Free His Xmas Surprise by Jordan Silver

chairs and around the palm trees on the beach.
    There was an arbor with hibiscus and
lilies, hydrangea and whatever tropical flower Cynthia could get her hands on.
    There was no one color scheme but
everything flowed well together.
    The stylist did my hair in this
simple twist on my nape and thankfully the make up people had something to
cover the claw marks on my neck.
    We said our I dos as the sun set
beyond the sea, it was picture-perfect and just us, no muss no fuss.
    There were tears of happiness from
the parents and ribald toasts from Justin and the team.
    The food I'd prepared would be for
tomorrow obviously, since Cynthia had the whole thing catered and I must admit,
the island spread was spectacular, especially the lamb roasting on a spit.
    The champagne flowed like water;
there was nothing but laughter and well wishes as I was held securely in the
crook of my husband's arm.

 
    Well it's done, we're married, she's
finally mine, don't let anyone tell you marriage is just a piece of paper, it's
so much more than that.
    There's a feeling that comes over you
when you realize that this person is yours, totally, lawfully yours.
    You've claimed each other for all the
world to see, it's like making a statement of intent.
    Like this woman or this man belongs
to me, I'm going to go forth and build a life with them we'll set up house
together, have children, raise a family and along the way try to contribute
positively to the world around us, but I'll be doing it with this person at my
side.
    I couldn't imagine taking this
journey with anyone other than my beauty, my Xmas girl, looks like the fat
bastard finally got one right.
    Nah, I'll thank God for this one.
    THE END
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