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down to hug him. “I love you. It’s because of you we’re together.”
    Bradley never let go of my hand as we greeted and hugged the seemingly endless line of guests who congratulated us. My aunt introduced us to a bunch of relatives I had never met before while Bradley introduced me to many witches, vamps and grizzlies that were strangers to me. The only people that I knew, besides the bridal party, were Harvey, my parent’s lifelong friend and my lawyer, Melissa’s parents, Matt and James.
    Once we hugged and kissed our guests, Bradley pulled me onto the dance floor for the bride and groom dance.
    As we danced around the yard, staring deeply into each other’s eyes, no one else existed but the two of us. Bradley sang the words to our wedding song in my ear as he spun and twirled me along the grassed dance floor.
    “You look very handsome Mr. Jenkins. I love you.”
    After kissing the tip of my nose, “I love you, too. Did you see all the beautiful flowers Melissa decorated the yard and tables with?”
    Dazzled and unwilling to take my eyes from his I shook my head no. Once again I had to pry my eyes away from his handsome face. Instead, I took in the beautiful fall themed decorations. Burnt orange and red Gerbera daises lay wildly on every table. Autumn colored leaves, lay sporadically, spread on top of the tables and ground, appearing as if they’d fallen from the trees. My favorite colors burnt orange, white, red, green and yellow were everywhere.
    “Wow, they’re beautiful. I love daisies.”
    “I didn’t think you’d noticed the flowers or decorations,” he said, kissing my forehead and pulling me in even closer, entwining our bodies.
    Gazing back into his eyes, I smirked teasingly. “I was busy looking at my sexy, handsome husband. Would you prefer that I continue to look at the flowers and decorations?”
    “No, but I thought you should get a good look so that you could thank Melissa for her hard work. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself for forgetting and you’d be unable to concentrate on more important things…like our upcoming honeymoon.” His lips took hold of mine again. Bradley pulled his head back momentarily, “Do you think it would be rude if we left sooner than expected?”
    “Now who’s being impatient?” I questioned as we both burst out in ear piercing laughter. Everyone stopped and turned, looking at us. Smiling, we continued dancing, momentarily living in our own little world.
    After everyone took turns dancing with us, we all gathered at the cake table to cut the cake. My aunt insisted on saving the top tier, saying that we had to freeze and save it. On our first anniversary we were to defrost it and each eat a piece for good luck. To appease her, we agreed.
    Unsure how to slice it, we cut our pieces from the upper tier of the cake.  Holding onto the cake knife, Bradley placed his hand over mine and we made the first cut together. Afterwards, we fed each other a piece without smashing it into each other’s face.
    Jesse yelled, “Come on, Natty, smash it in his face. Shove it up his nose!”
    “Yeah, Brad,” Coll chimed in, “Smash a piece in her face. Just don’t mess up her hair or stain her dress,” she laughed.
    “It’s tradition!” they yelled simultaneously.
    “ There’s only one way to shut them up, Bradley. ” The corners of his lips curled in agreement.
    We each picked up and held a piece of cake in our hand. Staring each other in the eye we reached back…
    “Do it, Natty! Do it!” Jesse dared.
    Without warning, Bradley spun around and smashed a piece of cake in Jesse’s face while I got Colleen.
    Wiping icing and cake from his hand with a napkin, Bradley stood tall and challenged the remainder of our guests, “Does anyone else wish to mess with my beautiful bride and me?” Thankfully, no one took him up on the offer. I didn’t want a food fight to break out and someone to get food all over my gown.
    “It’s time for Brad to take