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
Suddenly deciding he's had enough of my slow teasing, Rhodes pushes down his boxers and slides my panties to the side, urging me to slide myself down onto him. Eventually I do, slowly, savouring the moment. I watch him as I do, watching as his mouth falls open slightly as his chin tips upwards towar
I'm falling in love with this man, or perhaps it's already too late. Maybe I've already fallen and there is no chance of getting back up again. "Yes" I mumble with a grin. His answering grin is one I would walk across glass to see again, as he picks me up by my waist and uncharacteristically spins
"Move in with me" He says, my mind immediately racing in response to his words. He can't be serious, he must be caught up in the moment of the day, why would he want me to move in? "Are you serious?" I ask him. His eyes pour into mine, his head nodding microscopically. "Very serious" His voice ans
This day has felt so special to me, even if it was just a fun outing with those I love the most. The way that he planned it all; doing stuff that I would love to do with the people that I love the most means that he's been listening, he does know me the way I wish he would. He could have done his ri







