Page 50 of See Her

He stands quickly, taking my face in his hands and kissing me.It’s warm and soft, deep and long, and I never want to come up for air.When we finally break our lips from each other, I wrap my arms around his neck, just wanting to stay in this moment, drawing it out as long as possible; to take it in completely, and let it consume me.

“Mayzie?” Jack speaks in my ear.

“Yeah?” I answer dreamily from where my head rests on his shoulder.

“I want to do it now.”

Jack

I know,you all think I’m crazy right now, and maybe I am, just a little bit.I am crazy in love with her, and being with her for the rest of my life is something I can’t wait another minute to begin. When I realized that she was the first person I wanted to tell about the label, I knew she was my partner.When I was losing my mind about it and she brought me back to earth without batting an eye, I knew she was a rare soul that my life could no longer be without. I knew the first time I made love with her, like I hadn’t with anyone else before, that I belonged to her, and that there could be nobody else ever again.Before her, the only time I felt alive was when I was playing my heart out on my guitar.All the times in between, I just drifted through life.Now, with her in my life, I’m actually living.She’s a gift that I don’t deserve, but I’ll be damned if I let go of her.She’s laughter, spunk, and compassion, wrapped up in a package that I vow to try every day to deserve.I don’t want to wait; I don’t want to plan.I want it to be her and me, forever – starting right now.

Besides, she’s going crazy right alongside me because she said yes – to forever and to right now.

It took running around this sleepy town for a couple hours and making a few calls, but we’re here at the small church at the end of the main street with a marriage license. We made a stop in a vintage jewelry store and picked out a matching set of bands that we both fell in love with; white gold with an intricate design. We both loved that they had character and history to them, and we knew they were for us.

Maze also ran into a little boutique, insisting on finding something to wear other than her skinny jeans and sweater. While I couldn’t care less, I won’t argue with her wish, especially considering she’s forgoing an actual wedding for me because I’m fucking insane.

“Maze?” I rap my knuckles on the dark wood door of the small bathroom she’s in. “He’s ready for us,” I gently remind her, referring to the neatly dressed minister we met when we arrived.

“Okay, I’m coming out,” she announces. The door swings open and all the breath leaves my lungs when my girl walks out in a white lace dress that comes down to just above her knees. It’s simple and classic, and she’s a fucking vision.

Fuck.

All of a sudden, my short-sleeved white button down and black jeans feel like a fucking joke for this moment.

“It was the best one I could find. What do you think?” she asks sweetly, and it takes me a moment to retrieve the air to answer.

“I think I’m the luckiest man alive,” I tell her, reaching out and taking her hand to lead her up a small hallway.

We push through a heavy wooden door that opens to the small chapel lined with dark wood pews, a beautiful stained glass window that takes up the majority of the back wall, and walk up the short aisle, her hand in mine. Paul, the minister, is already waiting for us at the tiny altar that barely has any décor other than a few flower arrangements, although it looks like he and the woman that works at the desk who is serving as our witness, were thoughtful enough to light a few candles. They even let our dogs be part of our extremely private ceremony. Fortunately, they burned all their energy off at the park and are wiped out, quietly piled together under a pew.

“Mr. Krasiniski, Ms. Walker, are you ready?” Paul asks us, eyes smiling behind his wire-rimmed glasses as Bonnie, the woman witnessing for us, beams off to his left. Mayzie and I grin at each other before nodding to him. “Then I’ll have you turn and face each other.” He gestures with both hands, and Mayzie and I shift to do just that, locking eyes and being fully in this moment with each other.

Mayzie’s grey eyes glisten as she discreetly mouthsI love youup at me, barely moving her lips. I mouth it back to her and squeeze her hands as Paul does a brief opening about love and commitment. He takes us through the traditional vows, and I grin like an idiot through mine. Mayzie bites her lip like she’s trying to contain her smile, and takes several deep breaths between reciting hers. Then, after pronouncing us husband and wife and giving me permission to kiss Mayzie, I don’t wastea second. I pull her to me and lower my mouth, my lips moving against hers in a kiss that couldn’t be any deeper nor softer at the same time. It’s the kiss of a lifetime, and I finish by lifting Mayzie up while letting out a loud whoop, that echoes off the stone walls.

25

MAYZIE

Jack held my hand, fiddling with my wedding ring, the whole drive home, and when we got to my house – well,ourhouse – he insisted on pouring wine and lighting candles in the bedroom.

After discussing it on the way home, we decided my place made more sense. It doesn’t have much more room than the pool house, but I’m locked in a lease and it does offer up a little more privacy. We stopped so that Jack could grab some essentials and a couple of his guitars for now, and will worry about moving him the rest of the way in later on… after we tell our families.

Oh God, my stomach swoops at the very idea of telling my parents – who have never even met Jack – that I married him.

I stiffen my shoulders, trying to shake the thought away – literally – and agree with myself not to worry about that tonight as Jack hits the lights, shrouding the bedroom in darkness, save for the various candle jars he found around the house, giving an incredibly romantic glow.

My heart is beating so fast as he approaches me in the candlelight. I feel as nervous and excited as I did on our first night together.

“I want you,” Jack whispers before threading both hands in my hair and taking me in an all-encompassing kiss. It takes my breath and makes me shiver. When he pulls away, it’s only enough to speak against my lips. “Would I be an ass if I told you I couldn’t wait to consummate?” He chuckles, and it relaxes me.

“The sooner the better,” I smile back.

“I’m about to make love to my wife,” he muses softly, and the words spoken aloud make my heart quake.

Jack’s lips return to mine as his hands skim down my sides, his fingers inching the material of my dress up my thighs. The act excites me and makes me want Jack naked and on top of me ASAP. Taking hold of my panties, he slides them down my thighs and I sit on the bed, allowing him to remove them the rest of the way.

He leans in to hover over me, his essence somewhat domineering but in a sensual way I’m loving. I lean back on my hands, welcoming his lips on mine again and his tongue stroking through my mouth deep and slow.

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