The Way We Were

The Way We Christmas Part 2

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Marc put his arms around Laura and dipped her before planting a fiery kiss on her.

Their friends and family whooped and hollered. The priest smiled as the kiss went on and on. He cleared his throat. "You may face your family now and walk back down the aisle."

"Let her breathe, Twin!" Joey bumped Marc's back.

Marc let her go.

"And I bet he feels no regret." Mike quipped.

"Damn right." Marc smirked.

Laura shook her head with red cheeks and held out a hand. "Let's go, Mr. Taylor-Jones."

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Taylor-Jones." Marc took her hand and they walked down the aisle, waving to people.

Their wedding party followed behind as the cinematographer captured every moment.

W.W.W.

Mercedes watched her brother and sister dance their first dance. "Is it bad that I'm kinda looking forward to this now?"

Quinn wrinkled her nose. "I'm not saying I'm still not trying to get out of it but I think we should look over our wedding books."

"I don't even remember what's in mine."

"Me either. I just remember the flowers. My favorite."

"Yellow roses." Mercedes smiled.

"Yup." Quinn sat up straight. "And yours are daisies."

"Do you think we should get started planning? April will be here soon."

"Let's wait until after we can be sure we can't get out of this."

"Okay." It didn't make Mercedes any difference. "Want to grab some champagne?"

Quinn pushed her chair back. "Sure."

W.W.W.

Mal pulled Mickey from under the bed. "Where are you going?"

"To the beach. Jude and I are going to go surf." Marcy adjusted her swimsuit before snatching up her towel and bag. "What are you about to do?"

"Marc wanted to teach the twins how to swim but I don't like the way he taught us so Mike and I are."

Marcy knelt down and patted her knees. "Come give Mommy a kiss. I'll see you later."

Mally stood up from his place by the bed and ran to her. He wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her cheek.

Mickey broke away from her father to do the same.

Marcy kissed her kids then stood up and left.

Mal climbed to his feet and grabbed towels and sunscreen before taking the twins to the hotel's pool, where Mike was waiting with a few family members.

"Hey." Mike swam to the edge of the pool and held his hands out for Mickey.

Mickey peered at him and the moving water. She clung to her father's hand nervously.

"It's okay, Mick." Mal picked her up and lowered her into Mike's hands.

Mickey started screaming.

Mike cuddled her to his chest. "It's okay, Mickey. You're not drowning. Everything's fine."

Mickey clutched his neck and cried.

Mike rocked with her. "It's okay."

Mal sat at the edge of the pool and stuck his feet in. Mally copied him although his feet barely reached the water. "She'll calm down."