“Are you as scared as I am about screwing up in front of all these people?” Charlie asked.
“Oh yeah.” Scott laughed nervously. “But I’ll still marry you if you do.”
Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, rolling his shoulders back and squeezing Scott’s hand. Scott’s stomach was in knots, but he knew it’d pass once they got started.
He knew this was what he wanted.
He knew Charlie would always be there for him.
“That’s all I needed to hear,” Charlie said.
“Are my flowers straight?” Scott asked, unable to see them.
Charlie burst into laughter. “Nothing about this wedding is straight. Don’t worry about them.”
Scott giggled in response, the worst of his nervousness lifting.
“I’m so glad I’m in for a lifetime of jokes like that,” Scott said.
“So am I, because I have a lifetime worth of them.” Charlie grinned at him, then turned to face the celebrant.
Scott copied him, still holding his hand, their fingers linked together lightly.
He couldn’t wait to sayI do.
