Bonds of Matrimony
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“I have absolutely no problems with getting distracted. I just didn’t want to ruin any hard worked on plans of yours,” she breathed at him, and he smiled at her.
“How did I manage to end up with someone like you?” he queried down at her in amusement.
“Blame my meddling father and that shackling pre-nup of ours,” she teased.
“Shackling?” he asked with a raised brow, and she shrugged.
“It tied us together. Call it a tethering if you will, but it did its job effectively.”
“And had the desired result,” he added. “Say what you want about the ridiculous conditions, and your dad and my sister’s plan, but they were smarter than the both of us.”
“Hey,” she said with mock affront. “I was smart enough to fall in love with you. And get you back,” she added triumphantly, and he smiled at her in response.
“Yes you were. And I will be forever grateful for that fact,” he said somberly as he stared down at her. “Almost as grateful as I am for our forced shackling, as you put it,” he smiled at her.
“Look at us now though,” she said with a sigh before her gaze flittered around the room and the family pictures that adorned every room in their house. “It was worth it, wasn’t it? To have everything that we’ve got now, our rocky start wasn’t that bad a thing,” she said, and he smiled at that.
“We’ve learnt a lot from it as well. And I think that we’re stronger because of it,” he agreed.
“Almost as strong as that contract that bound us,” she smiled, and he returned it.
“Thank goodness that thing no longer compels us,” he said with a sigh and a roll of his eyes. “Now we’re free to make our own mistakes and choices. And I think we’ve done pretty well over the years with regards to those. Like now for instance,” he added and watched as her eyes twinkled before a blush spread on her cheeks as he rubbed circles on her back. “Right now I’m making the choice not to have dinner with my wife,” he said as he tugged her along with him back out of the room and towards the stairs.
“Did I distract you, Mr McCormack?” she asked provocatively, and he smiled widely at her.
“Yes you did, honey, but I’m hoping that you can manage to distract me even more,” he added and smiled even more widely as she ran up the stairs ahead of him.
At the top she turned to walk backwards towards their room and said, “Would that little black number, reminiscent of a former work attire of mine, do the trick you think?” she asked, and he groaned before sprinting after her.
Catching her up in his arms as they barreled through the doorway to their bedroom together, he whispered down at her, “It just might.”
“Thought as much when you ran after me so impatiently,” she teased with a wide smile.
“That’s not why I ran after you so quickly,” he said more soberly and watched as she studied him closely as his tone turned serious. “I never want to let you get too far away from me again, honey. That binding contract might have shackled us together at one point, but now the thing that pulls me to you is love, love and the bonds of matrimony between us,” he added before proving how strong those bonds really were between them, yet again.