Lathaniel
Toby sat between my legs and wrote down what he wanted his wedding to be while I just relished in his company. I'd never felt more love for anything or anyone than I've feel for him right now. The thought seems crazy but it warms me.
"Done." He announced lowly, sounding tired. "Good job Baby, now we can go get some coffee and cake." I said before kissing his hair. "Okay..." He responded rather unenthusiastically.
"Kitten, what's wrong?" I asked him. "I'm just a bit nervous about this whole getting married thing. Like what if we don't work out...what if I get bored or if you get bored? I'm only twenty-five, I don't know how to be a husband." He answered, no hesitation.
"Tobias, I love you and I can't wait to call you my husband. I'll never get bored of you and I know you won't
