Mariah Abrams has always dreamed of opening her own boutique. Someday she plans to make her brand a household name. She may be tiny, but she has a big heart. Mariah has an innocent air about her that draws people to her. It's almost as if she hasn't...
I knew that she was going to try to make it a competition when it came to our vows. I could tell when she suggested it, will that evil glint in her eyes.
We held hands as we walked from her parents' backyard to the limo. Since the wedding was held at her parent's house, the reception will be held at my parents' house. When the door was closed and the limo began to move, I pulled her over to me.
"So I get on your nerves sometimes huh?"
"You sure do, always trying to take over while I'm cooking."
"But, does this get on your nerves," I asked as I began to nibble on her ear. I had my answer as she began to moan. She leaned her head to the side, as I made my way down to her neck. I kissed he neck once and pulled back.
She flipped me off and scooted to the window. "You little tease."
The pastor closed out the ceremony and pronounced us man and wife. I don't think that I have ever been happier in my life.
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Soon we arrived at my parent's home. We walked through the front door and out into the back yard. The party was in full swing. When they noticed us by the backdoor, the DJ stopped the music. Mariah and I walked to our seats, and the party began in earnest.
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We had a blast. All too soon, the day came to an end.
Since she picked out the location for the wedding, I got to decide where we would spend our honeymoon. I refused to tell her where we were going. She tried to get me to tell her, believe me she tried. There was not method that she wouldn't stoop to in order to get what she wanted. I couldn't tell her though, not yet. I wanted to see the look on her face when we got there.
As soon as we got on the plane she fell asleep. I made sure that she was actually asleep and not faking, then I called and confirmed our reservation. I booked the honeymoon suite for us at one of the best hotels in Milan. I thought; why not get her a bit of inspiration for her clothing line from the fashion capitals of the world. The first 2 days would be spent in Milan, and then we would spend 2 more days in Italy. Then right before we got ready to head back home, we would make a short trip to Rome.
I woke her up when we were close to Milan. I wanted her to see it in the light of early morning. Back home, we would still be asleep, but there is a 7 hour difference between home and Milan. By the time we made it in Milan, my watch showed 7:00 in the morning. We made our way to the hotel, and we were shown to our room.
After a good 5 hours of sleep, I was once again waking Mariah up. Waking her up from her slumber was dangerous as hell. The girl swung on me, and almost caught me with a combo. Who fights in their sleep? I had to bribe her with breakfast. Once we finished breakfast, we made it down to the shops. Mariah tried on so many different clothes. Unbeknownst to her, I purchased every piece.
She was like a kid in a candy store. Each day was a new adventure for her. She loved every bit of it. Just her happiness alone made every secret about this trip worth it. But as we all know, all good things must come to an end. Soon we were once again packing our bags, getting ready to make our way back home.
"Did you enjoy yourself my love?" I knew that she did, but I just wanted to make sure.
"I truly did, but I would have still enjoyed myself if we spent the whole time in bed."
"So you really would have let me get away with that?"
"Baby, this was our honeymoon, I would have let you get away with almost anything," she said with a wink.
As we boarded the jet, I wrapped my hands around her waist. I almost didn't want to leave. We had such a great time just enjoying each other.
We watched as the sunset and then we made our way to our seats. Finally we made it back home. I won't lie, I was exhausted.
I followed Mariah to the bed. We cuddled up on the bed and I watched her sleep. My wife was beautiful. Her eyelashes rested on her cheeks. She looked like an angel.
I remember the day that we first met. She didn't seem too impressed with me in the beginning, and I just wanted a one night stand. Who would have thought that we would end up here?
"Quit staring and go to sleep, you creep."
"I'm not staring."
"You are and it's rude. Lay down, I want to snuggle." Her sleepy voice was sexy as hell.
I lay down behind her and pulled her close. She entwined her legs with mine. With a satisfied sigh, she slipped back into her slumber. I soon joined her in dreamland.
