Much later that day, I walk back into the house with the twins, and their cousins who asked to come over for a sleep over.

Watching the kids scream, and go running up the stairs, I turn the other direction, and disappear off to the TV room down the hall, before they they see where I am going and decide to follow me.

I am exhausted from having spent the whole day with them, one more minute in their presence, I will explode.

I want more kids, but moments like this, leave me with doubts about expanding our family just yet.

I don't even bother to switch on the lights as I enter the room. I curling up on the sofa and close my eyes.

I expected to just pass out from the exhaustion, but I find myself staring at the ceiling.....and I start to think about how my life has changed, drastically.

And how it could have all gone wrong.

I got lucky, I don't know how, but I got lucky with how everything turned out..how my life turned out generally...Now I have two kids I absolutely adore, and a woman that loves me unconditionally, one that I love more than anything and can't wait to officially make my wife.

Thinking back to yesterday and how unsure I was about proposing when I woke up in the morning, it's funny now...even though Marianne likes to keep me on my toes....I should have known better.

If I had asked her earlier, she would have definitely said yes...Now I know to never doubt my self again, to never doubt us again...

*

I am alone in the deem room for some time, when I hear light footsteps.

"Hey"

I look up to see Mary standing infront of me.

"Hi" I whisper.

"Running away from the kids?" She asks rhetorically.

I nod and she laughs, as she sits down next to me, moving closer so that we are cuddling on the comfy sofa.

"Me too..." She confesses.

"How's been you day" I ask, rubbing her arm.

"Good. Exciting.....Your mom called, and we ended up having a long conference with my mom, and we talked about everyone's expectations about the wedding....and then they just started going way over the top, and it just started to freak me out." She mumbles and I laugh.

" We could always elope" I offer.

" I would actually like that" she murmurs.

"But our families will kill us... " I say.

" Indeed they would" she says.

Then she suddenly moves, so that she is sitting on top of me on my midsection and just stares at me.

"What?" I ask, watching her watch me.

"This..us...everything....I can't believe that, we have this...we have each other" she says softly.

I rub her bare thighs back and forth as she speaks.

"I was just thinking about the same thing before you arrived......" I admit.

"What do you want?" I ask, suddenly.

" Right now?" She asks confused.

"No..what do you want for our wedding?" I ask.

"I don't know" she mumbles.

"Close your eyes" I say.

She smiles down at me, and closes her eyes obediently.

"Imagine it's the day of our wedding, You just woke up, and first thing, I come to you and kiss you good morning......then what happens?" I ask.

She opens her eyes.

"The bride and groom are not supposed to see each other on the day of the wedding" she mutters.

" Then how are we supposed to get married if we don't see each other."

" You know what I mean....not until we meet at the alter" she giggles.

"I didn't say you can open your eyes" I mutter, bending her towards me slightly, then slapping her ass hard.

"Oouchh"

She wiggles her hips abit, before siting still, and closing her eyes again. The action though brief, gets my blood flowing to the right places.

"Ok, so I kiss you good morning, then what happens after that?" I repeat, provoking her.

"You are not going to kiss or see me on the morning of our wedding day Angelo" she mutters seriously.

"Well, thank God this is all just your imagination, because in real life, I plan to do just that and alot more other things to you that morning...As you stand at the alter, i want your legs shaking, and your inner thighs dripping with my....." I say, but she cuts me short.

"Stop!" she chuckles.

I was hoping to get a rise out of her, or better still, get her to open her eyes again, so i can punish her abit.

But instead, she sticks her tongue out, an action, I don't expected so see from anyone older than the twins, and despite myself, I chuckle, and bend her over even more, so I can kiss her now naughty little mouth.

"You are distracting me" she says softly against my lips...

"Go on" I whispers.

"I picture waking up that morning, and the first thing I do is call you on the phone...and tell you how much I love you, and can't wait to be your wife...You in turn, would tell me the same, and proceed to ask me what I was wearing at that moment, and I would tell you that I barely had anything on, and you would tell me how much you couldn't wait to consummate our marriage later." She murmurs.

"That is correct" I confirm, watching her speak, as her chest rises up and down softly, her fingers touching the edge of my shirt.

"Then I would get up out of bed, and the girls would be there with me..and we would all start getting ready, during which you would send me text messages, telling me how much you can't wait to make me you wife" she says.

"That is also correct" I say, sliding my hand up her thighs, passed her waist, and under her shirt, and then lifting it above her chest, then moving her lower on my body, so I can sit up, and take the peak of one of her soft delicate breasts into my mouth.

She gasps, her hands grabbing the back of my head.

"I'm listening....Keep going" I encourage her.

"And later.....the twins and Jaden, would walk with me down the aisle....they would gi-give me away to you in our garden, where it would be beautifully decorated in white.......mmmhmm.....green and yellow flowers.

I move to the other breast.

"Then you would look at me like I was the only girl in the world for you..." She whispers and bites her lip, holding back a moan

"You are"

"Then we would say our vows, speaking from the heart"

"Shit" I grumble in protest, and she chuckles.

My fingers go under the top of her grey shorts.

"Angelo....." She whispers, sitting up to give me more access to her.

"Then what happens?"

"We would then exchange rings, and the -the priest would pronounce us husband and wife, then infront of everyone, we would kiss each other senseless."

"That sounds just about right" I mumble.

"Then what?" I ask again, pleasing her with my fingers.

"Then.....we would all enjoy a beautiful reception in the garden on the eastern side that connects to the drawing room." She mumbles incoherently.

"...Then later that evening....I would take you on a honeymoon for two weeks, where we would make another baby" I finish, looking up at her in anticipation of her response about my last comment.

She opens her eyes and nods.

"That is correct" she says and I smile.

" When?" I ask.

" When what?" She whispers.

" When can we get married?" I ask.

"When you decide...it's up to you" she replies.

" You won't argue?"

" No" she shakes her head, her hair swaying with the movement.

" I don't want to wait too long" I say.

" Me too" she whispers....leaning in to kiss my neck, her hands reaching for the edge of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

"Oh, and i think we should not have sex until after the wedding...." She whispers, as she bites my ear teasingly.

" Says who?" I grumble and she chuckles.

" Me..I think it would make things alot more....."

"Frustrating?" i supply.

"Interesting" she says.

" Then let's get married next month....I don't see why we should drag the......"

"Ok" she cuts me off.

" Ok?" I ask, surprised.

" Yes" she replies and it surprises me..I thought I would have to convince her.

"So when is this no sex rule supposed to start?....." I ask. Moving both of us, so that she is now lying on her back and me on top of her, and i pull her shorts lower, leaving them hanging by her knees, and lay back behind her.

"....Because it's not going to work" I add.

" It will if we both commit to it" she whispers, resting her head on my arm.

" I don't want to commit to it" i utter truthfully.

"Even if I ask you nicely." she asks, and i can already picture her pout.

"You can't always have everything you want from me Baby....." i tell her.

"Please..i promise it will be so worth it later" she turns her head to look at me.

"Are we still going to share the same bed?" I ask.

"Uhhmm..Yes" she answers.

I laugh.

"Then it's not going to work" i say.

"Ok, then we will sleep in separate beds" she utters.

"That's unacceptable"

" I am serious Angelo"

"So am I. It's ridiculous, I don't want to do it"

"Maybe we can do other things in the mean time...please" she offers, and meets my eye.

Why can't I say no to her? I guess we can give it a try.

"When does it start again?"

"As soon as we leave this room, which will be tomorrow, I guess" she murmurs.

"Then I guess we are spending the rest of the night in here, and maybe most of tomorrow....and if the kids don't find us first, maybe tomorrow night too" I whisper, getting to work.

*

When a man loves truly,

he acts like a child

When a woman loves truly,

she acts like a mother!

As a man, you would think you are prepared, for that moment, when you see the woman you love walk down the aisle towards you.

Mary and i have talked about this, so many nights we laid in bed, and pictured this day, and anticipated what we would feel in the moment, but none of that prepared me for what i am feeling right now, as i watch her, walk towards me in white.

It's like seeing her for the first time.

The air hits differently, the sky shines just a little bit brighter, I swear I can hear the birds sing, the wind blowing softly and the leaves gently sway, all my senses are alert.

The garden is full of close friends and family, but i only see her.

I am hypnotized by the sight of her, and I smile nervously as she nears. I step over to her, to take her hand in mine.

I feel like I am floating on air, as she smiles back at me.

I extend my hand towards her, and she offers her hand to me, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part, we are forever bound as one.

*

"I am so glad you guys are finally back. I honestly can't believe you managed a whole two weeks away from the kids" Ally utters.

"I know right, she is such a mother hen, i can't believe Angelo managed to keep her away from them for that long" Rachel adds.

"I can still hear you two you know" i mumble, pulling the blanket to cover both me and Sienna, as i hug her close to me against the counter.

"So, how was it, is the place as good as it looks on the brochure?" Sienna asks.

"It was ok, i guess" i utter.

"Just ok?"

"We didn't go out much" I confess.

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, Why?"

"Guys, we spent most of our days indoors, with me on my back half the time, staring at the walls and ceiling of our hotel room... that's the view i spent most of my time looking at. There" I mutter, giving them an explicit explanation of what went down, and after a second of silence, they all burst out into laughter.

"You went all the way to the Maldives, just to stay looked up in you room having sex?" Rita asks rhetorically.

"Yep.. it's hits you differently when you are in a different area code " I murmur.

"Ohhhhh, Say no more...I like your style" she utters.

"C'mon, the guys are waiting" Ally chuckles and we finally make our way to her and Nick's home theater room, in their house.

As we walk in, I vaguely remember the time I stood outside these walls, watching Angelo laugh and smile for the first time, and thinking he looked liked a different person, like someone I could actually like, but I was to stubborn to admit.

Like that day, he is talking and laughing loudly right now with the guys, and when I reach him, he extends his arm to invite me cuddle with him.

I wrap the blanket over us and i lean into him more, making myself comfortable.

Before the movie starts, I look around at our friends, all coupled up, and lean back into him again, feeling content and happy.

"Are you ready for the Marathon tomorrow?" He asks softly.

I nod.

We never ran the marathon that year I met Angelo, like we said we would, and we didn't do it the following year either, but we resolved to do finally do it this year.

"Are you?" I ask.

"More than ready....I don't care that you are my wife, I am gonna beat your ass tomorrow" he murmurs.

"Game on"

" Sshhhhhhh"

I chuckle and peep over at Aaron, as Angelo gives him the finger.

Some things never change.

A/N...Hey guys...Sorry I took so long with the update, but I was really swamped and under alot of pressure, especially it being the end of the year.....Thank you mightily for your patience...and I hope the wait was worth it.

So...I also managed to prepare the ground work for Marco's story

I will post the Sypnosis as an update here, so you have an idea what it is about and then I will also post the first chapter, since it's already complete, you can find the book on my profile.

Xoxoxo

Looking forward to jumping on the other book and enjoying the journey together.