Drew and I laugh hysterically before he repeats the words. We are still laughing as she gives him the next verse.
“I promise to never leave you at the Heartbreak Hotel,” Drew repeats with a smile.
Gaga nods, evidently satisfied with Drew’s performance. She hands Drew’s wedding band to me and says, “Now, Charlotte, please place the ring on Andrew’s finger and repeat after me. Baby, you’re my favorite hound dog.”
I wink at Drew as I slide the band over his knuckle. “Baby, you’re my favorite hound dog.”
“You’ve got me all shook up,” Gaga singsongs.
I do a little shimmy. “You’ve got me all shook up.”
“If you promise to treat me nice, and don’t be cruel,” our officiant continues.
“If you promise to treat me nice, and don’t be cruel,” I echo.
“Then I promise to love you tender, and never, ever, step on your blue suede shoes.”
I bite my lip as Drew’s eyes fill with heat. “Then I promise to love you tender, and never, ever, step on your blue suede shoes.”
“By the power vested in me,” Lady Gaga says.
“Wait—” Drew interrupts. “Can I say something real quick?
Gaga nods. “Sure, darlin’.”
Drew cradles my face in his hands. “I know this is crazy. Really fucking crazy. I know we don’t know each other all that well, but I’m absolutely positive I don’t want to spend my life with anyone but you. We have time to learn the details. You’re it for me, Charlee. You have to promise me that you’ll remember that.”
My eyes fill with tears. “You’re it for me, too, Big Guy.”
“That was so beautiful!” Gaga gushes, as she wipes a tear from the corner of her eye. “May I continue now?”
“Sure,” Drew nods.
“By the power vested in me, and the great state of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”
Drew’s attacking my lips before the sentence ends. I moan into his mouth as our tongues dip and stroke, making me think of another kind of stroke—and to be clear, I ain’t talking about swimming. His boner digs into my stomach as we make out until my panties are drenched and my clit throbs.
The officiant clears her throat right as I start rubbing my torso against Drew’s cock. “You guys really need to stop. You’re making it awfully hard for me to tuck things under, if you know what I’m sayin’.”
Drew pulls away with one last nibble to my bottom lip, and rests his forehead against mine. “We’re married.”
I sigh dreamily. “We are.”
“Smile!” Estelle says. We only have about two seconds to comply before she’s blinding us with a flash. “Let me print this for you and you two will be all set.”
We follow her to the front of the building and wait as she prints the photo and places it in a cardboard frame.
“Here you go!” she says, handing it over. “The limo is out front waiting. You have one hour from now.”
Drew grabs my hand. “Are you ready to go, Mrs. Drew?”
I swing our joined hands as I practically skip to the exit. “I’m ready, Mr. Charlee!”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
DREW
Just as Estelle promised, the limo driver is outside waiting for us, holding the car door open. “Congratulations, folks. I’m Rupert and I’ll be your driver for the next hour. Where would you like to go?”