The next day, Gage got several messages from his parents that he ignored. Instead, he wanted to talk about plans for a wedding as he had men move furniture into the place. Dylan was there to help as well. He and another man easily lifted the couch and carried it into the living room. Gage had also gotten us a TV that they set up.
"I don't know if I want a wedding," I said finally, as Gage stopped talking about things we could do. He frowned softly at me. Then he smiled.
"Alright. We'll just sign the papers. I can Vanessa and her partner be our witnesses."
"Vanessa has a partner?" Gage laughed softly.
"You think she didn't somehow? She is older than me." I guess it made sense. I just never thought about it.
"Would you really be okay with that though?" Gage frowned softly and then took
