Signed, Sealed, Baby

The last few weeks had flown by, I felt like I had blinked, and we were here. Harriet’s wedding. I stood without my cast which was taken off the week before, smiling as I watched her veil be tucked into her chignon bun. She looked simply breath-taking. She wore a figure hugging dress that clung to the curves of her hips. The neckline swooped across her collar bone and finished off in small, lace cuffed arms.

“Harriet,” I choked as she spun round to face me and her other bridesmaids. “You look so beautiful, Mark is going to be blown away,” I sniffed, patting the under of my eyes with the tip of my finger, mindful not to ruin my make-up.

“Yeah?” she asked a little cautious as she looked down at her dress.

“Yes!” we all said in unison.

Her eyes welled up, nodding towards me. Stepping towards her, I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Come, let’s go get you married,” I whispered.

“Let’s go,” she smiled, wrapping her fingers through mine as we made our way towards the barn entrance.

We stood waiting for the cue for her to walk down the aisle, she squeezed my hand tightly as she looked at me.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Ready.” She nodded.

I stepped back behind her, pulling the train of her dress out as her dad took my place.

How Long Will I Love You – Ellie Goulding began playing. I felt my skin erupt in goosebumps, tears pricking at the back of my eyes.

The barn doors clunked as they opened, the guests all stood as their gazes were pinned to Harriet.

I inhaled deeply, counting to ten in my head before I began to follow. My eyes up and searching for Preston. It wasn’t long before they seeked him out, his eyes warm and glistening.

My heart drummed against my rib cage, butterflies swarming my stomach as each step brought me closer to him.

Stepping into the aisle where he was, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. The tingles spread across my body from his lips on mine.

“You look stunning, Sunshine.”

“Thank you,” I smiled, “you’re too sweet… just be honest, I look like a beached whale, I am swollen and fat.” I huffed, flicking my blonde curls off my shoulder and fanning myself with the paper fans that were handed out by the flower girls.

“You’re not fat, you’re pregnant and glowing and so fucking beautiful,” he whispered into my ears as we watched Harriet’s dad give her over to Mark.

“And once you have had this baby and you have had the all clear from the doctor I am going to fuck you until you’re pregnant again. I want you pregnant all the time.”

I scoffed, not peeling my eyes from the ceremony in front, but leaning into Preston so he could hear me. “You need to slow down there, buddy,” I winked, “one baby is enough thank you,” I nudged into him.

“Aha, don’t think so princess, you’re going to be filled with so much cum that one of them will stick.”

I gasped, choking on my own breath, my eyes widening as I gained some questionable looks from guests. Preston laughed quietly beside me.

What a twat.

I tsked, rolling my eyes. I felt the crimson blush pinch at my cheeks at my embarrassment. He knew what he was doing.

I sat silently, feeling little man kick away in my belly as we watched Harriet and Mark say their vows.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife; you may kiss the bride.” The registrar called, everyone stood and cheered as Mark cupped Harriet’s cheek, pulling her into him and sealing their marriage with a passionate kiss.

Pulling away, they both smiled at each other before turning to face us all. Hand in hand they walked down the candle lit aisle to I’m Yours – Jason Mraz.

I felt my heart swell at seeing my best friend marry the love of her life and I couldn’t help but wonder if me and Preston would ever get married. Leaving the aisle of seats, I stepped out behind Harriet, Preston hot on my tail as he linked his fingers through mine and walked by my side.

“I love you,” he said breathlessly.

“Not as much I love you.”

The night of the wedding was soon upon us, drinks were flowing, dance moves were being thrown. I sat at the table, tapping my swollen foot to the beat of Uptown Funk – Bruno Mars.

Preston re-appeared, a wide smile on his face as he held his hand out for me to stand.

“I don’t think I can, I am scared that if I stand, he is going to fall out of my vagina.”

Preston let out a deep, throaty laugh which made me giggle.

“It’s true,” I sighed, taking his hand and letting him help me up. I stood slowly, holding onto my tummy as I did. The baby had felt like he had dropped in the last week or so. Our due date was creeping up on us fast.

“All good?”

I nodded.

“You sure?”

I nodded again.

“He isn’t going to fall out of your vagina, no?”

“Piss off,” I laughed, bumping into him as he led me to the dance floor. His arm wrapped around my waist as he pulled me as close as he could. His lips edged towards mine, his eyes burning into mine as we danced while Like I’m Gonna Lose You – Meghan Trainor crooned through the speakers.

My arms linked around his neck as I used him for support from my aching body. His strong arms holding me tight so even if I felt like I would fall, he wouldn’t let me.

“I love this song,” I admitted as I gazed into his deep brown eyes. The spark coursed through me like burning embers. I never wanted to lose the feelings he gave me.

We danced like this for what felt like forever, the DJ pulling us back to the room when he cut through the room with a familiar beat. It boomed.

Ice Ice Baby – Vanilla Ice poured through the speakers. The dance floor erupted as people were bouncing and shaking their hips to the beat. I laughed when I spun to see Mark and Harriet singing it to each other having a little rap battle.

“Oh my god,” I giggled as Preston’s arm snaked around my waist and rested on my bump.

“You know what this song reminds me of?” his lips were by my ear, whispering in a teasing manner.

“What?” I breathed. I loved how I was affected by him, chasing a constant high when I was with him.

“When I ate your perfect, tight pussy and finished you off with the ice.”

A chill swept over me, putting out the burn that was alight deep inside of me.

“Wait till we get back to the room, I’ll get a bucket full of ice and fucking devour you,” he warned, his hand reaching up and grabbing my cheeks as he twisted and lowered his head towards me, dipping his tongue into my hot mouth.

“Now, I’m going to show these boys just how you dance to Ice Ice Baby,” he winked, shuffling back breaking into a dance.

I rubbed my lips into a thin line trying to stifle my laugh, he looked so carefree and happy. It was so nice to see. Swaying from side to side, I held onto my lemonade and lime as I kept my eyes on him, his eyes on me. Mark joined in with one of best men too. They all stood in a line as they pissed about to the song. Harriet swooped in next to me, wrapping her arm over my shoulder.

“I think they’ll be good friends…” She nudged into me.

“Yeah,” I sighed, “me too.”

“So I assume you and Preston are going to do this baby thing together now…” she trailed off, she seemed hesitant.

“I think so, we haven’t said we’re together, but then we also haven’t said that we aren’t together…” I shrugged my shoulders up.

“Oh, I think you’re together,” she smirked, her arm dropping from my shoulder before her fingers found mine, then she squeezed my hand.

Reluctantly pulling my eyes away from Preston, I turned my head to look at her. She had a silly smile on her face, I knew that smile… she was up to something.

“Harriet,” I breathed, a warning tone lacing my voice before the music cut, the room falling deathly quiet.

What the fuck was going on.

My eyes volleyed between Preston and Harriet. His lips slowly pulled at the corners before he lifted his hand and curled his finger, calling me over.

I felt my cheeks flush as I stepped towards him cautiously. When I reached him, he took my hand in his and pulled me close, covering my lips with his. The spark coursing through my body from his touch. It was everything. Addicting. So fucking addicting.

“Sky, baby…” he said softly, his eyes not leaving mine. “I know we have had our ups and downs, but one thing I know for sure is, I love you Sunshine. I have loved you for what feels like a lifetime. After everything happened with the accident, it was the wake up call I needed. It made me realise just how short life is and how I don’t want to spend a moment more without you not being mine.” He stopped, turning to look at the DJ and gently nodded. Angel Baby – Troye Silvan began playing through the speakers softly. I saw him inhale deeply, his eyes closing for a brief moment before he reached into his pocket. I gasped, my eyes widening as I took in the dark green velvet ring box that he pulled out. My heart rate spiked, the blood thrashing in my ears as my heart drummed in tune with his against my rib cage.

“I have been carrying this around with me for months, and I just couldn’t find the right time to ask you… but with Harriet and Mark’s blessing, they allowed me to do it here with them.” He slowly dropped to one knee, his hand holding onto my left one still. “In front of your family,” his eyes glistened. He was right, this was perfect. Harriet and her family were the only family I had, and well, now I had Preston too.

“Sunshine,” he breathed, his hand trembling as he tried to open the box without letting go of my hand. Mark rushed over to him, opening the box and placing it back in his hand, but not before giving him an encouraging squeeze of the shoulders.

“Thanks mate,” Preston dropped his head forward, laughing softly.

My eyes began to water, filling with hot, happy tears. The burn in my throat was growing as I tried to swallow it down, choking on a laugh.

“Let’s try this again shall we…” Preston lifted his head, his smile suddenly fading. “Sunshine, will you make me the happiest man alive, marry me, please?” The desperation clung to his voice. He needed me, just like I needed him.

I sniffed, nodding ferociously up and down, words escaping me as the prick in the back of my eyes became too much and I let the happy tears fall.

“Oh, baby,” he breathed out in relief, slipping a thin platinum band onto my finger with a solitaire diamond sparkling under the lights.

He stood, his hands coming to my face as he pressed his lips into mine.

And just like that, the rest of the room disappeared around us. It was just me and him.

I was his.

He was mine.

Forever.