A Simple Toasting
Katniss felt the gold locket resting on the skin of her neck more so today than any other day. They’d come in from their walk outside, in one hand she held a bouquet of dandelions and wildflowers Peeta picked for her, her other hand was twined with his. They were content on this chilly spring evening. Setting the bouquet on the mantle above fireplace she slipped her necklace that contained the locket from her neck. Peeta stood by the fire stoking it to life. “Peeta can you open the locket, the latch is giving me trouble.”
Katniss waited anxiously to see what he would do. She’d exchanged the pictures for a simple piece of paper. It read “Will you marry me?”
Peeta was so surprised when he looked at the message his blue eyes sparkled brighter than the stars that shown in the night sky. Katniss was relieved at his reaction.
“Yes Katniss, yes,” Peeta cupped her face and peppered small kisses upon her lips.
His kisses made her feet curl and desire to bloom in the deepest parts of her being. “Today, marry me today.” She paused in between kisses to desperately plead with him, “Peeta say yes.”
Peeta nodded his lips brushing against her cheeks, nose, chin and forehead.
Katniss gave him her most radiant of smiles. “Go upstairs and wear something nice.”
Peeta leapt up the stairs eagerly, the noise he made caused her to laugh. Katniss ran to the kitchen for the bread she set aside for their toasting. Then she went to the hall closet to where she hid her dress. She donned the sheer white gown she found at the hob, embroidered with lovely white flowers and dots. Underneath she wore a simple satin sheath white gown. The color was a beautiful contrast to her olive skin. Katniss looked at herself in the hall mirror as she slipped on her head the crown of flowers, she made this morning in the forest. This was no a spur of the moment idea, she was ready to be Katniss Mellark.
She turned her head at the sound of Peeta rushing down the stairs. His blond hair was wet, slicked back and he was tucking in his button down white shirt into his dark pants. His cheeks were red from the exertion and Katniss wanted to gobble him up.
Together they stood in front of the fireplace bread in hand ready to make their commitment. Peeta toasted their pieces with the skewer, she hugged him from behind, and her impatient hands roamed his chest, her lips brushing against the skin of his neck Peeta turned them so that he could embrace her. He gave her a searing kiss that left her hungry for him.
Finally the bread was toasted and together they ate, pledging silently to twine their lives and souls for an eternity. They made love, consummating their union well into the early hours of the morning. Their happiness was only out shown by the rays of the sun, as the beams of sunlight snuck in through the narrow slits in the curtains, and danced carefully across their skin, marking them as them as husband and wife.