Not That Kind of Love
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“When will all this be Mich, you won’t wear my ring, we aren’t making any progress here.” He looked more lost and less self confident in that Moment than I’d ever seen him. I held my arms out to him. He came and wrapped himself around me. “I want to marry you.” He murmured against my ear. “I just feel like it’s urgent. I feel it deep in my belly. I need it.” My heart crushed at this. He knew I wouldn’t be able to resist that ‘I need it’ bit. “Why are you so against it?”
“I don’t know. There is so much that we haven’t talked about, so much that we need to talk about.” He nodded and let go of me to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Like what?” He sat with his elbows were on his knees and his shoulders slumped, his head down.
“Like you keep saying kids, how many kids? You keep saying wedding and I don’t want one.”
“A few, and why don’t you want to marry me?” I knelt on the carpet at his feet and looked up into his beautiful face.
“Jamie, I do want to marry you but I don’t want the big wedding. I want to go to the church with our parents and be done with it. I don’t want the five hour ordeal that takes thousands of dollars and months of arrangements, I don’t have it in me.” His eyes met mine and softened. “I just can’t see wasting all that money on a bunch of people that aren’t important to me. I would rather take that money and use it for a down payment on our own place.” His mouth curled into an intoxicating smile.
“Really?” I nodded. “So if I call father Martin at the Sacred Heart and see when he’s free, we can get married?” I chewed my bottom lip, crap. What did I just say?
“Jamie, you’re rushing me again.” His lips pursed. “I’ll wear your ring, but I want my six months.”
“And no more birth control?”
“Six months Jamie. Six months first, then I will stop taking them.” He smiled then and pulled me up to kiss me. He went to his dresser and opened the drawer to retrieve the little blue velvet box. Jamie came back to me.
“Will you wear it now?” I smiled and nodded. He slid the diamond onto my finger and his whole face changed into something softer, calmer and less anxious. I felt it wash over me too, the calm, the rightness of it. It felt incredibly right and suddenly I couldn’t wait to be his forever.
“Jamie?” He looked at me then. “You’re right. I feel it too. Call Father Martin. Nothing else matters but us being together. Let’s get married.” Jamie pulled me up from the floor and kissed me then. It was a soft slow exploration of my mouth. His deft fingers unfastened my bra and whisked my panties down as he pushed me backwards onto the bed. He stripped the blue towel off he’d been wearing around his waist and climbed up the length of me, mouthing and kissing as he went. His tongue smoothed over the crease of my sex, swirling and dipping around my hard little clit. I trembled beneath him. He kissed my belly lovingly and traced his tongue up the ladder of my ribs before he sucked hard on each of my nipples in turn making my body bow beneath him. Jamie eased his length into me, stretching me, filling me, thrilling me. Sliding in and out of me, making my breaths ragged and raspy, he murmured against my ear how much he loved me. How he was going to make me so happy and so proud to be with him. How he was going to fill me and our home with children. The orgasm circled quickly now and hovered on the brink of explosion for just a Moment. “Come for me Mich.” Waves of pleasure poured over me, my eyes dilated and my skin flushed with the enormity of it. I heard him call my name just before he collapsed on me, his breaths as ragged as mine. “God you’re amazing Mrs. Flanagan.” I giggled. I loved what my new name would be, and the way it sounded especially when this beautiful man said it. “You know when I said that it wasn’t that kind of love?” I nodded. “I was right. It is so much more.” He kissed me softly then as he rolled off me and pulled me with him.
Epilogue
Jamie and I were married the following Friday after work. Our parents and his sisters attended. The whole ceremony lasted thirty minutes and we had a small reception at our house afterward. I stopped taking the birth control pills the next morning. Within two months I was expecting our first child. We were both ecstatic. We used the wedding money that my parents had put aside to put a down payment on a house not very far from where we’d grown up, our children would attend the same schools that we had. And conveniently, we would be mere minutes from an available grandparent should we stumble into trouble.
I finally figured out that putting things off especially when it comes to those that we love is stupid. You never know what could happen. We wasted too many years being afraid to tell each other how we felt but we will never waste another Moment.
The End
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