Part 48 Revised

PART 48 Revised

I absolutely love this man, there's no doubt in my mind or heart that he isn't the one God made just for me. There was so much to get done, while I was being fitted for my dress there was a tailor there ready to make any adjustments. Luckily there wasn't much to adjust, but it's not surprising to me at all, Eric called in and told them what he thought my measurements were. There's nothing like a man that pays that much attention to one person.

Hair, nails, and feet done; all I have to do is get dressed, but I have help doing that too. I overheard one of the females saying this is the most amazing wedding she's ever done. I'm amazed myself and is my wedding. There's a knock at the door and the older gentleman enters.

"Ms. White, I have some paperwork for you to sign. Once you and Mr. Boyds are married, you'll go on missions together. We don't want the last incident to happen again and you end up killing him or vice versa."

"So this was planned so we can do missions together? "

"No my dear, the proposal and wedding was all Mr. Boyds' idea. We just want you both to be happy, safe, and together."

I accept the paperwork, signed a little over 20 pages, and off he went. I told everyone in my room that I needed a minute, called Eric's room and requested his presence. Without question, he told me he was on his way and hung up. We have two and a half hours left before we tie the knot, I needed to make sure he's doing this for the right reasons.

The door swings open, and he asks me what's wrong. On both knees between my legs he looks at me as if I were going to say I don't want to go through with it. "Why do you want to marry me?" I asked. A smile crosses his face, "I want to marry you because I don't just love you but I'm in love with you and I adore you. I don't want to spend another minute without you, and us getting married is showing you that I love and respect you that much, that I'm willing to commit to you and only you. "

I wasn't expecting that, my emotions were at a ten, and I couldn't hold back the tears. Giving him a kiss on his forehead, he grabs right behind my knees and pulls my legs towards him, forcing me to lay back on the bed. He climbs on top of me, kissing my neck, and whispers that he'll have the entire three weeks to make love to me like a real husband should. Well, hot damn!