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We make out like teenagers until we’re both panting and gasping for breath. I pull back, but don’t stray too far. I don’t want to let her go just yet.
Our foreheads rest against each other as we catch our breaths and when Emma speaks, it takes me a minute to remember what we were talking about.
“Okay, let’s do it,” Emma says.
“What?” I mumble and then it hits me.
She said yes. She wants to marry me.
I grin, looking around for the nearest wedding chapel.
I spot the bright pink sign for Cupid’s Chapel and grin, interlacing my fingers with hers as we head for the chapel.
There are a few other couples in the waiting room when we walk in. I head over to the desk, smiling at the older, dark haired woman who is checking things off a clipboard.
“Hi, you two! How can I help you?” she asks with a big smile.
“Hi, Ellen,” I say, smiling when I see her name tag says Ellen Cupid. “We’d like to get married in your chapel.”
“Wonderful!” she says before she goes over each of the wedding packages with us.
We pick the short and sweet one, and then head over to sit in the lobby. There’s only one couple ahead of us now and as we sit down, Elvis comes out to escort the other couple back.
“We’re getting married by Elvis?” Emma whispers, her eyes wide as she watches the other couple head into the chapel.
“Looks like it,” I say, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and kissing the top of her head.
We sit there for half an hour, watching as more couples arrive and check in. Soon, it’s our turn and Emma bounces out of her seat. I love her excitement.
We walk into the chapel and I take in the cream colored walls and the dark wood pews. There’s a small stage up front and Elvis takes his spot there as a young woman brings out flowers for Emma and a guy around my age starts to play the music.
Elvis starts the ceremony and I take both of Emma’s hands in mine, rubbing my finger over her empty ring finger. I’ll need to fix thatasap.
I get lost in Emma’s bright blue eyes and Elvis has to nudge me when it’s my turn to say our vows.
“Now, do you, Declan Mason, take Emma Livingston to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”
“I do,” I say instantly, grinning so hard as I stare down at the woman who is about to become my wife.
“And do you, Emma Livingston, take Declan Mason to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”
“I do,” Emma says so fast that the words blur together.
We both laugh and I tug her against me, wanting her lips on mine, wanting to claim her as my wife.
“By the power vested in me and the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride!”
I grab Emma, cupping her face in my hands as I lower my mouth to hers.
FIVE
Emma
My head is poundingand I groan, remembering why it is that I never drink. I always feel like crap the next morning.
I work up the courage and immediately regret all of my life choices up to this point. I wince, screwing my eyes shut tight to block out the burning light. I groan, rolling away from the window. I try again, cracking my bleary eyes open and stare at the hotel wall.
It takes me a few seconds to realize that this isn’t my hotel room.
