Pretend I'm Yours
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It still surprised me how new it all felt with Kyler. This would be our second year together, but I still got that rush when our eyes met.
Kyler said his vows first. He took both my hands in his and recited it from memory.
“Saul,” he said. “I knew I loved you the moment I first saw you. I felt it then and I still feel a rush when I see you, a peace and comfort I have never experienced with anyone else. I know we have not had the most straightforward journey, but I wouldn’t trade our time together for anything. I have come to know you as a person, as a friend, as a lover, and now as a father. I am confident in saying I have never known a finer man. I am lucky to call myself your husband. I am luckier to be yours. If every day we have is exactly like the ones we’ve had together, then I will consider my life well lived. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
It was beautiful, and it received a rousing round of applause.
“Kyler,” I said when he was done. “The greatest achievement of my life remains convincing you to marry me. I am proudest of the fact that I allowed myself to love you, because it is the most profound experience of my life. My path to you was not always clear, I’ll admit. But we found each other in the end, and that is all that matters. I want you to know that what we have is priceless, and that nothing in the world, no amount of money, can ever equate what we share. I love you more every day I spend with you. I look forward to growing old with you, and telling our children the story of our love.”
‘You may kiss the groom’ was met with another cheer, particularly when Kyler decided to dip me as he kissed me.
Just like that, we were married. Again.
We had our reception on the other side of the island. Dad had managed to pull some more strings to get Coldplay to perform, and as they serenaded us with their classics, I held Kyler close to me and felt that familiar sense of affection and contentment steal over me.
“You look beautiful, Mr. McCormick,” I whispered to him.
“You don’t look too bad yourself, Mr. McCormick,” he replied.
Just beyond us, the sun began to set, and the evening breeze washed playfully over our faces. It had been a perfect day in every sense of the word. I felt, for the first time in my life, like I was on the cusp of happily ever after.
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Pretend I’m Yours
Aiden Bates
© 2018
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This book contains sexually explicit content that is intended for ADULTS ONLY (+18).