for the last few days. He is wearing khaki shorts and yellow shirt too. Joslynn is standing on the other side of him holding lil man and wiping the tears from her eyes. Marshall leads me down the aisle towards his brother and gives him my hand when we make it to the end. One thing I wanted to be original was our vows. I had things I wanted to say that I had never heard at any other wedding but they had been always going through my head. After a few words from the preacher, I take a deep breath and look into the eyes of the man I love. “Trevor, the day I met you I thought my life was worth nothing. I had no one in my eyes even though I was surrounded by so many. When I looked at you I saw love and a life that I have always wanted but was so out of reach. You pulled me out of a hole and gave me something to live for, something to love and to spend the rest of my life with you is a dream come true. I love you.” Trevor wipes his tear-stained cheeks with one hand and squeezes my hand with the other. “Taylor, you are the one thing in my life that has always been missing, the one thing that I had always been looking for and when I first saw you I knew I found it. You are the woman I want to wake up to each morning and know that you are mine always. I will always be there for you and stand against the world with you. I love you.” The tears fall from my eyes and make their way down my cheeks too. I hear Joslynn sniffle behind me. I can’t take my eyes off Trevor and as the preacher continues I realize this moment couldn’t be more perfect. Finally he says the words I had been dying to hear because what came next meant it was final – I was his. “You may kiss the bride.” Joslynn and Marshall clap on each side of us as our lips meet and I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him as tight as I can. His arms wrap around me. I can barely breathe and still I want him to squeeze tighter. When we pull back from one another he lifts his hand and wipes the fresh tears from my face. “We did it. You are now mine, Mrs. Taylor Andrews,” he says and leans in kissing me again. “Say it again.” “Mrs. Taylor Andrews, you are mine.”
Chapter Five
We thank the preacher and watch as he drives away. At a time when we should be walking into our reception and then leaving for the honeymoon, we just hug. Just my husband and me in the middle of nowhere. When we walk in the house, Joslynn and Marshall both hug us. “We didn’t get a cake or a big meal. But what we do have is your favorite stir fry.” Joslynn giggles. “It’s perfect. I am starving, let’s eat.” We make our plates and sit around the table. It finally feels complete. “We got us another cabin to give you two some alone time. It seems like this is the perfect place for a honeymoon,” Marshall tells us. “Are y’all leaving?” I ask. I don’t want them to leave just yet. I want alone time with my husband but I also don’t want this bubble to move. Here we are alone. We are complete. We are away from crazy ass dads and moms who are just now trying to make a life with their child. Here we are also away from some men who think force is the way to get the things they want. “As much as I would love to stay forever,” Joslynn says with a knowing look in her face. “Things at home await. I need to get back and see how things are going.” “We will have to head home in a few days too.” Trevor lays his hand on my leg and kisses my cheek. “Well before we split ways I want us to promise that once a year we do this again.” They all look at me confused and I can’t help but roll my eyes. “A joint vacation. Even if it’s the same place every year. I want us to do it once a year. For at least a week we unplug from all things called normal life and take the time with each other.” “Sounds like a plan,” Joslynn agrees and looks to Marshall. “I like that idea,” he agrees too. I look to Trevor. “I like that