“If it were on the floor and you were in my arms naked writhing underneath my touch.” I know he can feel my heart racing and my breath catch. “But first, dance with me.”
Right now, and always, I would follow Kyler anywhere, but for now, I follow him to the dance floor as a familiar tune of “Say You Won’t Let Go” by James Arthur plays. I smile knowing that in a few short months, we will be sharing the dance floor together as husband and wife for the first time to this song. Kyler wraps his arms around me again, pulling me closer to him while we sway to the music and get lost in the movement. I can hear him softly singing the lyrics to me. Ky had actually picked this song to be our first dance because he thought the lyrics were appropriate.
I think about all we lost—a lover, a brother, a son, a friend—and my heart hurts, but as I look around the room at what we have gained—a fiancé, a spouse, a daughter, a friend, and in-laws—my heart feels whole and complete. I watch my parents and Haylee’s sway on the dance floor, laughing, and my brother holding his daughter and his wife in his arms, smiling ear to ear.
When the song ends, I look into Kyler’s chocolate-brown eyes and see my forever. “I love you, Kyler.”
He leans down to kiss me, but just before our lips touch, he says, “I love you too, baby. Forever and always.”
THE END