LOGIN"Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin."Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fra
"It's stunning sweetheart, absolutely stunning" My mum comments excitedly as I allow my hands to rest at my sides, my reflection making my heart race quickly. I'm wearing a wedding dress. Maybe not the wedding dress, but a wedding dress none the less. It all seems insane to think that I had spent th
Fran, Bianca and now Sarah are at the racks, perhaps browsing for me or for Fran, who recently moved to London and is flat hunting with her boyfriend Zayn."They have wedding dresses at charity shops? I can't tell if that's bleak or romantic" Poppy comments quietly to me as I sit down beside her."
"You are referred to as exactly what you are, a man, while I am referred to as my relationship to you, a wife. Like the only identifiable thing about me is that now I am your wife but you still get to be a man in your own right" I explain. It's something that's always irked me while watching TV show
"You forget we had sex in a bookstore?" Rhode leans in close and murmurs to me, heat rising on my cheeks instantly. One of my wilder moments I would say."Did not forget that, but I'd rather not have to explain that story to, well anyone" I say with an embarrassed giggle. I definitely told at least
"Please, take it" He states in a soft tone that makes butterflies flit around my stomach. "When?" He adds with a little more urgency."How about, before the years end?" I suggest. It's early October now so going into the colder England months, it's not exactly going to be extraordinary weather but t
"Clothes for you or the baby?" I ask. I don't know why it matters but I feel like it does. "Both" She answers, I can almost hear the smile in her voice. She may be pregnant, but Poppy will try to only wear designer if she has anything to do with it. "Did you guys do it?" I switch my questioning,
"Briella your mum says you eat porridge for breakfast everyday, you're having porridge" Rhode tells the 3 year old sitting at the dining table beside me. She's completely refusing to eat it, and it's so adorable. She has this bossy feisty little attitude that I'm kind of obsessed with, but I think
"Of course, we are godparents after all" Amelia tells her, finally looking up from her set of notes. "You do realise that you're throwing us way into the deep end here?" I tell Bianca. I've looked after Briella before, but never for this long and never on my own. Once when Briella was around 5 mont
Sarah and Mitch carry on ahead of us and reach the table first, settling into their seats as Amelia and I weave our way around mingling guests and clusters of tables. "Mate, I've got a proposition for you and I've been wanting to talk to you about it all night but I think I just have to do it" Mitc







