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We’d only just begun. While Major was busy bringing me pleasure, I was on a mission to please him until I felt overexerted.
    I’d no sooner flipped us over and traveled downward when I felt him lifting me back up to his lips. “Not so fast. As much as I like the way your mouth feels around my cock, I’d much rather be inside of you, making love with you, proving how much of a good husband I’ll be. Love me, Bella. Please don’t stop.” He entered me, and in that moment nothing else existed except us. I don’t know if it was true, but I swear it was the encounter where we conceived; where our future was already playing out before our eyes.
    An hour later we lay there together in our bed. The covers had been kicked off, and the sheets weren't tucked. Major played with my fingers, lacing his own with mine. We were both on our backs staring up at the ceiling. The ambiance in the room was set by a small lamp, which happened to have a pillow case strewn over it. I have no idea how or when it was removed from the pillow, but it had happened at some point.
    I knew there was an unfilled suitcase still on the floor needing attention. We were both aware there was much to do before we left the country. I just don’t think either of us cared. Both of us needed to forget for a little while. We wanted a reprieve, if only temporary.
    Being in this position with him by my side only reminded me of all the things that kept us distracted lately. It’s wasn’t easy planning a destination wedding, even if some of his family lived there. The language barrier had been a struggle for me from the get-go. Major was usually the person who had to make the phone calls, leaving me frustrated and feeling incapable. I knew he helped without complaining, but I wanted to do my part. It wasn’t just my wedding. It was both of ours.
    I wish that was all that filled my mind. Had it been my only struggle I think I’d manage okay. The fact that I still had family of his to meet left me nervous and uneasy. They were big into tradition and I wasn’t a strong Italian woman. They’d be able to tell immediately, especially after they met my father. My only hope was that he’d steer clear of them on account of not being able to understand what they were saying. Even with the extra reassurance from Major’s parents, I worried if they were only appeasing me for their son’s benefit, and also the fact that I wouldn’t know if they were calling me derogatory names. It didn’t help that men and women weren’t supposed to live together until they were married.
    With so much on my mind I rolled over onto Major’s chest, appreciating the way his arms felt when they wrapped around my back. His lips kissed the top of my head. “Maybe we should elope,” I suggested.
    “No. we can’t, and we’re not. We’re not doing what Shawna and Nathan did. Our wedding will be the happiest day of our lives. You’ll see. It’s all going to work out. Stop worrying. As long as you walk down that aisle nothing can go wrong.”
    I smiled and closed my eyes. “There’s nowhere else I’ll be.”
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4
    If there was one thing about Major’s life for me to complain about it would be his best friend Vince.
    Even though I knew he owned the gym my fiancée frequented, I felt like he was a traveling nomad. He couldn’t stay in one place for a long period of time. In the two years I’d known him he’d gone through at least a dozen different women. He thought his shit didn’t stink, and that anything with breasts wanted to give it up to him.
    I found him rude, arrogant, and shallow amongst other things.
    Vincent Gallo wasn’t anything to write home about in my book. I’d witness him speaking of the type of women he went after. If it was just the fear of being tied down maybe I could give him a bit of acceptance, but the man knew how to rub me the wrong way. He was constantly hitting on someone, and more than one occasion that someone was me. Now,