Now, we stand before the officiant, Damon insanely handsome in his black suit. I’m wearing a short white dress which hugs my curves because even after a year, I haven’t lost all my baby weight. But my fiancé adores the added fullness, and often says he’d prefer it if I gained even more weight to round things out.
The officiant speaks only for a minute or two, the ceremony going fast because we’re at City Hall. But then he beams and nods.
“I now pronounce you man and wife,” he proclaims joyfully. “You may kiss the bride.”
Damon leans forward and seizes my lips with his own, much to the delight of our baby. Misty coos and squeals while waving her arms, as the rest of our guests applaud and laugh. But then, there’s a commotion.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry I’m late!” a voice cries. I roll my eyes. It’s just my friend Marley. Marley’s gorgeous, but she’s a little air-headed and now, she’s late for my wedding.
“You just missed the ceremony by two seconds,” I say ruefully. “But thanks for coming.”
Her big brown eyes go wide.
“Oh my god, I missed it?” she asks. “I’m so sorry!”
But it’s okay. I introduce my friend to everyone, and she’s all smiles and giggles, even if Damon is a bit disapproving. But when we finally leave to go the restaurant, Marley whispers in my ear. “I did it!” she exclaims. “I went on my first date through City Girls! And oh my god, the client was soooo hot! Thank you for introducing me to the service!”
I have tons of questions for Marley because it’s a life that I’ve left behind, and for the better too. After all, I have a husband and a child now, so my days as a lady of the night are over. But Marley? My pretty friend is clearly enjoying the lifestyle, and I look forward to hearing her stories.
Meanwhile, my husband pulls me aside.
“You look gorgeous,” he growls roughly. “I just want one kiss in private.” Then, Damon seizes my mouth in clear view of our friends and family.
“In private?” I giggle breathlessly after the kiss is over. “But everyone just saw.”
“That’s right,” he rasps possessively. “Because you belong to me, sweetheart. But tonight, we’ll be in private for sure.”
With that, my heart soars because it’s the perfect ending to my story. Once upon a time, I worked for a living. I went out with strange men in an attempt to pay my bills. But now, I’ve become a wife to the man of my dreams, and I can’t wait to see what the next chapter of my life brings.
THE END