I leaned closer. “You’re too handsome for your own good. All I can think about is getting you out of that suit.”
He snickered and whispered in my ear. “Careful. I don’t want a hard on in our new wedding pictures.”
The minister proceeded with the ceremony as Brayden and I reconfirmed our love and devotion in front of our children, my father, Emma, and other friends. Even Brayden’s friend Bob was there along with several others from his cancer group.
This time we made our own vows. Another way this wedding was so much deeper than the first one.
“Terra, you are my life,” Brayden started. “My world begins and ends with you.”
There was an audible “aww” from our guests. I had to agree. Brayden could be terribly romantic.
“You’ve given me two beautiful children. You’ve forgiven my faults. I thank God every day when I wake up and you’re there next to me. I vow to always love and cherish you. I promise, you’ll never have another day feeling like you’re not first in my life.”
My heart rolled in my chest. Like me, he would make sure that our marriage stayed strong and connected.
The minister nodded to me that it was my turn.
“Brayden, there are no words to express my love. You’re an amazing man and I’m so grateful that you chose me to live this amazing life with you. You’ve seen me in my darkest moments, nursed me during my sickest, and through it all, loved me unconditionally. I promise I’ll never take you and your love for granted again. I plan to spend every day of my life making sure you know I love you.”
He smiled and leaned in to kiss me.
“You’re jumping the gun, son,” the minister said.
“I don’t care,” Brayden responded.
I didn’t either. I gripped his tie and pulled him to me for a kiss.
“Oh God, there they go again,” Lanie’s voice bellowed.
“Here we go again,” Brayden murmured against my lips. “Again and forever.”
We had a small reception, and then Brayden and I went to the Four Seasons Hotel to spend our honeymoon while the kids spent the night with Emma and Nina. Tomorrow, he and I would fly with the kids to Southern California where we planned to spend a week at Disneyland. We figured it wasn’t just our marriage that we were celebrating, but also our family. What better place to celebrate family than at the happiest place on earth?
At our suite, Brayden opened the door and then picked me up. “We’re here, Mrs. Burrow.”
I kissed him. “This is so much better than the first time.”
“Is it?” He set me down and cupped my face. “It’s fuller, isn’t it. Knowing now what we know.”
“Yes, that’s it. Fuller. Deeper.”
“Are you hungry?” he asked. We had food at the reception, but he and I were so busy with guests that we hadn’t eaten. Even so, I wasn’t hungry. At least not for food.
I reached up and undid his tie. “I’m thinking I should be nearly naked by now. The fact I’m not makes me wonder if you’re into me.”
He tugged me close. His growing erection pressed against my cleft. “I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
He was taking care of me. Sometimes he hovered too much and often was a bit like a mother. It was annoying and yet, I knew where it came from, so I let it go.
I cupped him. “Fuck me Brayden.”
He growled. “I think I just came in my pants.”
“Let’s find out.”
Together we undressed, until finally, naked, flesh to flesh we were on the bed.
“Do you remember the first time we made love?” he asked, as he looked at me with those intense, loving blue eyes.