“Gross. Now all they are going to do is kiss like you guys.” I hear Ethan say, and then it is followed with laughter.
“I think we are grossing him out,” Savannah says once I let go of her lips, her hand coming up and holding my cheek.
“He should get used to it,” I say, her eyes going a softer blue. “Besides, the last time we kissed, I obviously didn’t make that much of an impression if you didn’t remember it.” I see her eyes moving side to side as she looks at me.
“I remembered,” she says almost in a whisper. “I just didn’t know if you did.”
“The thing is, Savannah,” I say, pushing her hair back, seeing her neck and suddenly wanting to lean forward and just kiss her softly. “With you, I remember everything.”
She’s about to say something else when people now come up to us to congratulate us. “Congratulations.” Jacob is the first to me, hugging me. “No running away from you now,” he whispers in my ear.
“Nope,” I say, feeling a little bit of a sting knowing that had she not been backed against the wall, she probably would have never married me.
“Let me see,” Kallie says from beside us. “Let’s see the ring.”
“It’s …” Savannah says, looking down at her finger and then looking up at me again with tears in her eyes. “It’s beautiful and too much.”
“Holy crap,” Kallie says, then hits my shoulder. “You did good, Beau.”
“Let me see this,” Olivia says, taking Savannah’s hand and looking over at me. “Princess cut.” She whistles. “What is this, four or five carats?” I look down at my hand still around Savannah’s waist.
“Four,” I say, trying to avoid Savannah’s eyes.
“With the eternity band,” Olivia now says. “That, right there, is the dream. Look at the side,” Olivia says, turning it.
“It’s the infinity symbol,” I say and look down at her finger with my ring on it. “Means forever.”
“Beau,” Savannah whispers, and my eyes go from her ring to her eyes. “It’s …” She brings the ring closer to her. “It’s too much.”
“It’s forever,” I say, grabbing her hand and kissing it.
“Let’s eat.” I hear Charlotte and Cristine.
“What is that?” Savannah points at the far yard where more lights are strung.
“It’s our reception,” I say, grabbing her hands.
“We need a picture,” Kallie says to us. “Pose over there under the canopy of flowers.”
I grab Savannah’s hand and link our fingers together. “How do we pose?” she asks when we get under the canopy.
I wrap my arms around her waist. “We pose like we are a couple in love,” I say, and she stops talking. “Smile and pretend that today is the best day of your life.”
I hear the clicks and see the flashes of the phones, and then I lean in. I’m about to kiss her when she puts her hands on my chest. “But what if it is?” she says with a soft smile. “After having Ethan, today is the best day of my life.” That’s the last thing she says before I bend to kiss her. This time, I don’t stop, and my tongue slips with hers. One of my hands goes to her face, and I move my head to the side, taking the kiss deeper. I kiss her until we are both breathless. “I think they got the picture,” she says.
“You guys need to get a room,” Casey says, making everyone laugh. “Good thing we got you that wedding gift.”
Savannah looks at me, and I shrug. “No clue.”
“Well, we didn’t know what to get you two.” Casey comes over to us now. “You know, since you gave us five hours’ notice. So …” He looks at Olivia. “We did the only thing we could. We are giving you my cabin in the woods for the weekend.”
“You leave tomorrow,” Olivia says, all excited. “It’s a one bedroom in the middle of nowhere. There isn’t even a Wi-Fi signal.” She folds her arms over her chest, side-eyeing him.
“I bought it so I can get away,” he says, putting his arm around her shoulder.
“Humanity,” Olivia says. “It’s perfect for newlyweds.”
“Um,” Savannah starts, mumbling, “we can’t.”
“Trust me, you can and you will,” Kallie says. “We already fixed it up with Ethan.”
“Well, then,” I say, and she looks at me. “Looks like we have a honeymoon.”
“I guess so,” she says, and Billy comes over with two glasses of champagne.
“Here you guys are. It’s time for the toast, Jacob.” Billy looks over at Jacob, who nods and walks toward the two tables set up around a wooden dance floor.
“Is that a dance floor?” Savannah leans in and asks, and all I can do is nod. I take her hand in mine and walk over, sitting down in a chair, and she sits next to me. “These are real plates.” She looks down. “Who had time to do this?”