“That’s a thought. I don’t really want a huge wedding anyways, just our closest family and friends. If we can find a place to have it that quickly, I’m sure I can make everything else come together.”
“There’s a chapel on base that I can check into, if you’d like.”
“That would work. I’ll also check a few other places and we can compare notes and decide together where we want it.”
“Should we pick a date to inquire about?”
“That might help,” I say, laughing. I reach over to the nightstand and grab my cell and pull up the calendar app. “If we pick the last Saturday of December, that would give us eight weeks from tomorrow.”
“That sounds good to me. What do you say, babe? Want to get married in eight weeks?”
“Yes!” I agree, and add an entry to my calendar on that day that says WEDDING DAY in all caps. “I guess tomorrow we’ll start wedding planning on speed.”
“Just tell me what you need me to do and consider it done. Same goes for cravings or anything pregnancy-related. I can’teven explain how excited I am to watch you grow with our child. I love you,” Peyton tells me as he drops a sweet kiss to the top of my head.
“Love you,” I tell him on a yawn. I’ve been extremely tired this past week, with the time difference between Tennessee and L.A., then the pregnancy making me exhausted. My eyes flutter closed, and I drift off to sleep, feeling more love than I ever have.
Chapter Fifteen
STACEY
Eight weeks later
“How are you this morning?”Peyton asks when I answer his call.
“Great!”
“You sure?”
“Yes, Peyton. I’m fine. No puking, no queasiness. I’m fine and today is going to be amazing.”
“Okay, just making sure. I know the past few weeks have been rough for you, and I just worry about you.”
“I know you do, babe, but I’m good. I’ll see you in a few hours. I’ll be the girl in the white dress,” I tease him.
“Damn straight, you will. I can’t believe that you will be mywifetoday. I love you so damn much, Stacey.”
“And I love you.”
“Are you ready to tell everyone about our little one?”
“So ready! I can’t believe we’ve been successful in keeping it under wraps all this time, but I know our family is going to be so excited.”
“Well, just a few more hours and we can shout the news from the rooftops, if you want.”
“I don’t think we need to go to that extent, but I’m excited to tell people.”
“All right, gorgeous, I’ll let you go get ready. I can’t wait to see you in a few hours. Call me if you need me.”
“Love you, see you soon.”
I slide out of bed and walk over to the window. I stayed at the hotel last night to keep with tradition of not seeing each other before the wedding today. My parents, brother and sister-in-law, along with my niece and Reese, are all staying here at the hotel, as well. We’re using two of their ballrooms, one for the ceremony and the other for the reception.
“Knock knock,” Reese says as she opens the bedroom door to my room. We split a two-bedroom suite last night. I asked her to be my maid of honor, being that she’s become my best friend over the past couple of years.
“Come in. I’m finally just getting out of bed. Figured I needed to get moving if I want to be ready in time for our hair and makeup appointments.”
“Are you excited?” she asks, taking a seat on the end of the bed.