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Tears sprung into my eyes all over again. I was being such a sap, but this was what weddings were supposed to be about, wasn’t it? They were about feeling special—and Cal made me feel special every day, but especially right now.
With the toasts finished, other than eating all the delicious food there was only one thing left to do: the dance.
I was… still really nervous about this. I knew how to dance, or rather I knew the basics of things like the waltz and all so that I wouldn’t embarrass myself at any party I might end up attending. But I was pregnant, and one of the whole points of dancing was that you were close to your partner, arms around each other in one way or another. How could I possibly look good doing this while I was swollen up like a balloon?
Cal and I had practiced throughout the past few months as we’d planned our wedding. My stomach kept getting bigger, and I’d gotten more and more nervous as time had gone on, but Cal always assured me it was fine. Even now as he took my hand to lead me up, he was smiling at me like he could read my mind and knew exactly how I was berating myself for looking like a whale. As if I had any control over how I looked right now.
The music started up, and Cal pulled me close, or as close as he could given my, ah, situation. But Cal held me like I was the most delicate and luminous thing in the world.
We moved around the dance floor, Cal supporting and guiding me, just as he did in our daily lives. “You look beautiful,” he murmured.
“You mentioned that earlier,” I pointed out.
“Doesn’t mean that it’s stopped being true.” Cal carefully dipped me—not as deeply as he did when I wasn’t pregnant—and then pulled me back up.
“My feet are killing me,” I admitted. “And I’m swollen up like a beach ball. Thank God we’re only doing the one dance.”
“I’m glad we’re only doing the one dance,” Cal agreed, “because it means I can whisk you away that much sooner.”
I laughed. “You can’t seriously find me attractive when I look like this.”
Cal caught one of my hands and kissed the knuckles. Behind us, I could hear Fern chattering away at my mom, asking when she got to do her dance.
“You’ll always be beautiful to me,” Cal promised, swirling me around a final time as the music swelled and then ended. “No matter what.”
Well, of course I just had to kiss him then.
So I did.
***The End***
