Nate proposed to me in Vegas right after he made love to me and no, I'm not kidding. He proposed to me in bed while we both lay their sweaty messes in our birthday suits, but I wouldn't change anything about that moment. Even if we were breathless and tired after making love for the first time. It could not have been more perfect.

That same day we went out and shopped for our rings because Nate was not prepared and I mean how could he be when we were broken up leading up to that day. But that day as a whole proved to us that our love could conquer anything, and to us, that was all we needed to know that we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together, so we went out, bought some rings and did what two crazy people in love do in Vegas, we got married and I still remember it like it was just yesterday.

"Alexa, will you marry me?" Nate asks me as we're coming down from the high of making love and I just stare at him like a deer caught in headlights. "Too soon?" he asks with a nervous chuckle.

"You're serious?"

"I've never been more serious in my life."

"Can you ask me again? I was not ready for that," I admit embarrassed and he laughs.

"Alexa, will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?"

"Yes! A thousand times yes!" I respond and kiss him so hard, I wouldn't be surprised if I bruised his poor lips.

"I don't have an engagement ring on me but later after we've made it out of bed and gotten something to eat, I'll take you ring shopping."

"I can't wait," I tell him and bite his chin.

"We're never going to leave this bed and will live off room service if you keep that up," he mumbles against my cheek as he kisses me.

"That's fine by me," I tell him and arch my hips into his, making him groan.

"Alexa, you minx." He lowers his weight on top of me and turns us over so he's on his back and I'm straddling his thick thighs.

"What?" I say coyly.

"Don't 'what' me. You know exactly what you're doing."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do. Now stop teasing me. I only have so much restraint and don't want to hurt you."

"You won't hurt me."

"Alexa-" he starts and I cut him off.

"You won't. I'm okay," I assure him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"If it hurts, tell me and I'll stop," he says and I nod. He flips me onto my back and crawls down the bed, toward my thighs. I sit up on my elbows and watch him kiss his way from my hips to my thighs and know in that moment he's going to make me feel good in a different way and I cannot wait.

It's not until much, much later that we finally get out of bed and take a shower together.

"I'm gonna need to borrow some clothes again," I tell him as he finishes drying me off. "Well, at least your hoodie so I don't have to walk over to my room naked."

"As much as I would love to see you walk around naked all day, we can't have that. No one gets to see you naked but me," he says going all caveman on me.

"I know, babe. I wouldn't have it any other way." I press my naked body to his and kiss the spot where his heart beats for me.

"Time for another round," he says, pulling our bodies impossibly closer.

"Maybe later," I tell him and stand on my tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. "But first we need food," I remind him.

"Spoilsport," he says with a grin.

"Hey! You're the one who wanted to leave to go eat and buy a ring for me. We can stay here all day and just order room service. I don't mind that in the least bit." I trail my fingers down his chest and get close to his waist but not before he stops me.

"No, I want to get a ring on you," he says, lifting my left hand to his mouth. I expect him to kiss my hand but he takes me by surprise when he takes my ring finger in his mouth and sucks on it. I watch as he lathes my finger with his tongue and nearly come undone on the spot.

"Nate, keep that up and I'm going to jump your bones right here and now. I'll personally make sure we never leave this room."

"Don't tempt me," he says as he slips my finger out of his mouth with a loud pop.

"Okay, that's enough. We need to change before we spontaneously combust," I tell him, making him chuckle.

"Sounds like a good idea. You can borrow whatever you need from my suitcase. What's mine is yours." He presses a bruising kiss to my lips and I pull away. He tries to pull me in one last time and I shake my head at him.

"No more or we'll never leave this place," I tell him and turn to leave the bathroom but not before he spanks me. "I'll get you for that," I throw over my shoulder as I walk out of the bathroom and have no doubt he's grinning. I head straight for his suitcase and grab the same hoodie I used yesterday. I throw it on and retrieve my clothes and belongings while I wait for him to get dressed.

"You may as well leave your clothes here. You're not leaving my side ever again. Tonight you sleep here with me," he tells me nonchalantly and I smile at the thought.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, you're mine now," he tells me as he approaches me in only his boxers and lays a possessive kiss on my lips.

"Fine by me." I drop my pile of wet clothes at our feet and throw my arms around his neck before wrapping my leg around his waist. He lifts my other leg and I don't hesitate to cross my legs behind his back.

"I thought you were hungry."

"I'm more hungry for you," I admit smugly.

"Alexa, you're making this really difficult for me right now," he says with a grin.

"Am I?" I say innocently and lean in before taking his bottom lip between my teeth. He groans and closes his eyes before walking to the bed and throwing me on it.

"No more." I can't help but laugh as I sit up and grab my phone, room key, and wallet. When he's finally ready and smelling delicious as ever, we head to my room. I open the door for us and as soon as we pass the threshold, Nate doesn't hesitate to push me on my bed.

"And you said I was making this difficult," I say when he crawls over me and he doesn't hesitate to silence me with a kiss.

"We can't leave this room without Christening your bed," he insists, kissing his way down my neck.

"Nate!" I exclaim.

"What?" he says with a coy grin.

"I thought you wanted to go eat."

"I did until I saw you walking down the hall in my hoodie," he says, biting down on the tender spot on my neck where he marked me. I groan in response and have no doubt he's smiling in triumph, knowing he's getting what he wants."I'm kidding. Go get ready," he tells me and rolls off me, laying down on the bed.

I gasp and he just laughs.

"What? I thought you wanted to go eat too."

"I did until you got me all hot and bothered."

"I can help you with that," he responds with a boyish grin and I shake my head at him.

"Too late," I say and start to get up but he stops me and pulls me back to him.

"It's never too late." He kisses me and turns us so we're both laying on our sides, making out like two lovesick teenagers.

I feel one of his hands slide down my backside toward the back of my naked thigh and when I feel him start to slide his hand up and under his hoodie, I stop him and push him on his back. "My turn to make you feel good," I tell him and slide down the bed toward his thighs.

He quickly reaches out for my hands and stops me. "Alexa, you don't have to do this."

"I know but I want to," I assure him. He hesitates to let me go but when he sees my mind is all made up he finally lets me go. "I promise I'll make you feel better than you ever have."

"You already have."

"Stop being cheesy. You're ruining the moment," I say jokingly and he just chuckles.

"No more comments from me," he says, doing a zipper motion over his lips.

"That's what I thought." I reach for his pants before he tries to stop me again and makes me change my mind. I can feel my hands shaking but he doesn't comment on it and gives me my space to focus on what I'm doing. I feel his hands squeeze my thighs and know he's doing it in reassurance, to let me know that I'm doing great but I feel anything but confident. "I can't do this," I whisper as I struggle to undo his belt buckle. "I'm way too nervous," I admit embarrassed.

"It's okay." He pulls me in for a kiss and lays me down next to him. "We have all the time in the world to learn together and try everything we want," he reassures me.

"But I feel bad," I say with a pout.

"Don't. It's okay. I promise." When I don't look him in the eyes, he lifts my chin and makes me look at him. "Alexa, it's perfectly normal to be nervous. Today was your first time being intimate with someone. It takes time to learn but don't worry, together we will practice every chance we can," he says with a mischievous grin, making me laugh.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too. But in the meantime, go get dressed and don't take forever. I'm starving and need some food in me so I have some energy for later," he tells me with a wink snd I blush.

I quickly pick out an outfit, get dressed, brush my teeth, and fix my hair. Well, as much as I can. It's sort of a mess now thanks to Nate but my curls don't look too terrible thankfully. Finally, after what feels like forever, we leave the hotel for the first time since arriving in Vegas. We grab a quick bite to eat at a local diner and go ring shopping right after. We find the perfect engagement ring for me and when Nate slips it on my finger, I feel my heart beat a mile a minute.

"I know I just asked you to marry me today and it's probably crazy of me to even suggest this, but will you marry me tonight?"

"Tonight? Are you serious?" I ask shocked and he nods.

"Yes, no better time than the present."

I jump into his arms and kiss him and he doesn't hesitate to lift me and wrap my legs around his waist. "I would love to marry you and be Mrs. Carter forever and ever."

"Nothing would make me happier," he says and turns to the woman who's assisting us. "We're going to need a wedding band for my gorgeous fiancé and a wedding band for me," he tells her and she congratulates us again.

Nate promises to replace the rings when we get home. I insist it's not necessary but he won't hear of it. He tells me he wants me to have the most perfect rings and I have no doubt he'll find them.

While Nate looks for our wedding bands, I fill out the application for our marriage license online on my phone. Thankfully, it's not a hard process at all and I'm done in no time. "I'm done filling out the form. Now we just need to go to the Clark County Marriage License Bureau," I inform Nate.

"Okay, let's go."

"You found our rings already?" I ask surprised.

He nods and pays for our rings after finding them but refuses to let me look at them and tells me I need to wait until the ceremony. I pout at him but of course, it does nothing for him and he just tells me to be patient. Leaving me no choice, I reluctantly agree.

We pick up our marriage license not long after and on our way out of the office, Nate calls up a chapel and sets everything up so we can get married tonight. It's hard to believe that in only a few hours I'm going to become Mrs. Carter. It's a little scary but also exhilarating to think that Nate and I are going to be together forever after today. I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

"I would take you to the chapel and marry you right this second but I want this to be a day you will always remember."

"I want that too."

"We need to make one more stop then."

"Where?"

"You'll see."

He drives us to the mall and that's when it hits me, we need outfits to get married in. That completely slipped my mind, but I love that he has thought of every single thing and is going out of his way to make our day so special.

We step into the mall and Nate immediately pulls me to the side and hands me his credit card. I quickly hand it back but he refuses to take it.

"Nate, I can pay for my dress," I insist.

"I know that but I want to pay for your dress and everything you need. Let me spoil you. Please," he begs and even puts on the puppy dog eyes for me.

"Fine," I agree, feeling cheated. There's no way I could have said no to that face.

"Thank you for making me the happiest man alive, babe." He kisses me and I sigh into his lips, wishing our kiss never had to end. I nearly groan when he finally pulls away from me. "We have to go shopping," he reminds me.

"Oh, right. That we do."

He gives me a quick kiss goodbye before leaving me to go our separate ways. I make my way to a clothing store for plus-sized women and tell the girls who are working I'm getting married and they all are giddy and more than happy to help me find the perfect dress, heels, and lingerie to impress my hubby to be. It takes me a bit to find the perfect dress and accessories but with the help of the girls, I finally find everything I need and cannot wait for Nate to see me in it.

Nate and I meet up an hour and a half later with our outfits still in their bags. He immediately takes notice of my huge bag that is holding my dress. I hug it to my chest and he chuckles.

"I guess I'm not getting a peek."

"Nope. You can wait until we're at the altar."

"I can't wait for that," he says with a boyish smile.

"Me either but first I need to visit a salon. I can't be looking like a lion on my wedding day," I say pointing to my too puffy curls.

"I love your hair," he says, running his finger over my curls.

"I love it too but it needs to be tamed."

"Let's go get it tamed then," he says with a laugh and lets me lead the way to the nearest salon in the mall. He kisses me at the door and I reluctantly pull away from him and step inside the salon. When I walk in, all eyes are on me. I happily tell all the ladies I'm getting married and they all get excited for me and start working on me immediately, and do all the works for me. Hair, makeup, and a manicure and a pedicure.

Nate waits patiently for me outside the salon and when I finally am all dolled up, I meet him outside. The moment he looks up from his phone and takes me in his jaw drops and his phone clatters to the floor. He quickly picks it up off the floor along with his jaw and just looks at me as if I'm the most beautiful woman in existence.

"You like?" I ask nervously, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

"I love." He closes the distance between us and kisses me. "I love you so much," he whispers against my lips and I smile.

"Ditto."

"Ready to become, Mrs. Carter?" he asks me and I nod.

"I've never been more ready for anything in my life," I say with the biggest smile and mean every word of it.

"Let's go," he says and takes me to a cute little chapel he found online when we were at the Marriage License Bureau. The moment we step inside, I'm taken aside by one of the employees to get changed while Nate finishes arranging everything he started over the phone with them.

The employee helps me with my dress and when I'm all dressed and ready, she leaves me to wait for a bit while they finish getting everything set up. I can't help but feel nervous the longer I sit there by myself. I force myself to take deep breaths and push through the nerves as I wait for my moment to walk down the aisle to the altar. Finally, after what feels like forever, I'm told it's time.

This is it. I'm getting married and am going to walk through those doors as Alexa Williams one last time and am going to come out Alexa Carter, and I cannot wait.

The employee walks me to the door of the small venue we're going to be married in and I take a deep breath as I wait for the doors to open and the music to start. I count the seconds in my head and when I reach ninety the double doors finally open from the inside and I look up to meet my fiancé's gaze. When our eyes connect, I forget how to breathe.

Nate.

He looks gorgeous in his all-black ensemble. He's wearing biker boots under his black jeans and a long-sleeve button-up shirt under a vest. The long sleeves of his shirt are rolled up to his elbows, showing off his muscular forearms. His outfit couldn't be more perfect and more him. It makes him look like a hot punk prince and I love everything about it.

I notice him look me up and down and smile as he takes me in as I stand there in my beautiful black dress. Yes, you heard me right. My wedding dress is black and I feel stunning in it.

I always thought I would be a traditional bride when it came to getting married but when my eyes landed on this dress in the store, I just knew it was the one for me. It didn't matter that it was black. This dress was made for me and couldn't be more perfect.

I feel like a goddess in my black dress that has long sleeves made from lace and a plunging neckline. It shows more skin than I'm used to. It's daring but it's my wedding day and today I want to feel beautiful and sexy as I walk down the aisle towards my hubby to be, and I feel that and so much more.

I love that it fits my upper half like a second skin and ties at the back in a sexy corset. I have no doubt Nate will love untying the back when we get back to his room and I will enjoy every second of it.

I nervously run my hands down my sides to the skirt of the dress that flares out at the waist and highlights my curves, making me feel like a sexy queen. The skirt of the dress is long and flows behind me and couldn't be more perfect for my wedding day. What I love most about my dress is that the skirt is covered in the most beautiful rose print. There are roses in all shapes, sizes, and colors and it is stunning.

My dress is far from traditional but to me, it's perfect. And I have no doubt Nate loves it just as much as I do with the way he eats me up with his eyes.

A song starts playing and I realize it's an instrumental cover of "Can't Help Falling in Love" by Elvis Presley. I tear up and smile as I walk to the beat of one of my favorite songs. I love that Nate chose this song for our big day. It couldn't be more perfect for us.

I finally make it to Nate and feel like my heart is going to fall out of my chest when he extends his hand toward me. I place my hand in his and love that he takes the time to take in my freshly painted nails that are black just like my dress. I'm sure he wondered why I chose black for my fingernails and toenails when I first walked out of the salon and now he knows. It was to match my gorgeous dress, but I love that I match my fiancee and soon to be hubby too.