In Your Dreams

The sea changes colors, but the sea does not change...

Tifani's POV

    Stevie is such an angel, I couldn't ask for anything else after having her by my side. She has been so patient, and I know how hard it is for her to not be able to touch me or even cuddle the way you are supposed to when you are engaged, but most importantly for dealing with my mood swings. I hate to depend on others, especially when I am supposed to be having the time of my life and planning as much as possible for the wedding. The fact that I also gained weight and am not able to exercise does not help at all!
"Babe, are you okay?" She leans to give me a kiss, but I refuse. "What's wrong White Dove?" I try to stand up but the cast around my leg is so itchy that I can't do it. I just sit on the bed and cry. 
"I'm so stressed out Steph, I can't do anything... it's been a month since the accident and I wanted you to have a good time, but I'm stuck here and I'm always horny." Stevie starts to laugh, but when I start to sob, she realizes that I'm not joking. "I'm fat Steph, you won't want me after this... I'm disgusting!" I cry even harder and Stevie kisses me hard, grabbing my hand and putting it inside her pants, I can feel how wet she is.
"White Dove, this is how I feel just looking at you." I start to play with her clit, and she hides her head on my neck's curve. "Ooh babe, it feels good like always... but I came here to tell you something else. Doctor Robins called and she said that your appointment is tomorrow afternoon, and that she's going to clear you. It means that we will have a lot of fun if she allows you to do everything, but now I need to go help your mom to make dinner!" Stevie takes my hand out of her pants and licks my fingers clean, and I know that she's frustrated because she did not cum, but she wants to feel it with me.
"Stephanie Lynn, I love you!" She laughs and blows me a kiss.


    Dinner was amazing, my mom made her special Brazilian beans recipe and we all ate a lot. Stevie kept joking around that she took notes, so she could make me some every single time I wanted, so I did not have to patronize my mo  all the time. 
    

    Now, we are at the game room. My parents are playing pool, and my brother is playing cards with me, while I have my broken foot on Stevie's lap.
"Stevie, when are you and my sister getting married?" Davi asks Stevie and keeps playing. I start to cough trying not to spill my drink.
"Bro, you don't need to ask that. Stephanie has a lot to figure out, and we are not in a hurry. Just let her be." I smile and Stevie just shakes her head.
"Soon Davi, I'll marry your sister soon." She gives him a high five and we all keep joking around and playing until Davi, Stevie and my mom are sleeping on the couches.
"Honey, I never thought that Stevie would be such an amazing person!" My dad sits by me and looks at my fiancée. "I remember her since she became famous, but in my head she was completely different. She reminds me a lot about your mom! Her caring way sometimes being too much." He laughs and whines in pain. He tries to keep his poker face on, but I can clearly see the way his face changes.
"Are you okay daddy?" There's nothing I can do because I can't move, but I'm pretty sure I woke Stevie up, because she is standing and helping my dad in the blink of an eye.
"I'm fine honey. It just hurts sometimes, and it's a shitty sharp kind of pain." Stevie helps him to stand up.
"I'm pretty sure that it's tome to go to bed Clo. Let me help you." She jokes around with him while taking him to bed, trying to lighten up the mood. I wake my mom and my brother up, telling them that I'll be waiting for Stevie.

    After they say goodnight and go to their rooms, I start to wonder if my dad will be there for my wedding, or if we are going to get married one day.
"Hey white dove, are you okay?" Stevie gets close to me and gives me a hug, sitting by my side.
"I was just thinking that my dad may not be here for our wedding. It's so painful Stephanie, he is slowly getting worse and it kills me. I feel like an empty vessel. I can't help in any way, shape or form... I just want him to get better." It's the first time I openly talk about it. "I'm just so frustrated that I cannot do anything." Stevie helps me to stand up and starts to 'dance' with me.
"White dove, I know you're gonna think I'm crazy, but why don't we get married next weekend?" I don't believe that she is being serious. Stevie, the woman who told the world she'd never get married, is trying to make me her wife in a week? "I just need to talk to Karen for her to help us arranje everything. And we also don't have time to print invitations and things like that, so we will have to call people." We keep rocking around, while she talks non stop about everything we can have in our ceremony.
"Hey babe, I don't want you to rush just because my father is sick. I want you to really mean it. I know how seriously we both take it, and I'm ready, but I don't know about you." After I say what is on my mind, Stevie gives me a kiss. It is not rushed, not full of lust. It is full of love, and I know that it is the answer to all my thoughts.