A/N- last part. ♥
He skipped down the last steps wearing a dark gray suit, white dress shirt and a dark burgandy bow tie. He still hadn’t shaved, his chin scruffy with a week old soft beard. She stood to meet him as she watched him smile, his most mischievous smile.
“Ready?” he asked brightly.
“What? What do you…I’m not…where are we?….” she couldn’t even form words. He was exceedingly pleased with himself.
Wow. Just wow. I’ve been waiting for this for soooo long. It just shows–we all want the same things.