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“I do,” Paul said, making me pay attention.
“I do,” Derek echoed, softly kissing Paul. “For now and forever.”
And then, just like that, they were married.
Jeremiah and I both clapped and hugged them, and after the minister had gone, we ate seafood from the grill and drank champagne and toasted to the night sky.
But lightning flashed far out on the horizon as storm clouds moved in, and I could feel Jeremiah’s nervousness rolling off him. I took his hand and pulled him toward our tent. “We’re gonna head in,” I said to Paul and Derek, but they didn’t care.
They were too wrapped up in each other, slow dancing under the stars to music only they could hear.
Once we were inside our tent, I put my hand to Jeremiah’s cheek. His face softened under the fairy lights. “You okay?”
He nodded. “Thank you for understanding.”
I kissed him softly. “Any time.”
He put his forehead to mine. “It was a beautiful ceremony.”
“It was.”
And god, I wanted to tell him.
It was right on the tip of my tongue, and my mind burned knowing that little box was right there in my duffle bag.
Should I tell him now?
I could...
But no. I wanted to be at the bunker.
Jeremiah ran his finger down the side of my face. “You sure you’re okay?”
I nodded. “I am.”
“You sure? Because I’m tired and I wanted to fall asleep with you inside me,” he murmured. “But if you’re not up for that...”
I barked out a laugh and took his chin between my thumb and forefinger. “Oh, I’m up for that.”
* * *
The next morning,not long after sunrise, I left Jeremiah in bed and went in search of breakfast and found Paul and Derek in the kitchen. Derek had Paul pushed up against the counter and was sucking on his neck. He didn’t even stop when he saw me. He simply smiled.
Paul laughed. “Morning.”
“Yes, it is,” I said. “Don’t stop on my behalf. I’m just here for some...” I opened the fridge. “Food.”
“Are you leaving this morning?” Derek mumbled, his mouth still on his husband’s neck.
I snorted. “Yep. Soon as Jem wakes up.” I took some fruit and yoghurt and clapped Derek’s shoulder. “If you’re not around, we won’t come knocking to say goodbye.”
“Good,” Paul mumbled, and when I got to our tent, I turned back to see Paul was now facing Derek, his hands on his face, in a deep kiss.
I was smiling when I went inside, and Jeremiah grumbled at me from the bed. “You weren’t here.”
“Morning, sleepyhead,” I said. “I was getting you some breakfast. Paul and Derek are putting on a bit of a show in the kitchen. We should probably leave.”
He sat up. “Oh. A show? Any good?”
