Page 165 of The Future Play

Today is five years in the making, and I can’t wait to see my love, my best friend, my baseball boy waiting for me.

Oh, mental note, I need to change his contact info toBaseball Husband.

I love the sound of that.

The music starts, and I shift back to the moment at hand. I want to be present for every beautiful moment today.

When we round the staircase that runs between the kitchen and living room, Jamie’s eyes immediately land on me.

He lets out a shuddery breath as he watches me. Aaron claps him on the shoulder, but Jamie doesn’t take his eyes off me. Tears slip down his cheeks as he watches me walk to him, and when our eyes meet, I get teary too.

Five years of chaos, falling for each other, and beautiful, all-consuming love. I knew there was something special about him the day we met, but I had no idea it would lead us here. More than four years together, and I’m more in love with him than ever.

When I get to the front, I hand my bouquet to Jace, then turn to face Jamie. He wipes his own tears, then mine, and leans in to kiss my cheek.

“Hi,” he whispers. “You are… mesmerizing.”

“And you look hot as…” I bite my lip, and he smiles at me.

We wanted to keep this short and sweet. We wrote our vows to each other in notes we read last night. Today it’ll just be the exchanging of rings and the promise to hold on to each other, fight for each other, and walk through this life together.

He takes my hands, his eyes shining with love for me, and the unending promise that we’re always in this together. And really, that’s all that matters.

There’snothing like the feeling of swaying in my husband’s arms to a love song.

My husband.

I love, love, love the sound of that.

His fingers trail through my hair as we dance to Andy Grammer’sI Am Yours. A song that so completely sums up how we feel about each other.

“I love you,” he murmurs in my ear. He’s said it so many times today, like he simply can’t hold back, and it makes me feel utterly adored.

“I love you too. What are you thinking about?”

His chest shakes with a laugh. “How I used to hate winter because it meant no baseball.” He leans back, cupping my cheek as he studies my face. “Now I love it because it means I have months of you all to myself.”

I press onto my toes and slant my mouth over his. The way I kiss him is practically indecent, but I don’t care. He’s mine. My strong, sweet, introverted, kind, quiet, deeply loving man.

“When you stormed my event that night to apologize to me, did you think this is where we’d end up?” I ask as I land back on flat feet. I’ll put my heels on for him later when I take off everything else. Except maybe the underwear that says NY Metros Wife on them.

“Marriage was more than my eighteen-year-old mind could fully understand, but I knew I saw a future with you that was worth fighting for. You’re worth everything.”

I lean against him again, lost in our love. He sees me like no one else ever has, he loves me whether I’m put together like this or a full-on hot mess express. I never knew how loved I could feel until I loved him and let him love me in return.

“We’reworth everything. Us and the future we’re building together.” After a beat, I ask, “What do you think will happen next?”

He presses his lips against my head. “I don’t know, but as long as you’re next to me, it’ll be perfect. You’ve always been my wish, my dream, my everything, and you always will be. That’s the only part of our future that matters to me.”

Ugh. As usual,swoon.

But I love swooning over my baseball boy, the man who showed me what unconditional love could be—my husband.

Yeah, I can’t wait to call him thatforever.

The End

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