Then maybe one on your wedding day, just a short imagine of the ceremony and the reception afterwards.
You watched one by one as your bridesmaids walked down the aisle with Chris’ groomsmen. “We’re up next,” your Dad spoke up from next to you. “You ready?”
You found you couldn’t talk so you nodded and smiled. “Ok, let’s go,” he said and entwined an arm with yours. As the door in front of you opened you and your dad started down the petaled aisle.
You vaguely processed the smiled and loving looks of your loved ones around you but all your focus was really on Chris at the other end of your path. Hair done, beard nicely trimmed, and looking handsome in a black suit and tie. When your eyes met his you found yourself tearing up; you saw his eyes were glossy with tears creeping down his cheeks.
You kept your eyes locked on his until you found him standing in front of you, smiling.
You and Chris, now husband and wife, stood together waiting to make your entrance into your reception as official husband and wife. “The biggest part is over,” Chris said not letting go of you as he held you close.
“Now we just have to throw a killer party,” you giggled into his chest.
“It is my pleasure to introduce, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Evans!!!” You heard the DJ call your name and the crowd cheer. You two walked hand and hand into the hall and smiled at your friends and family who lined the dance floor. “Ladies and Gentlemen, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Evans.” You heard your and Chris’ song come on as you reached the floor and felt his hands snake around your waist.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and swayed together as the music played. “I don’t like being in front of all these people,” you nervously giggled.
“I forgot everyone was here for a second to be honest.”
“What do you mean?”
“All I was looking at was your beautiful face,” you felt yourself blush as the words left his lips. “I love you,” he said sincerely.