One Day Fiance

I expect her to jump from my lap and run to get ready. This is a celebration-worthy moment. But she doesn’t. She leans in and kisses me.

“Or we tell the girls tomorrow at lunch, and tonight, we get naked and celebrate,” she says. “Just the two of us.”

There’s only one answer to that. “I like the way you think.”

I pick her up as I stand and carry her to the bedroom, kicking the door closed to lock Nut and Juice out. I’ve come to love the rug rats, but I do not have sex with an audience.

Instead, I spread Poppy out on the bed—our bed now—and we truly celebrate.

Just the two of us.

Her and me, celebrating her success, my new career, and most importantly, our life together.

Happily ever after.