Theo

Ten Months Later

“Mrs. Graham,” I wrap my arms around my wife—as of twenty minutes

ago—and press a kiss to her neck.

She turns around and rubs her hands up my chest before she reaches up

on her toes to kiss me. “Mr. Graham.” She scrunches her nose. “You know? I think I’m just going to call you husband instead. Mr. Graham makes me feel like I’m thirteen again.” She giggles.

“I don’t care what you call me as long as you’ve got this ring on your finger.” I rub the wedding band I’d just slid on her finger that joined the four-carat oval-cut engagement ring. We’d snuck off to the bridal suite for a moment before we have to join everyone at the reception and I am hoping that I can entice her to let me see what’s under her dress again. “You look so beautiful,” I tell her as I help her take her veil off. “I am the luckiest man in the world.” I cup her face and press my lips to hers.

“Theo...we really can’t.” She giggles. “It’s bad enough we started the ceremony twenty minutes late because som