Page 27 of Stuck with You

Despite Taylor’s Ice Queen persona, she was a warm and thoughtful partner. I loved that when we were alone she let down her guard and let me see the tender hearted loving woman underneath.

“I was thinking…”

I looked up as Taylor’s words stuttered to a stop.

“Yeah?” I prompted.

“How would you feel about a destination wedding? We could rent a few oceanfront cabanas in Mexico or Belize or somewhere, invite our closest friends and family, and have a low key wedding on the beach.”

I stared at her for several seconds, until she started to look uncomfortable.

“You hate it, don’t you?” she asked, uncharacteristically unsure of herself. “Never mind, we can have a regular wedding in Seattle.”

“Taylor?”

“Yeah?” she responded.

“You’ve just described my dream wedding.”

Taylor’s eyes lit up. “Really? You’re not just saying that?”

I grabbed my phone and pulled up a group text between myself, Bree, and Taylor.

Aubrey:Hey Bree, do you remember what I always told you I wanted to do for my dream wedding?

Bree:Something casual and small on the beach in Mexico, why?

Aubrey:How would you feel about being my maid of honor?

Bree:Try and stop me.

Taylor jumped up and pulled me to my feet, her lips crashing down to give me a long, passionate kiss. When we finally broke apart, she whispered against my lips, “I love you.”

“I love you too. Now let’s go home.”

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