“Dr. Harrison, you’re making me so hot.” She threw her arms around his neck and peppered him with kisses.
He kissed her back. And then they danced, their friends and family gradually filling in around them.
Zach leaned down, whispering in her ear, “How many children, Carrie?”
She smiled, glad he knew her well enough to know she wanted them. And also glad that he did too. “Two would be nice.”
He stopped dancing and framed her face with his hands. “Agreed.” His voice dropped low and deep. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Because that’s how much I love you.”
He brushed his lips over hers. “You need a reminder.”
“I do,” she breathed. “Have your wicked way with me.”
He kissed her. “I will soon. Count on it.”
They beamed at each other.
After the dance, which it seemed everyone had taken pictures of, including theBride Specialphotographer, Zach insisted they thank each person individually for sharing in their celebration.
Finally, they went back home and consummated the union.
The vows would have to wait.
But in their hearts, they’d already happened.