I was dying to take off my heels the moment we arrived at the hotel room. Yes, the hotel room. See, neither of our parents wanted us to spend the night at any of their places and so they got us a hotel room back in New York. Yes, we had to travel the night just so we could rest. Although it took two hours, James and I preoccupied ourselves with talking in the car until we finally arrived at the hotel. Actually, James suggested for us to just head off to his apartment but this time, our friends weren’t keen on that idea saying that we should first spend our night as an official married couple in luxury.
Their words, not ours.
“Hey wait,” James stopped me before I entered our room, “I have to carry you.”
I looked at him pointedly, “You’re kidding right?”
He chuckled and then scooped me u
