though it was almost too perfect, as she stood and looked at him, just before she went to change out of her wedding gown. She hated to take it off, never to wear it again, to turn the reality into a memory. She wanted the moment never to end, as she looked up at her brand-new husband.
"You look incredible," he whispered to her, as he swept her onto the dance floor again for one last waltz before they left the party to begin their life together.
"I wish today would never end," she said, closing her eyes, and thinking of how wonderful it had been.
"It won't," Andy said quietly, pulling her even closer. "I won't let it. It'll always be like this, Diana. . . . We have to remember that, if things ever get tough between us .
"Is that a warning?" She pulled away a little as she smiled at him.
"Are you going to start giving me a hard time now?"
"Very." He grinned, moving closer to her, and his meaning was not lost on her as she chuckled.
"Shame on you. She laughed at him as they continued to waltz around the dance floor.
"Shame on me? Who left me alone and went back to her parents' house to be a virgin?"
"One night! Andy!"
"It was not one night . . . it was longer . . . I know it." He pulled her closer to him again, and rested his cheek against her veil, as she gently touched his neck with delicate fingers.
"It was one night "You'll have to make it up to me for weeks, starting"-he glanced at his watch-in about half an hour." The music slowly came to an end and he looked at her tenderly. "Ready to go?"
She nodded, sad to leave their wedding, but it was time, it was after six o'clock, and they were both tired.
Her bridesmaids went upstairs with her while she changed, and Diana slowly took off the beautiful gown and the veil. Her mother carefully hung them up on specially padded hangers, and watched the younger women's excitement with a little smile, from a distance. She loved her girls more than anything.
They had brought her such joy, and now she was happy to see them all well settled, and happily married.
Diana put on the ivory silk suit her mother had picked out with her at Chanel. It was bordered in navy blue, with a handbag to match, and it had big pearl buttons. Diana had bought a cream colored hat, too, and she looked wonderfully chic when she went back downstairs to meet her husband, carrying the huge bouquet of white roses.
His eyes lit up as she walked into the room again, and a moment later she had thrown her bouquet, and he had thrown her garter. And amidst a hailstorm of rice and rose petals, they ran to their car, after quick kisses to their siblings and their parents. They promised to call from the trip, and Diana especially thanked her parents for the beautiful wedding. And then they were gone, in a long white limousine, off to the Bel Air Hotel for their wedding night, to stay in a huge suite overlooking the hotel's carefully landscaped gardens.
Andy put an arm around her as the car drove away, and they both sighed in relief and exhaustion.
"Wow! What a day!" he said, as he leaned back against the seat and looked at her in silent appreciation. "You were a gorgeous bride!" It was so odd now to think it was all over.
"You looked pretty good yourself." She smiled at him. "It was such a beautiful wedding."
"You and your mom did a fantastic job. Every time I talked to someone at the network they said it was better than anything they've seen on a movie set." It had been loving and happy and filled with their family and friends, but it also wasn't showy. "Your sisters were a riot too.
You guys really get out of hand when you get together, don't you?" He teased her, and she sat up in feigned outrage.
"We do! We do? I'd say the Douglas boys don't do badly in that department either! You guys were outrageous!"
"Don't be silly." Andy looked demure as he pretended to look out the window, and his new wife pushed him, almost onto the floor, as he chuckled.
"Are you kidding? Excuse me, but
"You look incredible," he whispered to her, as he swept her onto the dance floor again for one last waltz before they left the party to begin their life together.
"I wish today would never end," she said, closing her eyes, and thinking of how wonderful it had been.
"It won't," Andy said quietly, pulling her even closer. "I won't let it. It'll always be like this, Diana. . . . We have to remember that, if things ever get tough between us .
"Is that a warning?" She pulled away a little as she smiled at him.
"Are you going to start giving me a hard time now?"
"Very." He grinned, moving closer to her, and his meaning was not lost on her as she chuckled.
"Shame on you. She laughed at him as they continued to waltz around the dance floor.
"Shame on me? Who left me alone and went back to her parents' house to be a virgin?"
"One night! Andy!"
"It was not one night . . . it was longer . . . I know it." He pulled her closer to him again, and rested his cheek against her veil, as she gently touched his neck with delicate fingers.
"It was one night "You'll have to make it up to me for weeks, starting"-he glanced at his watch-in about half an hour." The music slowly came to an end and he looked at her tenderly. "Ready to go?"
She nodded, sad to leave their wedding, but it was time, it was after six o'clock, and they were both tired.
Her bridesmaids went upstairs with her while she changed, and Diana slowly took off the beautiful gown and the veil. Her mother carefully hung them up on specially padded hangers, and watched the younger women's excitement with a little smile, from a distance. She loved her girls more than anything.
They had brought her such joy, and now she was happy to see them all well settled, and happily married.
Diana put on the ivory silk suit her mother had picked out with her at Chanel. It was bordered in navy blue, with a handbag to match, and it had big pearl buttons. Diana had bought a cream colored hat, too, and she looked wonderfully chic when she went back downstairs to meet her husband, carrying the huge bouquet of white roses.
His eyes lit up as she walked into the room again, and a moment later she had thrown her bouquet, and he had thrown her garter. And amidst a hailstorm of rice and rose petals, they ran to their car, after quick kisses to their siblings and their parents. They promised to call from the trip, and Diana especially thanked her parents for the beautiful wedding. And then they were gone, in a long white limousine, off to the Bel Air Hotel for their wedding night, to stay in a huge suite overlooking the hotel's carefully landscaped gardens.
Andy put an arm around her as the car drove away, and they both sighed in relief and exhaustion.
"Wow! What a day!" he said, as he leaned back against the seat and looked at her in silent appreciation. "You were a gorgeous bride!" It was so odd now to think it was all over.
"You looked pretty good yourself." She smiled at him. "It was such a beautiful wedding."
"You and your mom did a fantastic job. Every time I talked to someone at the network they said it was better than anything they've seen on a movie set." It had been loving and happy and filled with their family and friends, but it also wasn't showy. "Your sisters were a riot too.
You guys really get out of hand when you get together, don't you?" He teased her, and she sat up in feigned outrage.
"We do! We do? I'd say the Douglas boys don't do badly in that department either! You guys were outrageous!"
"Don't be silly." Andy looked demure as he pretended to look out the window, and his new wife pushed him, almost onto the floor, as he chuckled.
"Are you kidding? Excuse me, but
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