I can't believe we're finally going to get married. My entire life, I have searched for something permanent. I never had a father, and I didn't really have a mother. We lived away from the rest of the Quartermaines, so I never knew my cousins or my grandparents or even my own brother. I was shipped from boarding school to boarding school, spending vacations with my mother and whatever boyfriend she had at the time. I lived all over Europe, moving before I could make any new friends. Nothing ever stayed.
And then, I met Georgie. I thought that she would be the one to stick. I fell in love with her instantly, from the moment she kissed me at Kelly's. We had four wonderful years together, and I will never regret a single moment that I spent with her. She was my first love, you never really forget about that. But, our time has come to pass, and I am in love with her anymore. I will love her for the rest of my life, but as I look at the beautiful blonde standing next to me, I am so glad that it didn't last.
"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" she whispered, lacing her fingers in mine.
He really has a crush on you. It's kind of cute.
I smiled over at her and nodded slightly, "There is nothing I want more in the world."
Father Coates stepped up in front of us, opening his Bible. "Are you sure that you don't want to have your family or friends here?" he asked, looking between us.
I shook my head. "The only people that we need are here," I assured him, rubbing my thumb across her wrist absently.
"This is between God, Dillon and me," Lulu agreed. We had to have a witness, but neither of us wanted to pick someone. At the last minute, we had called Alice. She was an unlikely choice, but it felt appropriate considering how our relationship had finally got its definite start.
Yeah, he's kind of cute, too.
"Dillon and Lulu are here to unite as one in the eyes of God," Father Coates began. "Marriage is a sacred bond between two people that begins and ends with love. They are blessed to have found that in each other."
Lulu laughed softly, "I can't believe we are doing this. I'm so happy that we are doing this."
"Lesley Lu Spencer, you never cease to amaze me," I said. "You challenge me in every way – my body, my mind, my heart, my soul. I thank God for you every night, and I will spend the rest of my life thanking Him for sending you to me."
"Dillon Quartermaine, I really wanted to hate you when I met you," she said. "You were this cocky, spiky-haired boy who thought he knew everything. In time, I've come to realize that you don't know everything, but you do know my heart. And now, I know yours."
I don't know – he's sweet and obviously, no one would mess with him. I don't know, maybe I should go out with him.
Father Coates took Lulu's ring from the box and sat it on the Bible. Alice handed him another band, much to my dismay. "Now, Lulu and Dillon will exchange rings."
"No beginning, no end, our love goes on forever," I stated. "This ring will never symbolize how much I love you, but it's a good start. With this ring, I thee wed."
"Forever and always, this steel will stand the test of time," Lulu stated. "Unconventional and resilient, this ring has the same qualities that I value in our love. With this ring, I thee wed."
I slid the diamond band on Lulu's delicate finger, lingering to caress her gentle palm. Lulu placed the stainless steel, arty band over my own finger, her hand never leaving mine. Looking down at my hand, I grinned up at her. She knew me well enough to know exactly what I would pick out. Glancing at her questioningly, she whispered, "I picked it out last week. Alice brought it."
What? Like a date? Like go out with him?
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride," Father Coates announced as my heart leapt from my chest. Grinning almost maniacally at Lulu – my wife – I took her into my arms and kissed her with more love and emotion than any kiss before. She sighed against my lips as we melted into each other.
Alice hugged us each as we pulled apart, her meaty arms strongholding us. "Congratulations, Miss Lulu," she grinned. "And you to, Mr. Dillon. I can't wait until your family finds out you eloped."
"Your grandfather is going to have a fit!" Lulu giggled.
"And your dad will be so cool," I shot back sarcastically. Her eyes shined as she leaned against me, her lips meeting mine. Rubbing her foot against my ankle, I took her signal and announced our exit. "Well, I think we are going to go. Thank you both for being here. Alice, please keep this quiet until tomorrow. We'll make our announcement then."
Why are you being so weird? What is wrong with you?
Taking Lulu's hand, I led her from the boathouse and into my car. A few short minutes later, we were home. "We're going to do this the right way," I whispered as we reached the front door. Sweeping her off her feet, I carried her over the thresh and into the living room. As I paused on the landing of the stairs, Lulu's lips captured mine. Our mouths crashed together over and over as I moved us up toward the bedroom. Stopping in the door way, I heard breath leave her body.
"Dillon, when did you do this?" she asked as I dropped her to her feet. Her hands covered her mouth, tears in the corners of her eyes. Candles lit the room, rose petals covered the floor. She wasn't the only one who had help. Lucky, Elizabeth, Nikolas and Emily had come over to help. I had tried to object, but they assured me that I was part of the family now.
Nothing, I was just thinking. I think I figured out our next move.
"We had a little help from our family," I replied simply. "But enough about that." Palming her cheek, I leaned down and captured her sweet lips again. Moving my fingers up to her hair, I pressed my entire body onto hers, wanting to feel all of her at once. We hadn't been intimate since the baby died, and I knew that it would be a slow process. Still, I just wanted to be with her again, to feel as though we were one.
Lulu led me to the bed, kneeling on the mattress by the footboard. Her hair hung loosely around her face as she crossed her arms in front of her and lifted her shirt over her head. I reached out and snagged my finger through her belt loop until she fell on top of me. We wrestled for control as we moved together. Leaning back, Lulu removed my shirt and then my jeans. Soon, all clothing was gone, and we were left with just each other and nothing to hide.
I know when she's covering…
"Lulu, are you sure?" I asked as I hovered over her. I could see the fear in her eyes as she slightly flinched at my touch. "We don't have to if you're not ready."
"Please, Dillon, I just want to feel normal," she pleaded. "I just want to feel whole again. Fill me up, make me whole."
Tears were again in her eyes, only this time I could see the grief. "Maybe we shouldn't. I don't want to rush you. I don't want you to feel pressured."
And right now, she's not even covering.
"I'm not," she insisted. "I'm sorry I'm crying. I just want to be with you, Dillon, in every way possible I want to have a family with you. I want to be your wife and the mother of your child."
"We have time," I reminded her. "We don't have to start now."
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes, we do."
Maybe something else is going on.