The next morning, we are woke up by banging on the door. “Yes?” I say groggily.
“Clara, wake up. It’s time to get ready.” I hear my mother say as she retreats from the doorway.
“We got to go.” I say lowly and Peter chuckles.
“What, don’t want to stay in bed with me all morning?”
I smack his arm and sit up, my legs hanging over the mattress.
“As much as I would love to rock your world, we have something important to do.” I say, I go to get up but I’m stopped by a hand snaking around my waist.
“Peter.” I warn as I try to pry his skinny fingers from his hold.
“Ok, but hear me out, we can go but first…” he sits up and kisses my neck.
“No, Peter. We need to go now.” He sighs and kisses me again.
“Ok, boss. Let’s go get married.” He says and I turn to him wide-eyed.
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