“Is that a candy bar?” she squealed.
“And an ice cream one coming out later.”
She started to laugh. “No cake?” she asked. She didn’t see one anywhere.
“One small one for us to cut for pictures. I figured you’d want the sundaes since you seem to be craving ice cream and candy.”
“You’re the best husband ever,” she said, kissing him.
“I’m trying,” he said. “We are going to get our dance too. You ready for it now?”
“Yes,” she said. “Then I want candy.”
“I figured you’d do that,” he said. “Do you need some now?”
She eyed the candy bar and then said, “I can wait.”
The music changed and she walked onto the floor with her new husband, he pulled her into his arms and they had their dance while she held in the tears.
“Happy?” he asked.
“Ecstatic. Not happy about the ring, but you know, I should have expected it.”
“I’m a Bond,” he said. “Give me a break. You say I’m bougie too.”
She laughed. “Which means I should have given you the one with the diamonds.”
“No,” he said. “You got me what I wanted without me even asking. It’s like you’ve known me all along.”
“I have,” she said softly.
When the song ended, they moved to the table, took their seats, and champagne was brought out. Sparkling juice for her.
Spencer stood up. “I’ll keep this short. I know my sister is hungry.” Spencer looked at Coy. “You’re my best friend. You’ve been that since the day you walked into our dorm room and didn’t give me shit for having stuff everywhere. You’ve had my back and I’ve had yours. Now you’re going to have my sister’s. You’ve always felt like a brother to me, and now I’m proud to say you officially are. Just continue to keep an eye on her so I don’t have to hurt you.”
There was a lot of laughter to that. Coy lifted his glass to Spencer and everyone drank at once.
Best day of her life!
32
EMBRACING IT
“Our honeymoon,” Coy said, carrying her through the door of the honeymoon suite. He wanted the best for his new wife and she was getting it. Since she wanted everything to be a surprise, this was part of it.
“It is,” she said. “I’m not even fat for it. I’ve only gained two pounds.”
“That was from dinner,” he said, laughing and giving her a playful kiss. “Or the candy bar. You put away a lot.”
“You got it for me,” she said. “And thank you for everything. I mean it. It surpassed my expectations.”
“We know you’ve had expectations for years too,” he said, grinning.
“Have you worried about that?” she asked. “That I had all these images in my head and you might not be able to live up to it?”
If he couldn’t admit it to his wife, then he couldn’t admit it to anyone.
“Maybe,” he said. “But you love me anyway.”