January 7, 2017 by dellanioakes
“Never. Not for a moment will I regret marrying you as I did. Would it have been better to bed you without a ceremony?”
“What makes you think I’d have allowed that?” Gabriella gave him a playfully scandalized look.
“The way you were groping at my well appointed pants.” Manuel laughed, kissing her upturned face. “I love you so, Gabriella. You are a part of me like no other.”
© 2017 Dellani Oakes