The ceremony was quick and to the point, which was the way she liked it. She’d had a blast being admired in the beautiful wedding gown that Adam had bought her, but it was also the most uncomfortable thing she had ever put on. After wearing it for an hour, she was ready to be out of the thing and let her hair down to party. They both got dressed into something more comfortable and rode to the reception.
The reception was the biggest party by far that she had ever been to and probably ever would be, or at least until one of Adam’s wealthy friends got married. His best buddy, Anthony, had been married twice already and was only twenty-five. He was ridiculous and judging by the way he was flirting with all of the bridesmaids he would be getting married again soon. She guessed for some people marriage was just a habit.
Beth loved all of the adulation that she was being given from all of her friends and family and also from all of the people that she didn’t even know. She kept staring at the huge table full of gifts that awaited them later. How in the world were they going to open all of that stuff?
The end of the evening came with the first dance of the newlyweds. Beth was a little nervous about this because she was not the best dancer, but Adam guided her through it and she realized that everyone was so in awe of the true love they were seeing between the two of them that they didn’t care if she tripped or fell. She could have probably goofed up any which way that did not end up with her naked and they would have been ok with it. It was the romance that people loved to see; that was why people went to weddings to begin with.
After the wedding as they were being driven to the airport in their limo on their way to London for the first leg of their honeymoon, Adam told Beth how much he loved her.
“Beth, I vow to do everything in my power to give you the kind of life that you deserve and be the kind of man that you deserve. I love you more than anybody could love someone.”
Beth smiled as the tears welled up in her eyes. Adam leaned forward and kissed her gently, taking her in his arms, and holding her close. She could feel the beating of his heart and she thought she could hear the beating of her own and the two sounded in perfect sync with each other. She smiled enjoying the sentiment, as cheesy as she thought it sounded. She was living in her very own fairytale.
As they boarded the airplane headed for London she took Adam’s hand and held it tightly. Then she closed her eyes, leaned back in her spacious first class seat and thought of beautiful things.
The End
About the Author
Summer Cooper is a British romance writer who currently resides in England with her husband. As a child, her original short stories were very well received by friends and family, and this instilled in her a love for entertaining people with the written word. When she is not writing, she can often be found practising piano or playing with her dog.
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