Once they got to the church, Spot introduced everyone all round and Pastor Thomson began the ceremony.
During the ceremony Jeans found whenever her eyes wandered off the pastor to Spot (which was often) his eyes were on hers with that same overwhelming intensity, and she had to look at the pastor again for all of three seconds before she looked back at Spot.
I'm afraid, Reader, that they were both grinning idiotically the whole ceremony long.
As soon as the pastor pronounced the closing words Spot drew Jeans to him and kissed her.
A couple minutes later the pastor surreptitiously poked Spot and the leader pulled back reluctantly. Jeans took a couple deep breaths. "I love you," she whispered.
"Jeans," he said in no uncertain tones, "you have no idea how much I love you."
"I'm sure I'll find out." Jeans tossed him a smirk and turned to Racetrack. "Hey, I hate to ask you to do any more, but could you go to the lodging house and tell them we won't be back for...uh, for a while?"
"Quite a while." Spot interposed, kissing her again.
"Right. We'll just...uh, go now." Race grabbed Ella's arm and pulled her door-wards.
Spot turned to Pastor Thomson. "Thank you very much, sir."
"It was my pleasure. I'll see you both on Sunday, yes?" The man smiled as he turned to go back to his office.
Spot looked back at Jeans. "Finally." He murmured, "let's go."
Reader, I'm very sorry I can't tell you any more, but Spot has promised horrible things if go any further, so I'm afraid I'll have to stop here.
I hope you've enjoyed the reading of this document as much as I've enjoyed telling it.
God keep you all, my friends,
Well, the end has come, my friends. Thank you so much for your encouraging feedback and ongoing support. Thank you to whomever voted for me in the NYNA 2010 Winter Awards - I won first place for the best 'Humor' fic. You guys are awesome!
Keep an eye out for a series of oneshots I'm going to do, centered around Spot and Jeans after they're married. (Because it isn't all happily ever after). See you then! ~ Eavis