NIRVANA

“Let’s get married, sweetheart.” It still echoed in my ears. It shocked me.

Gaping, I waited until he took it back, but it didn’t happen.

“I’m sure Sebastien has connections to process our documents.”

“You want a civil wedding?”

“Yeah. I want to do it right with proper documentation.”

I held his hands. They were cold. “Baby, are you nervous?”

“Yeah. I’m afraid you might disagree.”

“We’re getting married in the States. Period. And yes, let’s get married today or tomorrow. Whenever we can.”

He kissed me again so badly his hands shook. I placed my hands on his, moved my lips, and instantly melted against him.

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