Marrying Cashmere had been heavy on his mind for a while now. If he had the chance to spend the rest of his life with her, he would be the happiest man in the universe.
They stared at each other in silence for a moment before she spoke.
“What?”
He noticed tears filling her eyes, so he quickly cupped her cheeks as he sat up. “Don’t cry, Precious.”
She laughed through her tears. “I just don’t know what to say.”
“I ain’t mean to spring that shit on you like that, for real, but why not? Let’s get married, baby. We can go to the courthouse right now and make it official. I’ll buy you a fat ass ring, bigger than any of the ones you got at home. Just say you’ll be my forever. I been knowing you were mine since the day I first laid eyes on your mean ass.”
She laughed as she wiped her tears. “I’ll be your forever, Sav.”
“You ain’t just sayin’ that?” he asked skeptically as he eyed her, though his heart beat rapidly in his chest from pure joy.
“No, baby. Let’s get married. Let’s do it today.”
Savio hopped up, butt ass naked, and walked straight toward the bathroom. “Come on, Precious. I wanna hit that pussy one last time while you just my girl. Next time I dig up in yo’ guts, you gon’ be my wife.”
Cashmere howled with laughter. But her ass didn’t know just how serious he was.
After a round in the shower and then another round on the bathroom counter, Savio and Cashmere finally pulled away from each other long enough to get dressed and leave their comfortable nest.
Savio parked the car and then jogged to her side so he could help her out.
“After you, wifey.”
She giggled. They were both on a high, and he never wanted to come down.
“Thank you, hubby.”
He could get used to hearing that.
They walked into the courthouse. Savio lagged behind a bit so he could look at her ass in the fitted jeans she wore. They kept it casual, her in a white top and him in a black one. He already promised her that he would give her a proper wedding celebration whenever she was ready. For now, he just wanted to change her last name.
The process took some time. It seemed as though they weren’t the only ones in Desmore Bay that wanted to get married that day. That was cool with him. As long as they walked out of there with a marriage certificate, Savio would wait all damn day if he had to.
When it was finally their turn, it went quickly. There was no ceremony or exchanging of vows. He knew they were both too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions to even think of those traditions. All they had to do was fill out some paperwork and sign on the dotted line, and Cashmere was officially his.
They shared their first kiss as husband and wife. Cashmere blushed deeply.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, Mrs. Meekins.”
“I love the sound of that,” he muttered as he nuzzled her neck. “Come on. Let me get you home so we can start our honeymoon.”
They were all smiles as they left the courthouse, though they both longed for the presence of people who couldn’t be there.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” Cashmere said as she looked up at him with stars in her eyes.
He pulled her close by her waist. “I can.”
They shared another passionate kiss. Savio couldn’t seem to keep his lips off her at that point, but the kiss ended too soon because they heard someone clear their throat and speak.
“Excuse me, you’re Savio, right?” the timid voice asked.
Savio tore his eyes away from his wife, and they landed on a familiar face. His eyes grew wide. “Nola, right?”
