when you say you love me, know I love you more

when you say you love me, know I love you more by sassy

“Have I mentioned how good that ring looks on you?” Trey whispered as he ran a bar of soap over my stomach in an attempt of killing me with his touch.
“A few times.” I grinned and turned my head back to press a kiss against him.
“I'm sure you’ll hear it more still.” He grinned back and ran the soap up to my breasts which had me sighing and then turning in his arms.
“Trey….if you start that again we’ll never get out.”
“Is that a problem?” He questioned, probably noticing the way my nipples perked up when he touched them. I can't help the effect he had on me.

“It is!!! You promised we would go out today!” I protested, not because it really was a problem, but it could be when we had other plans for the night.
He smiled and cupped my face, pulling me into a kiss as he pressed my body against the wall, trapping me with his. “It’s so hard to keep that promise….” He admitted, his voice low and sexy and sending shivers down my spine. Since we got engaged it was like we were a new couple all over again, and it was wonderful.
“Mmmm….can’t you wait until after dinner?” I suggested in a purr, fighting an internal battle between my lower parts which wanted him all over again while my brain knew that we couldn't really miss our dinner with our families.
He nuzzled my neck and inhaled my scent as he pressed his body harder against mine. “You feel perfect in my arms Jules you know that?” He whispered and I looked up at him with so much adoration I thought that if I died right now I'd die super happy. “Okay get that perfect booty out of the shower and stop coming on to me.” He spanked me as he teased and I rolled my eyes and then stuck my tongue out at him.
“We’re going to be late.” I pointed out, never a fan of being late but I was trying to be better, less a pain in the ass.
He shrugged. “It’s only our family.” He gave me a grin and I licked my lips.
“I can’t wait to tell them.” I admitted, feeling myself glow with excitement and making him groan.
“Stop being so irresistible babe or we’ll just have to cancel."
At that I laughed and stepped out the shower, pinching his dreamy a.ss in the process before reaching for our robes. "I can't stop! I think I'm a natural." I said in a playful tone as I cocooned my body into the soft white fabric and watched my fiancé doing the same. Yum.
"Don't you think I know?" He sighed dramatically, tangling his hand into my wet hair to pull my face close to his again to press another kiss on my waiting lips. It was as if we couldn't resist more than three seconds without having some kind of physical contact, and it was great, just like we once used to. "That's why I'm marrying you."
"Silly me I thought you were marrying me for my brain." I teased before pulling away regretfully and heading to our bedroom, feeling his eyes still on me and, more likely, on my a.ss. "Where are we going? I don't know what to wear."
"How am I supposed to help you? You're the fashion expert." He said from behind me, his voice so warm that it made me want to just run to him and glue my body against his forever.
I tossed my head over my shoulder to shot him a grin as I undo my robe, knowing the effect I had on him always but pretending I didn't. "You should tell me what kind of place you're taking me." I said quietly, so many outfits going through my mind already as I waited for his.
"Guess." He grinned back at me, faster than me at taking his robe off and making my eyes drop down his strong muscular body. I swear he was like a living statue, so perfect and hard all over sometimes I wondered how was even possible. He wasn't human.
"My fave?" I tried, composing again and easing my body out of my robe then setting it on a chair before opening one of my drawers to pick my lingerie.
"No." Came his response and even if I wasn't looking at him I knew he was looking at me, I just felt it in my bones. "It's a new fancy restaurant, you'll like it."
I turned around, stepping into a pair or barely existent lacy panties and pulling up my legs as I peeked at him, "My baby knows what I like."
"Hell I do." He said in monotone, too distracted by my body to tell me more about our night out. When I didn't add anything he moved his eyes on my face, raising one eyebrow, "No bra tonight?"
"You wish." I grinned at him and the way he was still staring, my whole body blushing and never getting used to that kind of attention because it was just too flattering. I picked a matching bra, and with matching I meant that it was barely there too just like my panties. That wasn't even proper lingerie, it was only lace to tease my man. "Please tell me you're wearing a suit." I added as an afterthought, loving seeing him in one of those.
"Do I have to?" He asked and gave me that puppy face that always made me melt.
I shrugged, thinking that he could wear a paper bag and still be the most handsome man in the whole universe. "You said it was fancy." I said causally, too lost in my own rack of dresses to worry about what my man would wear. He would be perfect no matter what.
“I always look fancy with you as my accessory.” Trey teased and I turned and laughed. What kind of boyfriend, correction, fiancé, said that? Only the perfect one for me.
“You’re sillier than usual Trey.” I shook my head as I picked out a red cocktail dress and slipped it over my body. Maybe it was too much and I was against wearing red so close to holiday season, but oh well. I had nothing else to wear.
“Wow.” He said simply when I turned around to step into my heels and look up at him.
“What?”
He stepped closer and took his time appreciating every curve of my body, making my cheeks match my dress for sure. “I like you in red.” He said finally, his thumb tracing my mouth. “Matches your lips.”
At the compliment, mixed with his soft touch, I felt a wave of desire almost making me want to take my dress off again, before I reached out and bit his thumb lightly instead. “Get dressed Trey! You know I hate being late.”
He grinned and pulled on a pair of suit pants and a dark blue button up shirt, pulling his jacket on as I fiddled with my makeup at the vanity across the room, peeking at him from time to time because I love watching him getting dressed. It was like watching a show. “I love this.” He said simply, watching as I turned, messing with the back of an earring.
“What?”
“Being us again.” He replied. “But better.”
I beamed as my heart melted. “I love it too.” I grinned and reached up to kiss his lips chastely.

**

“I told you we wouldn’t be late.” Trey smirked as he pulled out my chair and sat next to me.
“No instead the rest of the family is.” I glared at the empty chairs and he laughed. What was so hard with being on time? And no one had such a good excuse as having someone like Trey, still we were here.
“Not everyone is as anal about punctuality as you are gorgeous.” He replied, ordering a few bottles of champagne from the waiter and smiling as he saw his mother walking in with his dad close behind her.
“Trey!” She beamed as she walked towards us, looking as elegant as she always did which didn't surprise me since it was like her full time job. She hugged him tight before pulling back. “You look more like your father every day.”
“Don’t insult the boy.” Trey's dad said grinning as he wrapped an arm around his shoulder and watched as his wife pulled me into a hug too while I resisted the urge to point out that Trey was a lot better than his dad and not just because of his looks.
“And Julia you look positively gorgeous, is your family coming too?”
“Should be.” I nodded, feeling annoyed again as his parents took their seats at the other side of the table, Trey's dad still pulling out his phone to do work on even now as his wife rolled her eyes at him.
I moved my eyes from him to Trey and plastered a smile on my lips as I kept my voice low, "If you ever do that to me, you're a dead man." I warned him since I never liked that kind of behavior. I thought it was disrespectful, mostly when you could talk to your son, the son you barely saw except for when he needed a bachelor pad. Meh.
Trey leaned into me, his voice as low but only a lot sexier, plus his smile was a lot more genuine. "Don't worry love, you're the hard working one." He teased me and I rolled my eyes, but a small kiss on my lips silenced me before I could even start. I was going to marry an amazing, sweet man.
I reached for his hand from under the table and beamed at him once again before his mom cleared her throat lightly. "How's work going darling? I haven't read anything about your parties in a while." She said with her gentle smile, her voice so soft and calm that sometimes I wondered if she practiced it at home. She looked like one of those wives in the magazines, it was crazy and a little sad too. It wasn't that I didn't like her, actually I did, but she was just so much different from me, I guessed that said a lot about Trey.
"It's a little slow down right now, you know it always is before the holidays season." I nodded as I forced myself not to wave my hand in the air like I did every time I talked about my job, not wanting to spoil the news of our engagement by flashing her my gorgeous ring. "But I'll make sure you'll get your usual invitation for Vogue's Christmas party." I added.
"That'd be lovely." She kept smiling before her pretty eyes got shadowed for a moment, "It was such a shame I missed it out last year."
Trey's body tensed and I knew why. Last year had been the most miserable time of my life, when we weren't together. I offered him a reassuring smile and squeezed his hand. "Will you go with mom?" He asked to his dad who was completely out of our conversation, all of our eyes on the man now.
"Where?" He looked up and blinked his eyes, finally out of his daze.
Trey's mom sighed and I did too, fortunately a loud shriek broke the semi silence of the restaurant and I knew that it only meant one thing. My beautiful niece was there, and the rest of my family too. I could finally relax since yes, my parents were serious persons too, but still easier to be around. I might have been biased though. "They're here finally!" I exclaimed, smiling at Trey and feeling really really excited while he looked a little nervous instead. He hadn't seen them since our breakup, but they loved them, had even took his parts back then. "It's going to be okay baby." I added in a whisper.
“There’s my cutie!” I wrapped up baby Lyla in my arms and started cooing at her as Trey grinned. I loved kids, always had.
“Hey man.” Sean grinned at my fiancé, his anger at our breakup apparently forgotten thank god.
Trey smiled back and shook his hand, reaching out to give his wife Greta a kiss on the cheek. “Trey you look more handsome every time I see you.” She winked and he laughed.
“You are too good for Sean you know that?” He laughed and Sean shot him a glare. I swear they were exactly like they were when they were younger, only now they were both stuck with two amazing women. I didn't even bother to get between them, they were just silly.
“Keep hitting on my wife see what happens.”
Trey shook his head as Greta laughed. “Oh you boys.”
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a baby hog?” My sister Louise smiled as she crowded me and the baby, poking her nose and laughing as she started giggling at us and reaching out to pull on our hair.
“Yes I am and I don’t mind.” I beamed at my sister and my niece before handing the baby off to Louise as I went to greet my parents, my fiancé joining me a moment later.
“Trey it’s good to see you.” My father nodded his head towards him and reached out his hand.
“You too.” Trey smiled, his whole body relaxing as he saw himself how my parents still loved him like they always did.
“Derek you’re always so formal, Trey is a part of the family!” My mother leaned in and gave him a big hug.
He hugged her back and finally we were all sitting at the table and ordering more champagne and appetizers.
I took a deep breath and smiled at him, reaching for his hand once again since I needed some kind of contact always. Our fingers tangled together and Louise, who was sitting next to me, glanced down at our intertwined hands, her eyes widening once she spotted the ring I was trying to hide so bad even though it was kind of hard. It might be a simple one, but it had its own sparkling light that could blind you. "Oh my god, shut up!" She squealed in a whisper when I parted my lips.
I narrowed my eyes on her even though I could feel a smirk tug at my lips, "No you shut up! Don't ruin it!" I said in a quiet tone, trying to act low key since I didn't want to get everyone's attention.
Of course my baby noticed and stopped talking to my mom to turn his head in my direction, "Everything okay baby?" He asked as he raised one eyebrow slowly.
Louise nodded as she shot him a one million watt smile, "Perfect." She answered before I could.
"What are you up to?" Sean cut in the conversation, knowing that smile on our sister's face a little too well.
"Nothing." She shrugged nonchalantly, acting innocent when she was far from that. She was a hurricane, even if this time had done nothing. Yet. "I'm not the one who asked us all out for lunch." She added, grinning at me.
"Can't I see my family all together once in a while?" I asked back, trying to make a point when really, we rarely went out all together unless it was someone's birthday and not because we didn't enjoy each other's company, but because it was hard to find a day, a hour, a place that could work for us all.
My father gave me a questioning look I decided to ignore, since I was generally bad at keeping secret but with my dad? It was impossible. "You had a really nice idea." Trey's mom smiled at me, always being her nice charming self. A little naive too.
"Thank god there's someone who sees it like that too." I smiled back at her then glanced at Trey since I could feel his eyes on me, "But there's something we need to tell you."
At my words Trey beamed at me before he lifted our hands from under the table and basically put my ring on display. "She said yes." He said to our families, proud and happiness in his tone while I was melting for good.
Greta and Louise both started shrieking along with my mother while his parents grinned wide and my brother patted him on the back. “It’s about damn time.” Sean grinned shaking his head. “Damn time.”
“Finally making an honest woman out of my sis.” Louise laughed and Sean groaned while our mother gave her a sharp look.
“That’s wonderful Trey we’re so happy for you both.” His mother said as he reached out and kissed her swiftly on the cheek. “I bet your father could book the Plaza in time for next fall.”
There was more shrieking from the girls but I shook my head. It was a nice thought, a nice idea too, but the Plaza? It was too much even for me. “Oh goodness, that’s way too much, I think I'm going to go for something a little more toned down.”
“You’re throwing a party for yourself and YOU want it to be toned down?” Sean asked with his brow raised just as his cute daughter started laughing hysterically at the glass in front of her. “See? Even the baby thinks that’s crazy.”
The table all laughed before I bit my lip and blushed a little. “I said a little more toned down….” I trailed off, thinking about the options I had in my head already. At first I had thought it would have been nice to go out of town, in the Hamptons maybe, but then I had realized that we couldn't really leave New York, that was OUR city and that was where I wanted to get married to the love of my life. All I needed was a terrace, or a roof garden, with Central park at our feet and that beautiful skyline surrounding us.
“Oh so you’re just cutting out the doves being released at the moment of I do then?” Greta teased me. God doves...no, no doves.
Trey looked over at his dad who seemed a little uncomfortable, but the moment his wife reached over and grabbed his hand and he relaxed, him looking back at her like she was the light of his world. I was happy that both Trey and I had good models, they way our parents looked at each other was exactly how I looked at Trey and he looked at me.
“Does this mean I can expect a grand-daughter or grand-son soon?” His dad asked, shocking me and Trey and even his mom as we all turned to look at them.
“Someday.“ Trey grinned, looking happier than I could remember in a long time. Trey, a baby, a family together...a life together. Everything was so perfect.
“Well then I think we need some more champagne.” His dad grinned, refilling all the glasses and lifting his. “To Trey and Julia, may the happiness they feel now be only greater in each day to come.”
I glanced at Trey as I downed my champagne, noticing the expression on his handsome face. He was surprised, happy too but mostly surprised by his father's words and I was glad for him since I knew how much his parents meant to him even if he didn't see them much. "Thanks." I said to our families, smiling genuinely and reached for his hand again, "We're happy to share this new chapter of our lives with you."
"How did you get her so cheesy?" My sister broke into a laugh and I rolled my eyes at her even though I was still smiling.
Greta nudged her with a smirk on her face, "You're just jealous." She pointed out and everyone laughed again. There was so much happiness in the air I felt almost dizzy.
"Trey is a wonderful man, you did a great job." My mom said to treys mom, squeezing her hand and giving her a sweet smile that said how much she loved my fiancé too.
"Stop mom or hell start blushing." My brother cut into the conversation in a teasing tone as he smirked at Trey.
He shook his head, "You'll never see me blush." He grinned back at his best friend.
I leaned into him and pressed my lips against his ear, "But I do." I whispered before pulling my head back and looking into his eyes, seeing so much love in them that I felt warm all over.
He reached for a loose wisp of my hair and tucked it behind my ear, his lips parting to speak but, once again, someone else of our family interrupted us. "Did you think about a date already?" My father asked and we all looked at him with surprise. "What? She's a crazy planner." He shrugged.
"That she is." Trey grinned at me and I smacked his arm playfully.
"That's good, mostly when you have to plan a wedding...there's so much to do!" Treys mom pointed out, taking my side but it wasn't just that, I had the feeling that shed want to be part of it. I'd let her, I wanted our wedding to be like a great party for everyone, a day to celebrate how lucky we were.
"I could use a lot of help." I smiled sweetly at his mother who lit up.
"Whatever you need." She replied, looking touched and Trey squeezed my hand. I knew how much that meant to him and while having so many people wanting to help could scare anyone, it didn't scare me. Coordinating things and people to plan a great party was my job after all.
"Careful saying that mom she works people hard." I caught her eyes and he smirked as the table laughed.
"I'm looking forward to the challenge." She grinned and took another sip of her champagne.
"Did you look at dresses yet?" Greta asked.
I shrugged. "Only kind of." I bit my lip and he turned towards me, looking at me in a weird way that was full of love anyway. I tried to picture him in a tux, looking incredibly handsome and waiting for me and in that moment I knew that the dress I'd wear wouldn't make any difference.
"I'm surprised you didn't just elope and tell us weeks later." My sister joked.
"That's something YOU would do." Sean retorted seriously. "But don't." He shook his head. "I can only deal with one sister's boyfriend at a time."
"Fiancé." I corrected him, reaching out to press a soft kiss against my baby's lips.
"It took you long enough." My father smirked, but there was a seriousness underlying his words.
"Dad." I shot my father a glare and Trey squeezed my thigh under the table.
"He's right." He agreed. "I'm just lucky you stayed around as long as you did."