"You are, in fact, my wife. It's just a matter of weeks."

Surprise flashed over her features. Just a matter of weeks? What was he even saying? Was he actually serious about this intrinsic marriage talk, or was this merely one of his games?

Upon beholding the bewildered expression on her face, he tittered with impishness. Her bemused expression amused him to high heavens.

"You sound so confident. Don't cry when I burst your bubbles." She uttered with finality as she struggled to break free from his gripping and tormenting grasp.

"Let's watch and see." Soon you will become Mrs. Houston. He brushed his lips against hers before finally letting...