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Annabelle
Declan was serious when he said, “Let’s get married this weekend”, and after a long conversation later that night, I realized how right he was. We love each other. We already live together. He knows me well enough that he knew I wouldn’t want anything big. But when he said, “I’ve waited my whole life to find you. Why should we wait longer to make it official?” I just knew he was right and kinda wished we could have flown to Vegas right then.
No way that was happening, but it was tempting.
Instead, we went to City Hall the following day and applied for our marriage license. We were told there’s a three-day waiting period in Pennsylvania, and we could pick it up on Friday.
And that was that.
Dec insisted that I let him pay for the repairs the studio needed so we could get it up and running faster. He wouldn’t take no for an answer, saying it was our money. I agreed only if he promised to let me pay him back when the insurance money came in. When I brought up the idea of a prenup, he shot me down right away, telling me, “Baby, you’re never getting rid of me. I’ll love you until I take my last breath. I don’t need a piece of paper to protect anything. I just need you.”
I mean, seriously, this man... They broke the mold when they made Declan Sinclair.
Now, here I am, Friday afternoon, trying to figure out what looks nice but will be easy on my knees if I get sick during the family dinner at Coach and Katherine’s house tonight. Whoever called it morning sickness was an asshole. It’s all day and night sickness. I hear my phone buzz from across the room and stop to look at it.
Group Text:
Nattie:How freaking long am I going to have to wait at this dang airport?
Nattie:I WANT TO SEE MY BROTHER!
Annabelle:Take a breath, Nat. Cooper’s flight will land soon.
Sabrina:What are we wearing tonight, ladies? Do I need to shave?
Chloe:Ummm. Are you planning on getting laid?
Sabrina:Well, probably.
Chloe:Then shave your snatch, woman! WTF?
Sabrina:I meant my legs, crackhead.
Sabrina:As in - am I putting on a dress?
Nattie:I wanted to wear my new jeans. They make my ass look great.
Annabelle:Shut up, brat. Your ass always looks great!
Chloe:Yeah. Like you’ve got room to talk, Belles. I wanna look like you when I grow up.
Annabelle:Zip it, Chloe. I’m not that much older than you.
Sabrina:Whatever. I’ve got a cute new green plaid skirt I’ve been dying to wear.
Chloe:Seriously? When you actually were a Catholic schoolgirl, does the fetish get worse?
Chloe:Ten bucks says Murphy bends you over the bed before you get to Coach’s house.
Nattie: Totally!
Annabelle:Oh, yeah. I’d be more surprised if he didn’t.
Sabrina:Whatever...
Annabelle:I’ll wear a dress. I’ve got a cute winter-white cowl-neck sweater dress.
Nattie: With your brown boots and those socks with the ruffle trim?
