He slips the hand back up to mine, linking in his fingers. Once more, his eyes fixing on mine… “I take thee, Charlotte, Jennifer, Kimberly, Summerford, to be my wedded wife…”
The breath holds in my lungs as I realise where this is going…
“With all my worldly goods, I thee endow. I will love, honour and keep you. For richer and poorer. In good times and bad. Through sickness and health. I will be faithful to you, cleaving to no other…”
He shifts his hand, fingering the ring I already wear. Then, sliding his body against mine, “With this ring, I thee wed… Charlotte, look at me… With my body, I thee worship… ”
… and slowly, his gaze locked with mine all the way, he enters me…
Then, deep inside me, he murmurs, “… For as long as we both shall live…”
His mouth drops over mine…
… And for
