Time had seemed to pause the last few months for the couple as they awaited for their special date that had seemed to knocking at their door for what had seemed ages. It had come with its rage, and though it was not all entirely perfectly orchestrated, Parker wouldn’t have had it any differently. Not when Eveleigh Willows was his bride, and forever would belong to them. The two had decided to take upon the analogy of a ring to symbolize the path that they would walk together for the rest of their lives, and even though she had been among of the only girls he had ever loved, Parker knew it was one of the best decisions that he could have ever made.
When their eyes had met at the church, memories had flitted to his mind. It had made him nostalgic as he racked his brain for his all-consuming vow of marriage, causing the congregation to sputter in laughs as they shared the moment. He remembered the day he had found her alone at the park, and how he had stayed up with her all night when her mother had no promise of ever coming back, or their first time they had consummated their love under the strange situation of being home alone when they were only sixteen. They shared life together, and maybe that was why Parker understood that he would never be able to walk without her. She was his person; ultimately his best friend- the one that held secrets that he never shared with anyone and Parker knew her mind just about as well she did. It didn’t take a ring or a ceremony to know that it had been written in the stars that their destiny was forever, but (by the push of his mother) it had been the next step in their relationship.
They stood outside their hotel door, Parker fumbling with the hotel card with a tired bride behind him as he tried to figure out how the device worked. Eventually, the lock unclicked and a smile found its way across his lips as he pushed it open for his wife. “You’d think for a five star hotel they would make it easier to unlock a door,” Parker scoffed as he closed the door behind him as his eyes never left Eve. Even with her hair tousled by the day’s event, Parker was always caught off guard by her candid beauty. He’d always wonder how a girl like her- beauty past skin- could have stayed with someone as problematic as him, but he didn’t dare question it for he couldn’t ever create the physical pain of imagining Eve with someone else. Just the notion caused the tip of his fingers flame with envy.
He watched her float room to room with awe imprinted upon her face with the same smile as he stayed close to his thoughts as he waited for the bellboy to bring their luggage up from where they had been minutes checking in in the lobby. It had been an agonizing five minutes before there was a knock at the door, but when he stumbled upon the master bedroom later on and found Eve sitting on the edge of the bed with a pleased look, Parker knew it had been worth the wait. Their eyes met, as if the motion wasn’t all ready natural enough and she invited him over next to her silently causing him to throw his jacket to the side on the floor. With one article of clothing long forgotten, Parker rested his hands on either side of his wife and leaned forward. “Mrs. Daniels-” He whispered then, pausing to take the dramatic effect it had on his heart. “I like the sound of that. Mrs. Daniels-” He hummed, kissing her lips softly before his left hand rested on top of her right hand. “Mrs. Daniels, I love you. Mmm-” His lips carried on carelessly down to her neck. “I rushed the bellboy out–… hope you don’t mind. This is our night.”