《SLOW BURN》54. legally, emotionally, & physically
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I, Joshua Andrews, take you, Natalie Garcia, for my lawful wife to have and to hold from this day forward. You are the kindest and most caring person that I know. You make me want to be the best version of myself and I am lucky to have you as my wife. I promise to be faithful and love you every day of forever. I will stand by you to wipe away tears of joy and sadness and hold you when you need me to and even when you don't. As your husband, I am yours and I love you.
I, Natalie Garcia, take you, Joshua Andrews, for my lawful husband to have and to hold from this day forward. Falling in love with you was so easy, I didn't even realize when it happened. I am so lucky to love you and to be loved by you. You are an amazing man. I love your honor and I love how loyal you are to your family, friends, and to me. I promise to love you more every day. I promise to be faithful and care for you in good and bad times. My heart is yours. I'm yours. I can't wait to start this new life with you.
In the presence of your family and friends, I now declare you .
You may kiss the bride.
The kiss was different somehow.
Maybe it was just because of all the emotions I was feeling in that moment. Maybe it was the tears in my eyes or the way Josh was looking at me. He was looking at me like I was the only person in the world. I could see his love in his eyes. I still can, right now as he makes love to me.
It had been a chaotic month full of stress and frustration but it had all been worth it. The wedding was beautiful. It was small. Just our families and close friends. I didn't find my dress until a week before the wedding though Josh said he would marry me in jeans and a T-shirt. My mother and Louisa carried most of the heavy work like setting apart the space in the beach early in the morning. A permit wasn't required but it was a first come, first serve basis. I owe them the pleasure of facing the ocean as I married the love of my life.
The weather was perfect. The view was perfect. Josh was perfect. I don't know how I hadn't seen him in a suit before. He'll definitely be wearing them more often. He had a fresh cut and the suit fitted him like a glove. He looked so handsome and sexy. We took a lot of pictures with our families, with Crystal and Brad, with Savannah and even Kevin. It wasn't hard to keep the smile on my face for the whole evening.
I cried while dancing with my dad and then again when I danced with Josh.
I'm Mrs. Andrews. I'm Josh's wife. Every time I think about it, it makes me smile. I'm so happy.
We didn't plan on going on a honeymoon until Josh brought it up. He wanted to come to Hawaii and we were both lucky to be able to get a week off at work. It went perfectly for me because it was fall break at school. We left right after the wedding.
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And here we are. We barely made it inside the room with all of our clothes on. We've been here for a night and a day and we haven't even left the room.
Josh kisses me as our bodies move faster and faster. I close my eyes and give myself to him for the fourth time today. I feel him bury his face in my neck as we both come together. He kisses my neck, using his tongue. "I love you." He whispers in my ear.
I smile and open my eyes to look at him. "I love you, husband."
He chuckles as he collapses next to me. "Are you alright?"
I press my legs together and I blush when I feel a familiar pain. "I'm a bit sore. I think I'm going to need a break."
He looks at me and reaches out to touch my hair. "I'm sorry if I hurt you."
I roll my eyes at him. "You didn't. Kiss me, please." I look at his lips hungrily.
He grins then leans in to kiss me tenderly. Our tongues dance together and I feel myself being turn on again. Geez. I place my hand on his chest and push him away gently. "We should stop." I laugh.
He chuckles and lays back on the bed. I prop up my elbow and rest my head on my hand. I admire his handsome face, his Adam's apple, his collarbone, his broad shoulders, his muscles...he's so sexy and he's all mine. Forever. I'm not planning on letting him go. Ever. I hope he realizes that. Not that it matters. We're married now.
"Can you believe we're married?" I break the silence. "We got married. We actually did it."
He smiles. "It was a long road but yes, we did."
"You realize we are now legally, emotionally, and physically bound to each other?" I ask him with a smile.
He turns to look at me. "Good." He puts his arm across my waist. "What are we missing? I want to be bound to you in every possible way."
I laugh then look at his arm. "We could get a tattoo."
He raises his eyebrows. "I'm listening."
"I have to think about it. I don't want it to be all cheesy and lame."
He kisses my lips. "I would love to be cheesy and lame with you."
I smile at him. "It has to be small. I don't know how much pain I can endure."
He looks at me mischievously. "Can I choose the spot?"
I smile. "Okay," I say slowly.
His hand goes down my stomach and I gulp when I feel his fingers right next to my pelvic bone. He leans down and kisses his way down. I press my legs together when I feel his tongue on my skin. "Here," He says looking up at me.
I bite my lip, trying to control my breathing. "No one would be able to see it." Unless I wore a bikini or very low waisted pants which are not my favorite.
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"Well, it is for me right?" He winks at me.
I roll my eyes at him. "Fine."
"What do you want to get?" He asks.
I shrug. "I don't know. I'm going to need a few business days to decide, don't pressure me."
He bursts out laughing. "Okay. Just let me know."
I kiss him. "We need to get out of this room."
"No we don't."
I shake my head with a smile. "You're trying to rip me apart or what?"
He clenches his jaw. "You realize that you telling me that you are sore only makes me want to make love to you all over again?"
I love the desire in his eyes when he's turned on. I hope he looks at me like that no matter how many years pass. I hope we always want each other the way that we do today, right now. I hope this fire never turns off.
I bite my lip. "Think of my poor lady part."
"That's not helping." He groans leaning in to kiss me.
We make out until we run out of breath and then I wrap the sheet around me and get out of bed. "Okay. We need to go." I smile as I look out the glass doors that face the beach. We're on a sixth floor so we can see the island from here. The ocean looks so blue and peaceful. "We're in Hawaii." I remind him. "We're going out to explore."
"Whatever you say," he says grinning at me.
I laugh and shake my head. "I'm taking a shower."
He stands up and follows me to the bathroom. I look up at him. "I'm not going to fuck you, I promise," he says in a low voice.
I look down at his lips and sigh. "God. This is hard."
He grips my waist. "Tell me about it."
We kiss our way into the shower. He keeps his promise but I find other ways to please him. I would stay with him locked in this room all day if it was humanly possible but it's not. I really do need a break if I want to have sex again. After the long shower, we get dressed for the first time since we got here and we leave the room.
There's so much to see, so much to explore, and so much to eat. I know a week won't be enough to get enough of this place...well less than a week now considering we already spent two days locked in the room. One of the things I love about Josh is how he shows affection towards me without thinking. He'll reach for my hand or put his arm around me or kiss my forehead at random times and for no reason. Those are the best type of kisses: the ones you don't ask for.
The rest of the week goes by way too quick. Josh and I spend a lot of time on the beaches. I love how clear the water is here and how soft the sand is. The weather is cool at night and warm enough in the day to enjoy the water. We also spend a lot of time eating and laughing and talking. We barely sleep at night. I know we're going to suffer once we get back to Oregon but I try not to worry about that. I love this time with Josh. It's just him and I. Alone. To do whatever the hell we want.
I have no idea how we were able to plan a wedding and a honeymoon in a month but everything has been so perfect. I know life won't always feel this way. I know hard times will come. Life usually brings suffering and tears but moments like these are what make up for it. This is the time for Josh and I to grow our love. I promise to never forget the way he makes me feel. I promise to remember this when we have our first fight. I know it's inevitable but I also know that we'll be alright. We love each other. This is the true love that everyone talks about. It exists and it feels wonderful.
Josh was right. It has been a long road. It's been a slow burn romance and now we're at the part where we let our spark burn forever. The spark that turned on with that kiss.
Now I'm his wife and he's my husband.
I'm his and he's mine.
On our plane ride back to Oregon at the end of the week, I turn to smile at Josh. He looks at me with a curious look. I kiss him then say, "I know what I want our tattoos to say."
"Oh, yeah?"
I nod, excitedly.
A week later, Josh and I go get our tattoos. The pain I felt when I got my belly button piercing seems like a walk at the park compared to how much it hurts to get the damn tattoo. Josh asks me if I'm okay every five seconds. He's so sweet. In the end, we walk out of the shop with brand new tattoos. As much as I liked the spot that Josh had chosen, I couldn't stop thinking about how it would look when I get pregnant and grow a belly. I felt that it would get ruined. So we compromised under our right wrists. It's small and personal.
We walk out of there with a flame tattooed on our skin. It's to the side, on the corner under our wrist. It's small and it has color so it looks like a burning flame.
Cheese and lame? Very.
Though it doesn't feel like it. It's symbolic, like the ring on our fourth finger. Now I understand why Josh wanted me to put it on. I don't want him to ever take his silver wedding band off. It's a symbol of our commitment and the tattoo is a symbol of our love.
Now we're legally, emotionally, physically, and symbolically bound to each other and I can't wait to see what other bonds we create.
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