can both come now with little effort.
I roll us over, so that she’s beneath me. Staring into her eyes, I smile. I push against her and she moans. I push again. I nudge her legs apart with my knee and position myself. She stares. We both know that as soon as we are joined it will be fast. She kisses my jaw, my cheek, my neck, then she reaches my ear and whispers. “I love being married to you.” I groan and sink into her, then pull back and push in again. Slowly and steadily with a lingering rhythm that belies my desperate need, I move inside her.
Her legs wrap around me as she moves with me and once again I’m sure, the remaining guests must be able to hear our fevered cries. I can tell she’s close, she always does this pre-emptive gasp.
“Open your eyes,” I plead. “I need to see you come.” She blinks back to reality for me and our eyes fix on each other as I thrust just a few more times into her and finally feel her explode.
She keeps her eyes on mine and makes a croaky sound of ecstasy. “I love you,” she whispers, hoarse from her cries and I come long and hard into her. I manage not to close my eyes and I find the words. “I love you too.”
I wake with a start. A panicked feeling like I’ve missed something. This has been happening more, the closer we get to the wedding, I must be subconsciously worried about forgetting something or being late. Then the warm memory of yesterday floods over me. We did it! It’s done, I can relax, she said yes, nothing got in our way, she is my wife. I sigh with relief and drop my head back to the pillow.
“You okay?” Liv murmurs next to me.
I turn to face her. We’re so tangled it’s difficult, but I manoeuvre so that we are face to face. “Good morning, Mrs Morgan.” I grin, kissing her forehead, then the end of her nose.
“Morning my husband,” she purrs, closing her sleep heavy eyes again.
“I love hearing you say that.”
“Get used to it,” she says forcing her eyes to get with the program. “Why were you sighing?”
“Oh, I’ve been stressing a little in my sleep lately, but I just woke up and remembered it all paid off! It was a contented sigh.”
She thinks for a moment. “Thank you for everything. It was the most perfect day of my life.”
“I’ll do anything for you.”
Now she sighs contentedly. Then I see a flash of recognition in her eyes. “Is everyone really coming for breakfast?” she asks.
“Yeah, but not yet, it’s still early.” I glance at the clock. “We have a couple of hours.”
“Hmm.” She hums, snuggling in to me. “What can we do with a couple of hours?”
“Plenty.” I kiss her. “But I have to pee!”
“Me first,” she says suddenly and leaps up.
I fly after her and catch her at the bathroom door. “Oh no you don’t!” I grab her around the waist from behind and pick her up, she shrieks and slaps me, but I put her down on the other side of me so that I’m in the lead and easily win the race.
“You’re such an arse.” She sulks, hopping from one foot to the other behind me.
“Hey, you married this ass!” I chuckle, making her wait.
“Well, this marriage will work better when we have two bathrooms.” She teases as I finally step out of her way.
“Don’t worry, we’ll soon have more bathrooms than we can use,” I say walking back into the bedroom. I throw on some underwear, sitting on the edge of the bed, then I pick a bottle of water out of our basket. Opening it and taking a swig, I leaf through the contents. It was so sweet, but we were too distracted last night to use any of it. Well apart from the ice, I must be sure to thank someone for that! I pull out the paracetamol, I don’t feel too bad and I don’t think Liv drank too much either. It was a kind thought though. I notice that beside the chocolates are some other snacks in case we were hungry last night. I was, but not for an energy bar. I lift the ice bucket out. It’s now a bucket of warm water with an expensive bottle of champagne floating in it. I’ll put it in the refrigerator and we can open it in the new house. Tucked behind the bucket is an envelope marked MR & MRS MORGAN.
Liv wanders in wearing the silk robe I gave her yesterday. “Look.” I hold out the envelope.
“What’s this?”
I shrug. “A card I guess, it was in the basket.”
“We’ve got loads of these downstairs…and presents. I hope they’re okay. You whisked me away!” She grins, tearing open the envelope. She opens the card and some paper slides out. I catch it and hand it to her. She frowns as she opens it and then gasps.
“What?”
“They’ve got us a night in a really posh hotel, in a suite! Wow, this must have cost a fortune.”
I stand to look at the voucher over her shoulder. “Nice.” I say kissing her bare skin.
“We could use this after we do the legal stuff to make it official. Like a second wedding night.”
I smirk and scoop her up. “Can’t,” I respond. I hope she’s still naked under that robe. “Got plans.” I lay her back on the bed and crawl over her.
“Plans?” She stops me as I start to pull on the belt. She fixes me with a look that says that she won’t be kept in the dark over everything. Not happily at least.
I laugh. I suppose I’m going to have to tell her. “Don’t do your evil laugh, tell me what’s going on!”
“Alright, I’ll tell you!”
“Everything?”
I screw up my nose, maybe not everything.
“Danny!” She slaps my chest.
“Okay!” I roll off her and hold up my hands defensively. “Okay.” I prop myself up on one elbow. “We’re going on our honeymoon, but not yet. I wanted us to spend time with our families for a few days as they have come such a long way. So we’re leaving Friday.”
“A honeymoon?” she says with a big smile. “You didn’t have to do that, you’ve done more than enough.”
“You get married, you have a honeymoon. Of course we’re having one. Besides this one’s on my parents so don’t sweat it.”
“Wow, really?” she muses. “Everyone is being so generous, are you sure we should accept it?”
I frown. “Damned right we accept it, are you nuts? My parents know how to do the vacation thing like nobody else, so if they are buying I promise it’s going to be great. Just relax.”
She nods, then smiles again. “So where are we going?”
“Do I have to tell you?” I ask but with resignation in my voice, so she knows she can win.
“Danny!” she moans because I’m driving her nuts.
“Mexico, okay. We’re going to Mexico. We fly out Friday to Cancun for five nights and then we fly on to Cabo for five nights. They want us to see the sights in Cabo, as they’re going to be making it home for half the year soon and they’ll want us to visit them there.” I hesitate, but I should at least tell her some of the rest. “Then we’re visiting LA for a few days or so before we come back so that I can look into doing that thing, you know for Jen and Scott. If that really is still okay with you.” I don’t know why it’s taken me so long to check back with her about how she really feels, I guess I’m just afraid she’ll say yes, but mean no. Or simply regret it later. I can’t have this affect our marriage or our future.
She strokes my face. “It really is still alright with me. I was going to come with you, whether you liked it or not, but this is perfect.”
I wince. “Is it okay to visit a sperm bank on our honeymoon, or is it just too weird?”
She laughs hard. “It’s a little weird I suppose, I doubt most people would get it, but surely we’re just weird enough to pull it off? Besides who will know other than us? You should do it and I support you completely.”
“I promise I won’t go ahead until we have our family. They will completely understand, Jen said as much herself.”
“It’s okay.” She rubs my shoulder. “It will be fine. You’ll donate and it will be kept until you say so. Do you know how many times you have to do it?”
I sigh. “I’ve read so many different accounts. But I think they will need a few because it’s only half as effective if its frozen. I just need to get out there and meet with them to find out more.” I smile at her. “You are a
