following him to my mom. She was standing with my dad, who hugged me tightly and smiled at his granddaughter.
"Where are you taking her?" My dad asked Grayson. He smiled as he grabbed my hand, "The Greek Islands."
"What?!" I look at Grayson shocked. He chuckled and pulled my hand to his mouth.
"You two should get going. It's almost 8:30." My mom informed us. We both nodded, said our goodbyes to our families and headed out to Grayson's car. He hadn't had a drink so that he could drive us home.
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I watch as everyone is pushing past each other to get out of the airport. I laughed to myself as Grayson held my hand tightly while we both pulled our luggages behind us.
"So why the Greek Islands?" I ask, he shrugs as we walk outside to hail a taxi to take us to our hotel for the night. Tomorrow we'll be taking a fairy to Santorini, the first Greek Island we'll be staying on.
"I'm very tired, so don't even think to try to consummate the marriage tonight." I rested my head on Grayson's shoulder. He laughed and kissed my forehead.
"I'm tired too, so don't worry." We both laughed as a taxi pulls up for us. We give him the address to the hotel, and he drives us straight there.
It was only 10:30 when we got to the hotel, but I wanted a nice hot shower after that long flight here. I had never felt the need to wash my body more than I did after using the bathroom on that plane for the first time.
Grayson settled in while I showered. He was laying on the bed watching a show on his laptop. I came out in my pajamas, an oversized shirt, Grayson's to He precise, and a pair of spandex shorts.
He greeted me with a kiss before pulling me closer to him as we settled into the bed together. He closed his laptop, put it on the stand next to his bed, and clapped his hands. This turned off the lights as well as made me laugh.
"Goodnight, husband." I closed my weary eyes while kissing the side of his head. He chuckled and pulled me closer to his warm body.
"Goodnight, wife." He kissed my forehead, and we both drifted off into a heavy sleep.
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I know I said the last chapter was the last one, but I forgot to mention I'm writing a two-part epilogue. I've always loved writing epilogues, and writing in character's futures. This is part one of the Epilogue, which consisted of their still very young age, and marriage. The next will be set further into the future. I hope you enjoyed this! See you in the next part<3
