It was always you.

It was always you. by nadiaa featuring a 100 leather belt

Chloe and I walked hand in hand on the grounds of my father’s estate with the wedding planner. The two of us might not be married yet, but it felt that way… We barely had planned anything even though it had been months since I had proposed. The only reason we really started was Bea was pressuring us because she wanted to be a flower girl that badly.

“So do we want to do the ceremony outside and the reception inside? Or both outside or inside?” The wedding planner said with a smile. My father’s wife had hired her for us, swearing up and down she was the best and they were treating us.

Chloe looked at me for an answer, but I really didn’t mind either way. I just wanted her to be happy with the wedding, “What do you think?”

I shrugged, “Honestly, it’s whatever you dream of baby. The weather is going to be beautiful that time of the year. We can do it both outside, but whatever you want.” I told her honestly, making her grin.

“This is our wedding baby… I’m not going to force all my choices on you.” She told me and I pulled her close to me.

“I’ll marry you in a courthouse baby. It doesn’t matter.” I grinned.

She sighed and turned towards the wedding planner, “Do you see what I have to deal with?”

She laughed and nodded, “I’ve done this for a long time, most men are like him. I think doing the ceremony and reception outside would be perfect. We can set up the ceremony in the garden and then we can move the reception towards the pool area.”

“The garden is beautiful.” Chloe brightened with happiness as she looked at me.

I nodded along, “And it’s not too small. It can accommodate all our friends and family.” I smiled.

Chloe grinned and nodded, “Sounds perfect, but you can’t just agree with me throughout all of this!” She laughed.

I smirked, “Why not? I want what you want baby. If you want me to wear a rainbow suit and do a dance, I will.” I said honestly. I would do anything for her.

She lifted a brow, “What kind of dance would that be? A sexy one where you remove the rainbow suit?” She teased.

“If it’s what you want, then it’s what you get.” I shrugged, keeping a straight face.

She laughed and shook her head, “You’d give every woman over 50 a heart attack.”

“Hey, I’m over 50 and trust me when I say that I wouldn’t let a heart attack stop me from watching that.” The wedding planner piped in as she winked at me, making us all laugh. At least she got our humor.

“No rainbow suit.” I replied with a grin, looking to Shelly, “Sorry.”

“What about for our honeymoon?” She tilted her head to the side, giving me a seductive look. We were debating where we’d spend the honeymoon. I wanted a private beach where the two of us could spend all day and night naked and making love.

“I thought you made a no clothes allowed rule?” I grinned wider, shooting her a look.

“Oh, so you do listen to me.” She grinned back at me.

The wedding planner interrupted us with a laugh, “I hate to interrupt with two young lovers, but there’s a lot of work to be done. Shall we get back to business?” She looked at the two of us and we both nodded, “Alright then, we have decided on an outdoor wedding. Do you have any idea about the number of guests?”

“A few hundred?” Chloe guestimated and then she looked back at me. I could only shrug because I had no idea.

I knew Chloe was frustrated with me, but I couldn’t help it… “Okay, so my family is going to take up a ton of room.” I smirked as she hit me, “In all honestly, I just want this to be close family and friends… this isn’t a media spectacle.” That was one thing for sure I didn’t want. I wasn’t selling pictures of my wedding nor did I want media there.

Chloe nodded, “I agree. We’re going to need a lot of security to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

The wedding planner nodded, “We can make that happen. We’ll have lots of security and we’ll confiscate guests cameras if need be.”

“I think we can trust our guests…” I trailed off, not wanting to be that strict, “We want people to have fun, but I think people have to show their invitation to get in. I don’t want anybody not invited to be able to get in.”

Chloe nodded, “That sounds good, so back to the number?” She turned back to me.

I sighed, “I’m guessing no more than 300?” I threw out a number, hoping I was close.

The wedding planner shook her head and laughed, “We’ll come back to that. Do you have ideas of what kind of food you want?”

I smirked, “It better be f.ucking delicious.” I told them, knowing that food had to be the best feature of the wedding.

Chloe laughed once more, “Leave it to the man to only care about the food.”

She shook her head, chuckling, “Men love food. That’s the one thing all the grooms I’ve come across have an opinion about. That and the liquor.”

“Oh, we need a full bar.” I smirked, “And we need it to be flowing all night.” I said, knowing that I wanted a drink in my hand all night long.

Chloe crossed her arms over her chest, “You’re not allowed to be drunk on our wedding night!”

I smirked, leaning in to kiss her gently on the lips, “Just buzzed. You make me feel drunk enough.”

She grinned, “Thank you for the cheesy compliment, but no, you will not risk getting drunk on our wedding night.”

I raised a brow, “Will you be monitoring my drinks?”

“No.” She shook her head and wrinkled her nose, “You’ll be too busy to have a drink in your hand all night.”

“Busy?” I asked, amused.

“Oh yes.” Shelly nodded her head, “Between guests coming up to congratulate you every second? There’s the dinner, cake, the first dance… You’ll be a busy man.”

Chloe nodded along, “Yes. Just what she said.”

I groaned, “Are you sure you don’t want to elope? It’s not too late.” I suggested.

She laughed and tilted her head to kiss me, “Just think about the honeymoon. You don’t get a honeymoon if we elope."

I sighed, “Okay, I’m thinking of our honeymoon, but a beer won’t kill me.” I winked.

“One beer.” She smirked, “That’s it.”

“Deal.” I kissed her on the cheek.

Shelly smiled, lovingly at the two of us, “You have yourself a keeper. A man that agrees with you is hard to find.”

Chloe and I smirked back at each other knowing that wasn’t the whole story, but instead she nodded and leaned into me, “I have a great man.”

I smiled, kissing the top of her head, “She’s the keeper.”

“CHLOE!” I heard a tiny voice as we turned around to see Bea running towards us in her school uniform. She jumped into Chloe’s arms, “Daddy didn’t tell me you two were coming.”

“It was a surprise.” I smirked as she moved herself into my arms to hug me, “We’re planning the wedding.”

She gasped, “Really?!” I nodded, “Can Stella make my dress now?” She said excitedly and I knew she hadn’t stopped thinking about her flower girl dress since I proposed.

I chuckled, “Not quite yet. I don’t even think Chloe has figured out what she wants for her dress.”

Chloe grinned, “Well actually I have talked to Stella about some designs.” 

I raised a brow, “Oh really?” She nodded, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because the groom isn’t supposed to know about the dress silly!” Bea piped in, making her two cents known, “It’s bad luck to see the dress before the wedding!”

I narrowed my eyes, “How do you know?”

She pouted, “I know stuff!” I smirked at her, “Chloe told me when she talked to Stella!” 

I sighed, “Nobody tells me anything.”

“That’s you because you want to know nothing instead.” Chloe winked, kissing me.

I sighed, “Do you want me to ask more?” I grinned.

“I wouldn’t tell you about my dress even if you begged me.” She grinned wide at me as she looked as if she was glowing and I wondered what was going on inside her head.

“You’re the beggar in this relationship.” I joked as she just shook her head.

Shelly cleared her throat, hating when when we got off track, but it was too easy for us to do, “Since the flower girl is here, we can talk about the floral arrangements.” She smiled at Bea. “Does anyone have an opinion? Colors?”

“Roses?” I shrugged, trying to contribute, but those were the only flowers I could think of.

Chloe looked at me like I had committed a moral sin, “Roses? Are you serious?”

“You like roses.” I shrugged, “What’s wrong with roses?!”

“Too common.” She said simply looking back at Shelly. “I was thinking peonies, tulips and raspberry cyclamens.”

Raspberry cyclamens? Huh?!

Shelly clasped her hands in excitement, “We can do a pink and red centerpiece on each table. Begin with a few drops of pink in the blooms of sweet peas, hyacinths and nerines culminates in a deluge of fuchsia peonies, ruby fringe tulips and raspberry cyclamens.”

My eyes were wide open and my mouth was slightly ajar, trying to figure out everything that was just said, “Can you repeat that?”

She laughed and shook my response off, “It will be stunning!”

“It sounds perfect.” Chloe replied.

“Yeah.” I nodded, still stuck on cyclamens… I didn’t know what half the sh.it she just said, but if Chloe thought it was perfect, I was inclined to agree.

Shelly laughed, “Are you sure you want him here? After a while, brides seem to get tired of their grooms just following and agreeing.”

Chloe smiled and looked back at me, “Do you want to take Bea and catch up while I finish here with Shelly? Honestly I could use a break too.”

I nodded, sighing, relieved, “Yes, thank you. Don’t be too long.” I kissed her on the lips, “We’ll go to the kitchen.”

“You won’t make any important choices without me, will you Chloe?” Bea pouted, distraught at the idea.

Chloe laughed and shook her head, “Nothing important at all. I promise.”

Bea instantly smiled, “Good.”

“Let’s go squirt.” I grinned as I sat her down and grabbed her hand as we walked towards the house.

"I'm not squirt." She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

I laughed, “Okay, you’re not a squirt. How was school?” I asked her.

“Booorrrinngg.” She said over dramatically. “Why can’t I be homeschooled like you and everyone else?”

I laughed, “One day you’re going to appreciate it. Home schooling it not what it seems Bea. You don’t have your friends there. Just family.”

“Boo.” She pouted once more as we walked into the kitchen where the nanny was cooking something and Bea sat up on a stool, “Is that dinner?”

The nanny nodded, “Yes. Do you want some cheese to tide you over?”

Bea nodded back politely, “Yes, please.”

I sat next to her, smiling as I gave her a kiss on the forehead, wondering if Chloe and I would have a girl… Or a boy. Our future was more on my mind now than any time before. I couldn’t wait for us to start for that.

“So we’ll call you tomorrow to get together again?” I heard Chloe’s voice talking to Shelly.

“Sounds wonderful. It was so great meeting you Chloe and I’m so happy that you guys are using me. I can’t wait for this wedding.” She squealed, and I’m sure giving Chloe a hug.

“I just can’t wait to marry that man.” I heard Chloe say to Shelly and my chest puffed up with pride. That was my girl.

I walked up behind her, and wrapped my arms around her waist, “Are you talking about me?” I asked with a smile.

Shelly sighed at the two of us, “I better go before I start tearing up! I just met you two and I’m already in love with the both of you.”

Chloe laughed, “Thank you for everything.”

“Don’t forget to call me tomorrow.” Shelly added with a wave of her hand.

“Great meeting you.” I finished as she left through the front door, “That woman is seriously weird.” I said after the door closed.

She laughed and turned in my arms, tilting her head, “I liked her.”

“You would… you’re a little crazy too.” I grinned.

Her mouth dropped before she smiled and leaned into me, “Crazy for you."