I adjusted my collar and smoothed down my khaki slacks, thinking maybe the letter I’d wrote freaked her out. But as soon as that thought came to mind, a slight wind blew through us, easing all my doubt. The last two years played out inside my head, and how I fell in love before her lips ever collided with mine. My head dropped back to face the sun, speaking against the cool October breeze. “Thank you, brother.” I closed my eyes when Liam tapped my shoulder.
My head snapped forward and …Mia…
There.
She.
Is.
There is my girl, my evermore.
And there went my hands, shaking.
I pinched the bridge of my nose to fight what my emotions were doing as Mia stood across from me, ten feet away. I wanted to run to her, but I couldn’t bloody move. I wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked, but couldn’t move my lips from the shape of my smile. The only thing I could do was swipe my shaking palm down my face to remove the tears to see her better. She was fucking real, and she was here.
Mia walked toward me with her heart-stopping smile, and the entire world silenced. Christy had already started talking, but I couldn’t hear anything aside from my heart pounding in my ears. Jake stood behind her, and I hadn’t noticed him walking over at all. The only thing in front of me was Mia, consuming all my senses.
I clutched both of her hands into mine. “Hi, love,” I whispered, lost in her coffee-brown eyes.
“Hi,” she whispered back, gaze darting between Christy and me.
Christy asked if we had anything to say, but ‘Hi’ was the only word I could manage, and I knew this would happen. Mia had always stolen words right out from this bleeding poet’s mouth, shaping them into stars and lighting up the sky.
“I have something to say,” Mia said, surprising me. Christy nodded, giving her the floor, and then I felt stupid for being so weak in that moment. “You wrote me a letter today,” Mia smiled with glossy eyes, “and I wasn’t planning on saying anything, because you’ve always been better with words and explaining how you feel. So, this may not come out right …” I squeezed her hand, letting her know it was just her and me, and she fought back the tears before continuing, “but your letter, it reminded me of those sunsets I watch every morning, and that sacred moment when light and dark can co-exist, making something beautiful across the sky. I’ve always been the dark, but you’ve always been the light, Ollie, and together, our love burns in color. You are my every beautiful sacred moment, and I promise to stay for the rest of my life.”
Mia’s hand came up to wipe my eyes, and I kissed her palm.
Christy continued, and we exchanged vows.
Mia said, yes. And an explosion went off inside my heart as I took her tear-stained face in my hands, desperately catching her lips with mine. She tasted like the ocean and freedom, and I sank into that kiss. Lips moved like water with that kiss. Tongues slowly grazed, hearts wildly pounded, and planets collided with that kiss. I wanted her to take me away and live inside our feelings forever. The cheering went off around us, and our foreheads connected when I opened my eyes. “I love you, baby.”
Mia smiled with a natural glow in her golden-brown eyes. “I love you.”
I insistedon carrying Mia over my shoulder through the door. We’d spent the last few hours celebrating, dancing, and drinking with Liam and Jake.
Mia was officially drunk. Or perhaps I was the one wasted. I couldn’t tell anymore.
Everything after the ceremony was a blur.
“Oh-my-God,” Mia whispered from behind me.
I paused halfway through the hotel room with my arm holding the back of her thighs. Mia had danced in the ocean at midnight, soaking the bottom of her dress where sand clung to the lace. “What is it?”
“We don’t have any fucking pictures,” she called out, smacking my arse.
“Oh, there are pictures, love,” I laughed, then continued my trek to the bathroom, “of you dancing, doing shot after shot, and not to mention, the tabletop incident.” I’d noticed the balcony doors wide open, wine glasses set out, and a bottle of champagne prepared in a bucket of ice outside on the terrace. Music played inside the room with rose petals scattered across the bed. The Rock Hotel was posh, and Jake must have planned this out for us.
Mia cringed in my hold. “I didn’t.”
“You did.”
Surprisingly, I made it to the bathroom without dropping her and halted in front of the mirror. My stance swayed, but my eyes fixed on the way her bum looked in the reflection over my shoulder. Mia wiggled in my arms, her laugh bouncing off my back.
I pulled up her dress to get a better look, and the white lace knickers clung to her sex like a second skin. “For the love of God, Mia,” I growled, moving my free hand up her bare thigh and over her perfect round arse. My knob stretched inside my pants as the buzz rushed to the one place craving to be inside her. The way she looked from behind arrested my gaze, flaring animalistic desires within me.
“Ollie,” she whimpered, but my fingers continued to wander, grazing up and down her slit over her white lace.
“Stay still, love. I just want to look at you.” I stretched her knickers to the side with one hand to reveal her. My lips broke apart, my balls tightened, and I couldn’t remove my eyes from the view as oxygen held inside my lungs.
