This Is Forever (third book in series)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 21 (v.1) - chapter twenty one

Submitted: July 24, 2017

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Submitted: July 24, 2017

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“Are you sure about this?” Tristan asks as we eat breakfast together in the kitchen. 
“Yes.” I nod and eat another piece of bacon. “Are you?” I ask.
“Of course. It's just... I wanted to give you a proper wedding.”
“Tristan, If we want a proper wedding we will have to wait until after the baby is born and I don’t want that. I don’t want to wait another day.”
“Ok, that’s all the convincing I need because I don’t want to wait another day either.” He leans over to me and kisses my temple. “You know we aren’t supposed to be together right now since it’s our wedding day. It’s bad luck,” he says, his lips still pressed against my head. 
“I’ll take the chance but we should get going soon.”
“Your right.” He leans away from me and finishes his eggs. “Ok, so I’ll go get the rings and find someone to marry us,” he says and takes a sip of his coffee. 
“Yes and I’ll go get something to wear. Will we just meet at the courthouse?” I ask and he chuckles.
“I am not marrying you at a courthouse.”
“Then where?”
“Don’t worry about that.” He leans in and kisses my temple again. “Just meet me back here by twelve and we will drive over together.” 
“Ok.” I shrug and smile. “I can’t wait to be married to you, Tristan.”
“I can’t wait either.” He kisses my lips gently then stands. “Ok, meet me back here at twelve.”
“Ok, I love you.”
“Love you too.” He gives me another kiss then walks towards the elevator and leaves. 
I smile and finish my breakfast. I can’t believe this is happening. When I told Tristan I wanted to marry him last night I think he meant I wanted to start planning but he went for it after I explained. We thought about inviting people but we decided that we just want it to be us. My family is going to freak out but I’ll worry about that later. For right now I just want to focus on getting married to a perfect man. 
After I finish eating I walk down the street to a few shops that have caught my eye. I planned on wearing a simple white dress that I have but Tristan insisted that I go and get a real wedding dress. I’ve always pictured my wedding dress to be a big ball gown but I understand that I might not be able to get the dress I want because I’m getting married in two hours and I’m pregnant but I honestly don’t care what I’m wearing. 
I walk into a boutique that looks promising and I find myself surrounded by all sorts of wedding dresses. I walk over to the smartly dressed girl behind the counter. I tell her that I am looking for a wedding dress for later today and that I am pregnant. She just stares blankly at me for a moment before she smiles and shakes her head. I expect her to tell me to leave but instead, she comes around the desk.
“I’ll see what I can do. What do you have in mind?” she asks as I follow her further into the store.
“Something big and long sleeved, I guess.” I shrug and begin looking around. I see a few that might work but nothing really catches my eye. 
“How about this?” asks the woman. I turn around and see her holding the most beautiful dress I have ever seen. I smile and nod. 
She leads me to a dressing room and helps me into it. It just about fits and I gasp when I see myself in the mirror. The dress is flowy white on the bottom then lace from my waist up. The sleeves are also lace but you can see little spots of my arm through the design. 
“You look beautiful,” says the woman behind me. 
“I love it,” I say and turn to look at the back. I’m amazed when I see that the back is even more beautiful than the front. It is the same pattern as my arms with white buttons going down to my waist. I can’t believe how big and flowy it is but it’s perfect.
“I can’t believe it fits,” I say as I turn back around. 
“I guess it’s just meant to be.” 
After I bought the dress I went two stores down and picked out white platform heels and a white garter belt and stockings. Then I ventured a block away to a store that I know has really nice lingerie. I came out with the sexiest white lace set that I could manage with my baby bump. I had a little less than an hour to get home and get ready. Great.
When I get home I quickly put on the lingerie I got and the dress that it is a lot harder to get on by myself. When I have it all on I struggle to put my hair in an updo that actually ends up looking pretty good. I curled my hair first then clipped it all up and ended up with something that actually looks like it was professionally done. It still took me way too much time though. To my horror, I only have fifteen minutes left. After digging around in my jewelry box I find the pearl set my grandmother left me. It comes with earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet and they all match so I don’t have to worry about wearing jewelry that doesn't match.
I slip on my heels and do some last minute adjustments to my hair and makeup which is simple with just some foundation and a light eyeshadow. I take a deep breath in then smile down at my dress. It’s even more perfect than I ever could have imagined and I know Tristan will love it. 
Tristan.
I look at the time and see that it is eleven fifty-eight.
“Shit,” I curse and head for the bedroom door. I walk directly to the elevator and click the call button. I watch the numbers growing higher and closer when I hear movements behind me.
“Holy fuck.”
I smile and slowly turn around. Tristan’s face that is filled with pure love is reflected back at me when I see him. He’s wearing a black three piece suit with a black bow tie and he’s looking at me like I’m the first human being he has ever laid eyes on. 
“You look… holy shit,” he says and slowly makes his way over to me. 
“Right back at you,” I say when he reaches me. He looks me up and down, shaking his head as he does.
“I have never seen anything so beautiful,” he says quietly when his eyes land back on mine. I smile and try to hold back the tears that have filled my eyes because of the way he is looking at me. 
“Are you ready to get married?” he asks and I nod my head. He smiles and winks at me then turns around and comes back holding a bouquet of flowers. They are red roses fit snugly together with a white ribbon tying them together. I realize that the boutonniere he is wearing is matching it. 
“Thank you,” I say and take it from his hand when he reaches them out to me.
“Your welcome.” We stare at each other for a few moments then Tristan takes my hand and clicks the elevator call button again. I was so distracted by the gorgeous man I’m about to marry that I didn’t even notice when it arrived the first time.
We step into the elevator once it’s arrived, still holding hands and we ride down in silence. When we step out all eyes turn to us. A few people say congratulations and others say good luck, we respond with a polite smile. When we make it to the front doors I start to turn right towards the garage entrance but Tristan stops me.
“If I drive I won’t be able to stop looking at you and then we might get in a car crash. Why don’t we take a taxi?”
“Ok.” I smiled up at him then let him lead me out the entrance. He hails a cab and helps me shove my big dress in the backseat, making sure every piece of white fabric is in before he slides in next to me. 
“Where to?” asks the driver and I realize that I had no idea. I looked over at Tristan and find him smiling at me. 
“Morningside park, please,” he says, keeping his eyes on mine. I smile at him and grab his hand tightly. 
On our way over I realize how I'm not nervous at all. Everyone says that they are a mess on their wedding day but all I feel is total bliss. I know this is the right thing to do. In fact, this feels like the most right and important thing in my life right now.  We stay silent the whole ride over. When the driver pulls in Tristan pays him then gets out of the car and comes around to help me out. I smile at our surroundings. This is the perfect place to get married. It’s absolutely beautiful with the winter wind blowing through the trees and the distant sounds of water flowing. I scan my eyes around until they land on Tristan, seeing him looking at me closely. 
“Come meet me in five minutes,” he says quietly and pushes a strand of my hair away from my face. I don’t need to ask him where I should go because I already know so I just nod and smile. 
“I’ll see you soon.” He kisses my forehead then turns and walks away. I watch his back moving further and further away from me until he can’t be seen anymore. Now that he’s gone all I want to do is go find him but I know I have to wait five minutes. 
After I have waited what felt like five hours I go in search for my groom. Of course, I know exactly where he is so it won’t be hard. As I walk I think about the memories Tristan and I have. The first time we met in that bar when I thought he was a complete perv. Then my shock when I saw him at the bus stop with those coffees. He never gave up on me and I thank God that he didn’t. I don’t even want to imagine what my life would have become if it weren’t for him. He saved me and I saved him. If I didn't catch Tristan's eye that night then he may have gone back to his old drinking habits. We truly saved each other. 

 


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