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Jan. 29th, 2017 12:55 amLang pressed a palm to the wall just inside her hotel room door and leaned into it. She wobbled as she toed off her black kitten heels and pushed them out of the way with her foot. Across the room, Sebastián sat on the bed watching her with an amused smile.
“I should have worn flats,” she mumbled as she turned around to lock the deadbolt on the door. Turning around again, she caught sight of her husband’s goofy grin. “What?”
“You’re like one of those toys Anneke had when she was a baby. They’re kinda round and when you push them, they don’t fall over, they just kinda roll around.”
She let the hem of her black satin ballgown drag on the carpet as she crossed the room. “You think you’re funny,” she said, standing directly in front of him. She ran the tips of her fingers lightly through his dark hair.
“I have my moments,” he answered, smiling up at her. Bringing both hands up, he put them on her belly and sat in silence for a moment, just looking. Then he said, “Very different from last year, isn’t it?”
“I was a lot bigger this time last year,” she said.
“Don’t let yourself think like that, Lang.”
“Well, regardless, it’s—“
He cut her off with a shake of his head. “No,” he said gently, “I like the way your body looks. I don’t see it as this or that.” He dropped his hands and stood up.
“What were you thinking, then?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Last year,” he said softly, “we were saying our goodbyes.”
She met his eyes with her own, but didn’t say anything. She didn’t want to break the moment. Here they were, in their most formal attired, after the event of a lifetime, and she shared it with her best friend. She was bursting with pride and love just thinking about how far they have come in the last year. They’re stronger than ever.
She draped her arms over his shoulders and pressed her nose to his cheek. His arms slipped around her waist and he pulled her a little bit closer. “We have an entire night to ourselves,” she whispered, “no children.”
“Hm… you’re right.” He pressed a kiss to her throat. “I have my phenomenal wife all to myself for a change.”
“Thank you, Sebastián, for being here with me. I needed you and you came through for me,” she said.
“I’m not going to let you down again, Lang.”
She cast her eyes down, at his tuxedo and her dress, her heart stinging a little with his words. But she quickly brought her eyes back up to his and said, “Let’s just pretend, just for tonight, that everything is perfect and that I don’t have to worry about all the what-ifs that come along with your promises of never-ever. Tonight, there is nothing else in the world except you and me and our marriage.”
She pulled a hand down from his shoulder and ran it over her belly, adding, “Well, and this little one.”
He smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Deal.”
“I should have worn flats,” she mumbled as she turned around to lock the deadbolt on the door. Turning around again, she caught sight of her husband’s goofy grin. “What?”
“You’re like one of those toys Anneke had when she was a baby. They’re kinda round and when you push them, they don’t fall over, they just kinda roll around.”
She let the hem of her black satin ballgown drag on the carpet as she crossed the room. “You think you’re funny,” she said, standing directly in front of him. She ran the tips of her fingers lightly through his dark hair.
“I have my moments,” he answered, smiling up at her. Bringing both hands up, he put them on her belly and sat in silence for a moment, just looking. Then he said, “Very different from last year, isn’t it?”
“I was a lot bigger this time last year,” she said.
“Don’t let yourself think like that, Lang.”
“Well, regardless, it’s—“
He cut her off with a shake of his head. “No,” he said gently, “I like the way your body looks. I don’t see it as this or that.” He dropped his hands and stood up.
“What were you thinking, then?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Last year,” he said softly, “we were saying our goodbyes.”
She met his eyes with her own, but didn’t say anything. She didn’t want to break the moment. Here they were, in their most formal attired, after the event of a lifetime, and she shared it with her best friend. She was bursting with pride and love just thinking about how far they have come in the last year. They’re stronger than ever.
She draped her arms over his shoulders and pressed her nose to his cheek. His arms slipped around her waist and he pulled her a little bit closer. “We have an entire night to ourselves,” she whispered, “no children.”
“Hm… you’re right.” He pressed a kiss to her throat. “I have my phenomenal wife all to myself for a change.”
“Thank you, Sebastián, for being here with me. I needed you and you came through for me,” she said.
“I’m not going to let you down again, Lang.”
She cast her eyes down, at his tuxedo and her dress, her heart stinging a little with his words. But she quickly brought her eyes back up to his and said, “Let’s just pretend, just for tonight, that everything is perfect and that I don’t have to worry about all the what-ifs that come along with your promises of never-ever. Tonight, there is nothing else in the world except you and me and our marriage.”
She pulled a hand down from his shoulder and ran it over her belly, adding, “Well, and this little one.”
He smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Deal.”
