I blink. “This concussion is worse than I thought, because I could swear that you just said you want a fall wedding.” “That’s because I did.” She hands me a towel and wraps a second one around herself. “We’re married in every way that matters, but I want a real wedding. One where we invite your family and our friends. I want to design my own dress. I want the whole ridiculous spectacle of it.” She crosses to me and cups my face in her hands. “I want the world to know that I choose you and that this is real.”
Baaaahhhhhhh !!!!!!!! Omg 😍😍 ..
