>>40347200Ah, I can imagine it now. We'd have a small wedding with mosly family members and whisper cheesy marriage cliches to each other while our guests weren't listening. We'd dance across the ballroom floor in a sort-of graceful way since I had been practicing for months to make sure I wouldn't step on her feet, and we'd end the night with very passionate, love-filled sex.
She'd write and publish books while I'd go to my job programming. I'd come home and surprise her by cooking a fantastic meal we could both enjoy as we talk about how our days were before retiring to the den to read our books. She'd peak at me from over her book with her cute spectacles just above her book and I'd give her a subtle smile, as I know she's about to ask me to read her newest piece of writing. I'd read it and jokingly tease her about it before we'd collapse on each other, cuddling and being comfy in front of a warm fireplace. We'd probably spend the entire night there if not for us realizing we should probably go to bed, so we'd go to the bedroom and I'd cuddle her in her fireplace-warmed pajamas, nodding off to sleep happily as she nestled herself into my arms.
