I let out a long sigh as I realized I was awake, but kept my eyes shut while I wondered if Jake was still asleep. I felt his strong arm wrapped around me and his hard chest pressed against my back and our bedroom was quiet, so quiet it almost felt unreal.
As I slowly opened my eyes they landed on the framed picture on my nightstand and I found myself smiling at the picture of my kids, our kids, Jackson and Rosie. Never in my whole life I had imagined I would have had two kids by the age of 30, but here I was instead.
"Oh so you are awake." Jake whispered in a groggy voice as he lifted himself a little, just enough to kiss my shoulder and follow my eyes. "It's weird not having them around, is it?" He asked a moment later, reading my thoughts perfectly like he always did.
As I slowly opened my eyes they landed on the framed picture on my nightstand and I found myself smiling at the picture of my kids, our kids, Jackson and Rosie. Never in my whole life I had imagined I would have had two kids by the age of 30, but here I was instead.
"Oh so you are awake." Jake whispered in a groggy voice as he lifted himself a little, just enough to kiss my shoulder and follow my eyes. "It's weird not having them around, is it?" He asked a moment later, reading my thoughts perfectly like he always did.
I rolled over to face him and nodded in agreement because our mornings were usually so different. Jackson rushed to us as fast as he could and Rosie started screaming to get our attention if she felt left behind while I held my breath everytime she landed her chubby feet on the floor since she had started walking only lately. "I miss them." I admitted, getting as close as possible to Jake and setting my head against his chest.
His arms pulled me into a tight hug while he set his chin on the top of my head, "I do too." He paused and I knew there was more about to come so I waited patiently. "But I missed being with you too." He added a second later, just like I was expecting.
I glanced up at him, a grin on my face since I knew what he meant. Being parents was amazing, but exhausting, and since our babies were still, well, babies, it was nearly impossible to find time for ourselves only. "Me too." I agreed once again.
He furrowed his brows and a silly expression appeared on his face, one I had been known since he was a little kid. "Did you miss being with yourself?" He asked like the smarass he was sometimes.
I rolled my eyes before pressing a quick kiss on his mouth, but his hand moved quickly and before I could lay my head back on his chest he cupped my jaw. "Not so fast." He said in a low voice, then his lips were on mine.
I kissed him back with all myself, taking my time to savour his lips before allowing his tongue to slip into my mouth and play with mine while my leg went around his hips to keep him close. "Didn't you have enough tonight?" I asked against his mouth as soon as we broke the kiss regretfully, flashes from last night crowding my mind. What had been a normal thing until a few years before, now was a luxury, we had gone out for dinner, just the two of us, in a fancy place where Jake had tried to get me drunk, then he had tried to take advantage of me in the cab while we were going back home and had failed again, but just because I had played hard to get to spice up our night and make him even more impatient than he had already been. What had happened when we had finally gotten to our apartment could only be defined by a word, actually two: sex feast. Or maybe love fest, but God he had been wild and I hadn't been any less, just like the old days when I had been able to scream his name without worrying about waking up our son and daughter. Now, that happened only twice a year, when it was his birthday or, like this case, when it was mine. And still I didn't feel completely comfortable with being far from my babies, no matter how much I loved being alone with Jake.
"I'll never have enough." He said seriously with a smug grin plastered on his handsome face. "And you won't either."
"True. I can't resist my Jakey bear." I sighed as I used the name on purpose, knowing it would make his ego deflate a little.
He groaned in response then rolled over to bury his face between the pillow and my neck.
I let a wide smirk curve my lips as my eyes dropped on the diamond on my ring finger. The day Jake had asked me to marry him seemed now forever ago, yet I remembered every single detail still and while I also remembered that we weren't married yet I realized that I was no longer the girl I was years ago and I'd lie if I said it didn't have anything to do with my 3 years old son and my 1 year old daughter.
Jake pulled his head back, finally, and pressed a soft kiss on my shoulder. "What are you thinking about?" He asked softly.
"Nothing important." I shrugged the question off but I felt him going stiff against me as soon as his eyes travelled to my ring.
"I-" He cut himself off and for a moment he seemed at loss of words, leaving me wonder if he could feel guilty for not being my husband already.
I cupped his face in my hands, reading his expression well, "I don't care if we're not married. We have two kids, live together and love each other madly. You are my husband in every possible way, even if it's not written anywhere." I explained softly, meaning every single word.
He seemed hesitant before he found his voice again. "Don't you regret not marrying me when we were supposed to?" He asked slowly.
Back then it had seemed a big deal and I remembered being upset...but now I knew that we had made the right choice. "No. I was pregnant when you asked me and I didn't want to walk down the aisle looking like a whale, then we had Jackson and we were too busy learning how to become parents to find time for...well, anything else. I still don't know how we managed to make Rosie too to be honest." I let out a chuckle that made him smile too.
"I'll always find time to make love to you." He said back lazily, staring at me with adoration.
"And then...we needed a new apartment, we couldn't waste money on a wedding." I went on, motioning to our bedroom which was bigger then our old one, but mostly this place had all the room for our family, if not more. "Maybe you should have said yes when I proposed to you instead." I added with a hint of amusement in my tone.
He groaned, rolling his eyes, "Will you ever stop using that against me?"
"Nope." I grinned at his annoyance and I leaned into him to kiss him softly but somehow he still seemed a little tense. I hoped I didn't push him too much. "Stop pouting I don't want to ruin my birthday."
"Your birthday was three days ago." He pointed out and his grin was back in place as he pushed my hair out of my face, making me wrinkle my nose.
"So why are we going to celebrate today?" I asked him to prove my point, even though I was just being silly.
"Because my mom insisted to throw you a party." He paused to fake a serious face, "Being 30 is kind of a big deal you know. You're old."
I let out a sigh, "You're mean." It was my turn to pout this time, even if I knew he was just teasing me. "But I feel better because you're older."
At that he laughed before kissing me again. "I'm super old."
"We should get dressed, I don't want to be late at my own party." I paused as I turned serious again, "Your mom is too good to me. I didn't need a party, I already had more than I could ever ask for."
He softened at my words and looked at me with nothing but love and adoration. "We just love you that much." He said seriously, smiling wide before furrowing his brows. "Do you think we have time to make another baby, like, now?!"
"No babies for a while!" I laughed, but deep down I knew we weren't going to stop at two. Why would we?
He sighed and pulled away from me, "Allright then."
"Where are you going, leaving me alone in our bed?" I pouted at him again, watching as he got up but stopped in his tracks immediately.
"What don't you want your present?" He asked in fake shock as he blinked his eyes. Even now, after all those years, he was still my silly Jakey and I loved that. I loved him, so much.
I felt a grin appear on my face, "I thought you already gave me a present..." I trailed off as I thought about the beautiful diamond earrings he gave me.
"That was from me and the kids, this one is from me only." He said in a misterious way then bent over, producing a big box from under our bed. What? "Happy birthday baby." He smiled at me as he gave me the box.
"How didn't I notice it was under our bed?" I asked, both curious and surprised. He just shrugged and gave me no other explanation so I went on and opened it...I found myself gasping as soon as my eyes met the pale pink tulle. I didn't need to look twice to know this was the dress I had been wanting for a full month now but hadn't bought because well, there was no need to buy an expensive gown when I had nowhere to go with it. "Jakey..." I trailed off softly, touched and kind of amused as I imagined him actually going into the shop and buy it when I knew he hated shopping. "You didn't have to, really..."
He sat behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, "Do you like it?"
"Oh I love it." I said as I pulled the delicate dress out of the box, "I love you so much. Thank you baby." I turned around to press a hard kiss on his smiling lips. "I don't know when I'll have the chance to wear it, if ever, but thank you. This makes me really happy." Because it felt like something the old Vi would do, to have a lot of unnecessary clothes just because they were beautiful.
He seemed very pleased with himself as he kissed my neck, "You should wear it today." He suggested.
"I'd look overdressed." I pointed out with a shrug.
"I'm going to wear suit and tie." He said seriously before breaking into another killer smirk, "So that we can match."
I let out a giggle, dying to see him all dressed up because really, he was too handsome for my own sanity. "That'd be so silly."
He brushed his nose up my neck, "But we are silly. Or used to be. No, we are, so you're going to wear your new pretty dress and I'll try to be enough to stand by your side."
I turned into his hold and pushed him flat on the bed before beding over to kiss him hard, pouring all myself into that kiss. "Everyone will think we're crazy." I muttered against his soft lips.
He smiled into my eyes as he brushed my hair off my face, "They already know we are."
---
I kept my eyes on Jake as he drove his car with his usual confidence, his eyes on the road and one hand on my thigh. "You're staring." He pointed out as a loopsided grin curved his sinful lips.
I shrugged, faking nonchalance. "So what?" I asked simply. He was mine, I could stare all I wanted.
"Like what you see?" He asked back, his voice oozing cockiness.
"Eh." I sighed but I was struggling not to smirk like an idiot as I let my eyes take in his formal attire that made him look as if he had just jumped out of the cover of GQ. "Not bad."
"You can't get away with lies just because it's your birthday week." He said back and sighed himself, amusement in his tone this time.
"You're handsome but you already know it, I didn't want to point out the obvious." I retorted and laced my fingers with his as I watched out the window, the landscape turning into one I knew well and segnalating me that our destination was close.
He laughed softly, "So obvious. I wouldn't mind some compliments now and then." He teased me, taking a right turn into his parents house driveway.
"You're already cocky enough." I said back, waiting for him to park his car before going on, "And I always shower you with compliments."
"I know. I'm lucky." He said softly as he leaned into me to kiss me gently.
I smiled against his mouth before glancing around, no one out of the house to greet us. "Super lucky. But so am I." I told him then we both got out of the car, meeting again in front of the door and holding each other's hand like the teenagers we weren't anymore but always were at heart.
Once inside his parent's big house I glanced at him, furrowing my brows. There was something weird. Something wrong. Anxiety kicked in immediately. "Why is it so quiet? Where is everyone? Why oure babies aren't running to us?" I asked him, imagining all of our family in the hospital because of reasons. Being a mom did that to me, it turned me into an irrational worrier.
"They're probably outside in the backyward." He said simply but I could tell he was tense too. I wasn't the only one worrying but I always looked like the only one who did, just because he was better at hiding it.
"Maybe." I said reluctantly as I followed into the large livingroom which was as empty as immaculate. "I'm still having creepy feelings." I added because it didn't matter where our babies were, they always left a trail of toys behind, while now I saw nothing. Nothing at all.
Jake's chest expanded as he stopped and forced me to a halt too, his face suddently turned very serious. I wondered if he was losing his patience and was about to tell me to stop worrying over nothing. He grabbed my hands, turning me to face him. "Everything's okay baby, I promise." He told me quietly.
I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, deciding that he was right and I was overreacting. "You're right." I nodded then opened my eyes again to find him down on his knee. What? "What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?!" I asked, his behaviour bizarre at least.
He shook his head, smiling, a smile that hid something else. He looked nervous and I didn't understand why. "Will you marry me Vi?" He asked, dead serious.
I couldn't help letting out a soft chuckle. "You already asked me that and I already said yes. Are you crazy?" I told him but I wasn't making fun of him, if anything my voice gave away all the love I felt for this man.
"Only about you." His smile turned into a grin.
"Cheesy." I grinned with him, but I was still confused and he was still kneeling at my feet. "Now stop acting like a lunatic and get up."
He swallowed, "I can't, not until you say you're marrying me." He was back to serious Jakey.
I cupped his scruffy cheek with the hand wearing the shining engagement ring, which was a proof that this moment had happened already. "I am Jake. I said yes to that years ago and my answer is still the same." I told him softly.
"I mean now Vi." He added, breathing out the words.
I blinked at him, this still made no sense to me. No sense at all. "But I-"
He cut me off, raising on his feet again and staring at me. "Jackson!" He said out loud, giving me a heart attack.
I didn't even have time to try to wrap my head around whatever was happening, because our blonde son ran into the livingroom, wearing a tiny suit that matched his father's. My heart squeezed in my chest to the point it hurt, he was such a handsome little boy. I started doing the math, slowly.
"Mom!" He wrapped his arms around my tulle covered legs and I bent over him to hug him instead and press a noisy kiss on his chubby cheek. "Everyone's waiting for you and dad." He added, looking so excited he was almost squealing.
I looked up at Jake, who was smiling, "I have no idea of what's happening." I confessed him.
He stared into my eyes with an intensity that took my breath away. "Just say yes."
"Yes." I breathed out, our son already needy with attentions and tugging at our clothes.
"I have to walk you!" He exlaimed as if that made sense to him. It didn't make any to me. He grabbed my hand and his father's, leading us to the french windows that opened before any of us could reach for the handle and revealed something I didn't expect. At all. Jake's parents backyard was now a wedding venue, with rows of people sitting, the aisle that went straight to an arch made of all kinds of flowers in shades of white and pink, our families and friends were gathered there with their eyes on us.
Now, the whole morning, if not the whole weekend made sense. Jackson slipped away from my hold and went to his baby sister who was unsteadily waiting for him at the beginning of the aisle while at the end of if there was Jake's mom, ready to celebrate our wedding. Our wedding. I turned to him as he grabbed my hand, words catching in my throat and tears threatening to fall. I couldn't believe it. For a moment I ignored everyone and focused on Jake, boring my eyes into his and squeezing his hand. "You couldn't get any more perfect even if you tried. I love you so much Jakey, to the point I think words or actions aren't even enough to show you." I whispered to him, so happy I was afraid I'd combust. It had always been him, the center of my world, the love of my life, from the moment we were just kids who played together in this same backyard.
He gave me a smile that got my heart melting, "I love you too Vi, more than anything else." He said back sweetly as he leant into me to kiss me.
"DAD!" Jackson's loud voice brought us back to reality and we chuckled, breaking the kiss before starting to follow our babies down the aisle and towards our happily ever after.
His arms pulled me into a tight hug while he set his chin on the top of my head, "I do too." He paused and I knew there was more about to come so I waited patiently. "But I missed being with you too." He added a second later, just like I was expecting.
I glanced up at him, a grin on my face since I knew what he meant. Being parents was amazing, but exhausting, and since our babies were still, well, babies, it was nearly impossible to find time for ourselves only. "Me too." I agreed once again.
He furrowed his brows and a silly expression appeared on his face, one I had been known since he was a little kid. "Did you miss being with yourself?" He asked like the smarass he was sometimes.
I rolled my eyes before pressing a quick kiss on his mouth, but his hand moved quickly and before I could lay my head back on his chest he cupped my jaw. "Not so fast." He said in a low voice, then his lips were on mine.
I kissed him back with all myself, taking my time to savour his lips before allowing his tongue to slip into my mouth and play with mine while my leg went around his hips to keep him close. "Didn't you have enough tonight?" I asked against his mouth as soon as we broke the kiss regretfully, flashes from last night crowding my mind. What had been a normal thing until a few years before, now was a luxury, we had gone out for dinner, just the two of us, in a fancy place where Jake had tried to get me drunk, then he had tried to take advantage of me in the cab while we were going back home and had failed again, but just because I had played hard to get to spice up our night and make him even more impatient than he had already been. What had happened when we had finally gotten to our apartment could only be defined by a word, actually two: sex feast. Or maybe love fest, but God he had been wild and I hadn't been any less, just like the old days when I had been able to scream his name without worrying about waking up our son and daughter. Now, that happened only twice a year, when it was his birthday or, like this case, when it was mine. And still I didn't feel completely comfortable with being far from my babies, no matter how much I loved being alone with Jake.
"I'll never have enough." He said seriously with a smug grin plastered on his handsome face. "And you won't either."
"True. I can't resist my Jakey bear." I sighed as I used the name on purpose, knowing it would make his ego deflate a little.
He groaned in response then rolled over to bury his face between the pillow and my neck.
I let a wide smirk curve my lips as my eyes dropped on the diamond on my ring finger. The day Jake had asked me to marry him seemed now forever ago, yet I remembered every single detail still and while I also remembered that we weren't married yet I realized that I was no longer the girl I was years ago and I'd lie if I said it didn't have anything to do with my 3 years old son and my 1 year old daughter.
Jake pulled his head back, finally, and pressed a soft kiss on my shoulder. "What are you thinking about?" He asked softly.
"Nothing important." I shrugged the question off but I felt him going stiff against me as soon as his eyes travelled to my ring.
"I-" He cut himself off and for a moment he seemed at loss of words, leaving me wonder if he could feel guilty for not being my husband already.
I cupped his face in my hands, reading his expression well, "I don't care if we're not married. We have two kids, live together and love each other madly. You are my husband in every possible way, even if it's not written anywhere." I explained softly, meaning every single word.
He seemed hesitant before he found his voice again. "Don't you regret not marrying me when we were supposed to?" He asked slowly.
Back then it had seemed a big deal and I remembered being upset...but now I knew that we had made the right choice. "No. I was pregnant when you asked me and I didn't want to walk down the aisle looking like a whale, then we had Jackson and we were too busy learning how to become parents to find time for...well, anything else. I still don't know how we managed to make Rosie too to be honest." I let out a chuckle that made him smile too.
"I'll always find time to make love to you." He said back lazily, staring at me with adoration.
"And then...we needed a new apartment, we couldn't waste money on a wedding." I went on, motioning to our bedroom which was bigger then our old one, but mostly this place had all the room for our family, if not more. "Maybe you should have said yes when I proposed to you instead." I added with a hint of amusement in my tone.
He groaned, rolling his eyes, "Will you ever stop using that against me?"
"Nope." I grinned at his annoyance and I leaned into him to kiss him softly but somehow he still seemed a little tense. I hoped I didn't push him too much. "Stop pouting I don't want to ruin my birthday."
"Your birthday was three days ago." He pointed out and his grin was back in place as he pushed my hair out of my face, making me wrinkle my nose.
"So why are we going to celebrate today?" I asked him to prove my point, even though I was just being silly.
"Because my mom insisted to throw you a party." He paused to fake a serious face, "Being 30 is kind of a big deal you know. You're old."
I let out a sigh, "You're mean." It was my turn to pout this time, even if I knew he was just teasing me. "But I feel better because you're older."
At that he laughed before kissing me again. "I'm super old."
"We should get dressed, I don't want to be late at my own party." I paused as I turned serious again, "Your mom is too good to me. I didn't need a party, I already had more than I could ever ask for."
He softened at my words and looked at me with nothing but love and adoration. "We just love you that much." He said seriously, smiling wide before furrowing his brows. "Do you think we have time to make another baby, like, now?!"
"No babies for a while!" I laughed, but deep down I knew we weren't going to stop at two. Why would we?
He sighed and pulled away from me, "Allright then."
"Where are you going, leaving me alone in our bed?" I pouted at him again, watching as he got up but stopped in his tracks immediately.
"What don't you want your present?" He asked in fake shock as he blinked his eyes. Even now, after all those years, he was still my silly Jakey and I loved that. I loved him, so much.
I felt a grin appear on my face, "I thought you already gave me a present..." I trailed off as I thought about the beautiful diamond earrings he gave me.
"That was from me and the kids, this one is from me only." He said in a misterious way then bent over, producing a big box from under our bed. What? "Happy birthday baby." He smiled at me as he gave me the box.
"How didn't I notice it was under our bed?" I asked, both curious and surprised. He just shrugged and gave me no other explanation so I went on and opened it...I found myself gasping as soon as my eyes met the pale pink tulle. I didn't need to look twice to know this was the dress I had been wanting for a full month now but hadn't bought because well, there was no need to buy an expensive gown when I had nowhere to go with it. "Jakey..." I trailed off softly, touched and kind of amused as I imagined him actually going into the shop and buy it when I knew he hated shopping. "You didn't have to, really..."
He sat behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, "Do you like it?"
"Oh I love it." I said as I pulled the delicate dress out of the box, "I love you so much. Thank you baby." I turned around to press a hard kiss on his smiling lips. "I don't know when I'll have the chance to wear it, if ever, but thank you. This makes me really happy." Because it felt like something the old Vi would do, to have a lot of unnecessary clothes just because they were beautiful.
He seemed very pleased with himself as he kissed my neck, "You should wear it today." He suggested.
"I'd look overdressed." I pointed out with a shrug.
"I'm going to wear suit and tie." He said seriously before breaking into another killer smirk, "So that we can match."
I let out a giggle, dying to see him all dressed up because really, he was too handsome for my own sanity. "That'd be so silly."
He brushed his nose up my neck, "But we are silly. Or used to be. No, we are, so you're going to wear your new pretty dress and I'll try to be enough to stand by your side."
I turned into his hold and pushed him flat on the bed before beding over to kiss him hard, pouring all myself into that kiss. "Everyone will think we're crazy." I muttered against his soft lips.
He smiled into my eyes as he brushed my hair off my face, "They already know we are."
---
I kept my eyes on Jake as he drove his car with his usual confidence, his eyes on the road and one hand on my thigh. "You're staring." He pointed out as a loopsided grin curved his sinful lips.
I shrugged, faking nonchalance. "So what?" I asked simply. He was mine, I could stare all I wanted.
"Like what you see?" He asked back, his voice oozing cockiness.
"Eh." I sighed but I was struggling not to smirk like an idiot as I let my eyes take in his formal attire that made him look as if he had just jumped out of the cover of GQ. "Not bad."
"You can't get away with lies just because it's your birthday week." He said back and sighed himself, amusement in his tone this time.
"You're handsome but you already know it, I didn't want to point out the obvious." I retorted and laced my fingers with his as I watched out the window, the landscape turning into one I knew well and segnalating me that our destination was close.
He laughed softly, "So obvious. I wouldn't mind some compliments now and then." He teased me, taking a right turn into his parents house driveway.
"You're already cocky enough." I said back, waiting for him to park his car before going on, "And I always shower you with compliments."
"I know. I'm lucky." He said softly as he leaned into me to kiss me gently.
I smiled against his mouth before glancing around, no one out of the house to greet us. "Super lucky. But so am I." I told him then we both got out of the car, meeting again in front of the door and holding each other's hand like the teenagers we weren't anymore but always were at heart.
Once inside his parent's big house I glanced at him, furrowing my brows. There was something weird. Something wrong. Anxiety kicked in immediately. "Why is it so quiet? Where is everyone? Why oure babies aren't running to us?" I asked him, imagining all of our family in the hospital because of reasons. Being a mom did that to me, it turned me into an irrational worrier.
"They're probably outside in the backyward." He said simply but I could tell he was tense too. I wasn't the only one worrying but I always looked like the only one who did, just because he was better at hiding it.
"Maybe." I said reluctantly as I followed into the large livingroom which was as empty as immaculate. "I'm still having creepy feelings." I added because it didn't matter where our babies were, they always left a trail of toys behind, while now I saw nothing. Nothing at all.
Jake's chest expanded as he stopped and forced me to a halt too, his face suddently turned very serious. I wondered if he was losing his patience and was about to tell me to stop worrying over nothing. He grabbed my hands, turning me to face him. "Everything's okay baby, I promise." He told me quietly.
I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, deciding that he was right and I was overreacting. "You're right." I nodded then opened my eyes again to find him down on his knee. What? "What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?!" I asked, his behaviour bizarre at least.
He shook his head, smiling, a smile that hid something else. He looked nervous and I didn't understand why. "Will you marry me Vi?" He asked, dead serious.
I couldn't help letting out a soft chuckle. "You already asked me that and I already said yes. Are you crazy?" I told him but I wasn't making fun of him, if anything my voice gave away all the love I felt for this man.
"Only about you." His smile turned into a grin.
"Cheesy." I grinned with him, but I was still confused and he was still kneeling at my feet. "Now stop acting like a lunatic and get up."
He swallowed, "I can't, not until you say you're marrying me." He was back to serious Jakey.
I cupped his scruffy cheek with the hand wearing the shining engagement ring, which was a proof that this moment had happened already. "I am Jake. I said yes to that years ago and my answer is still the same." I told him softly.
"I mean now Vi." He added, breathing out the words.
I blinked at him, this still made no sense to me. No sense at all. "But I-"
He cut me off, raising on his feet again and staring at me. "Jackson!" He said out loud, giving me a heart attack.
I didn't even have time to try to wrap my head around whatever was happening, because our blonde son ran into the livingroom, wearing a tiny suit that matched his father's. My heart squeezed in my chest to the point it hurt, he was such a handsome little boy. I started doing the math, slowly.
"Mom!" He wrapped his arms around my tulle covered legs and I bent over him to hug him instead and press a noisy kiss on his chubby cheek. "Everyone's waiting for you and dad." He added, looking so excited he was almost squealing.
I looked up at Jake, who was smiling, "I have no idea of what's happening." I confessed him.
He stared into my eyes with an intensity that took my breath away. "Just say yes."
"Yes." I breathed out, our son already needy with attentions and tugging at our clothes.
"I have to walk you!" He exlaimed as if that made sense to him. It didn't make any to me. He grabbed my hand and his father's, leading us to the french windows that opened before any of us could reach for the handle and revealed something I didn't expect. At all. Jake's parents backyard was now a wedding venue, with rows of people sitting, the aisle that went straight to an arch made of all kinds of flowers in shades of white and pink, our families and friends were gathered there with their eyes on us.
Now, the whole morning, if not the whole weekend made sense. Jackson slipped away from my hold and went to his baby sister who was unsteadily waiting for him at the beginning of the aisle while at the end of if there was Jake's mom, ready to celebrate our wedding. Our wedding. I turned to him as he grabbed my hand, words catching in my throat and tears threatening to fall. I couldn't believe it. For a moment I ignored everyone and focused on Jake, boring my eyes into his and squeezing his hand. "You couldn't get any more perfect even if you tried. I love you so much Jakey, to the point I think words or actions aren't even enough to show you." I whispered to him, so happy I was afraid I'd combust. It had always been him, the center of my world, the love of my life, from the moment we were just kids who played together in this same backyard.
He gave me a smile that got my heart melting, "I love you too Vi, more than anything else." He said back sweetly as he leant into me to kiss me.
"DAD!" Jackson's loud voice brought us back to reality and we chuckled, breaking the kiss before starting to follow our babies down the aisle and towards our happily ever after.
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