"We're married, Can. Canım," Sanem said as she swayed with Can on the dance floor. She tilted her face up for a kiss, and he pressed his lips softly against hers and smiled down at her.
The music was upbeat, and all the others on the dance floor were jumping and laughing and dancing to the rhythm, but Can and Sanem were lost in each other and didn't notice anything that went on around them.
He carefully pushed back a lock of her hair that had fallen out of place. "Yes we are, aşkım." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "When are we allowed to go? I can't wait to be alone with you, my wife."
"Yaaa, Can! It's our party. Everyone will wonder where we went," she said, her cheeks turning pink.
"In my opinion, everyone will know very well where we went, and they will probably cheer us on," he said, nipping at her earlobe.
"Can!" she squealed, hiding her face in his chest.
He chuckled. "You're so cute, Sanem. I can't believe you're still shy about this."
"My father is here! I don't want him to even think about it," she said.
"Your father will not think you are a virgin for the rest of your life, hayatım. What will happen when you get pregnant? Will you pretend a stork brought our baby? I'm pretty sure Nihat amca knows how it works...he does have two daughters, after all."
"Shhh!" she said, placing her finger over his lips. He smiled and kissed the pad of her finger. Sanem's lips stretched into a smile. "I don't know how it's possible to love another person as much as I love you, Can," she grabbed his face in both hands and kissed him firmly on the mouth. She pulled back before she lost herself in the kiss. She nodded decisively. "Yes, let's go," she said.
"That's right, my love. This is what I like to hear," Can said, proud of his girl. He walked toward the stage with purpose, pulling Sanem along by the hand. He whispered to the DJ that he needed to make an announcement, and the DJ lowered the music and introduced him before handing him the microphone.
"Good evening, our beautiful friends and family! We hope you are all having a great time. We wanted to thank you for being here to celebrate our wedding with us. We love you all very much, right, Sanem?" he asked, looking down at her, his eyes full of love.
She took the microphone from him. "Yes, Can, my husband," she said, smiling up at him. The crowd cheered. "We love you all so much. This day has been so special for us, and having you here has made it even more special." Everyone clapped for her as she handed the mic back to Can.
"We bid you all a good night, as we will be leaving very early in the morning for our honeymoon." There were a few whistles and catcalls at that, and Sanem blushed bright red. Can tried to hide his smile. "But please stay and enjoy yourselves! We will see you when we return from Ecuador in two weeks!" The DJ turned the music up again, and everyone gathered around to send them off.
They blew kisses at their friends and family as they stepped down from the stage, and their parents came up to hug them and send them on their way.
Nihat hugged Sanem tightly. "I love you very much, my sweet girl. You call me if you need anything! Do you have money?"
She kissed her father on the cheek. "Yes, Baba. Don't worry about me. Can will take good care of me for you," she looked up at Can, "Right?"
"Of course," he said, kissing the back of her hand. "Please don't worry, Nihat amca. You know that I love Sanem more than anything or anyone in the world. She will always be safe with me," he said, pulling her to his side.
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Tightrope
FanfictionSometimes you have to believe that even if you fall, someone will be there to catch you.
