“Ya.” I breathe out. Touching my lips to his.”If your love was all I had to live then it would be more than enough for me to survive in this world.”
Nick’s slow, dimpled grin made my chest ache in the best way.
Once we were presentable, we slipped back into the reception. And immediately ran into Sophia.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Yuck. You two totally just banged in the bathroom.”
I scoffed, straightening my dress. “We did not.”
“Sure as shit did,” Nick said at the same time.
Sophia gagged. “Ugh. It’s time for your speeches, sickos.”
Nick smirked, lacing his fingers through mine as we made our way back to the table.
“Five minutes,” he whispered.
I laughed softly. “Not even close.”
Nick
Somehow, Mel looked even more breathtaking knowing she was filled with my cum, a secret only the two of us shared in this crowded room. But it wasn’t just that—it was the way she carried herself, the way she held the microphone with quiet confidence, standing before everyone, her beauty amplified by the sheer emotion in her eyes.
Her voice rang through the reception hall, clear but laced with tenderness. “I haven’t known you as long as Nick and Colt, but I’ll never forget the day I offered to help you with your fashion design project. You were sitting alone on campus, completely lost, and I thought—why not? And now, Abigail, not only have you come a long way in your sense of fashion, but in your selection in men, too.”
A soft laugh rippled through the crowd, but Mel’s eyes found Abigail’s, full of warmth. “Colt, you treat Abigail like the queen she is, and the way you love her—it’s changed her. It’s given her a confidence I didn’t even realize she needed. Watching you two grow together, build this life, this family, this friendship—it’s something rare. Something that doesn’t go unnoticed.”
Her voice hitched, her breath faltering as she blinked rapidly,trying to keep the emotions at bay. But when she opened her eyes again, they were shimmering, glassy with unshed tears.
And God, she had never looked more beautiful.
“I would wish you the best,” she continued, voice trembling, “but you don’t need it. What you have is solid. It’s something so real, so special, that I know your love will carry you through forever.”
The room erupted in applause, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
She set the microphone down, exhaling as she returned to her seat beside me, her hands shaking slightly from the rush of emotion.
I leaned in close, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. “That was beautiful, princess.”
She turned to me, her eyes still glistening, and gave me the softest smile.
“Thank you, baby.”
And just like that, I knew—Mel wasn’t just beautiful. She was everything, and it was time to let her know it.
“Alright, alright,” I said, standing up, my heart already pounding as I reached for the mic. My fingers gripped the cold metal, steadying myself as I walked around the long table lined with those perfect white flower centerpieces, stretching all the way down like a runway of memories.
“My turn,” I said, turning to face Colt.
He was sitting there with his arm draped casually over the back of Abigail’s chair, looking like the most relaxed man on Earth. That smile—soft, easy, genuine. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw him look so… content.
“First off,” I said, keeping my eyes locked on him, “you’re one lucky bastard.” The crowd chuckled. “I still don’t understand how someone that smart and beautiful ended up falling for your jock ass.”
Louder laughter now. But I didn’t break my gaze. I needed to say this right.
“Seriously though—congratulations, man. I’m proud of youboth. And I’ll never forget…” I turned to face the guests, heartbeat in my throat, “The day my mom, my sister, and I moved into the same neighborhood as Colt and his mom, Nora.” I gestured toward her, sitting near the front. She gave me the warmest smile.
“We lived in a cul-de-sac, and I remember feeling pretty…” I paused. The words caught somewhere behind my ribs. “…Pretty lost. Alone. Like I suddenly had to grow up overnight.”
