“Do you take Dylan Miles as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold, the cherish until the day death do you part?”
“I do.” I smiled as I slipped the ring on his ring finger.
“Then with the power in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” And within seconds I found myself dipped down and Dylan holding me up by the waist.
“Dramatic much?” I giggled as our heads drew closer and wrapping my arms around his neck, so I don’t fall.
“Never.” He smiled and planted his lips right on mine while giving my waist a squeeze as he held me up.
The party ended without hiccups. We danced, drank, and danced more. Everyone by the end of the day was tired and slightly drunk.
“I cannot wait to get you and me, alone, in our room.” Dylan whispered while we bid our
