We Are Married Novels & Stories

As a husband and wife. ______

And we continued to eat in silence. "By the way Lucinda" Dylan's mum said after the long silence and I lifted my head to look at her. I and my husband have had you both enrolled in a marriage class to take some marriage lessons which will enable the both of you to create a good relationship since you both got married unprepared". I almost spat the food in my mouth on hearing that. "What the hell Mum?" Dylan said scoffing. "It's going to help you both build a…" "I don't need it" he blurted out before she could finish.

“I can’t believe we’re picking out baby names right now. We’ve known each other for a week and got married yesterday. This is crazy.” “Maybe, but we both knew we would be getting married, living together and eventually having a child. Most couples go into a relationship figuring one day they will do those things, but we’re not like them. We both knew what this relationship was since the beginning, so it’s not crazy at all.”

We stood there, watching our reception continue without us, both content to just exist in this moment. "I can't believe we're actually married," I said. "I can't believe you said yes. Twice." "You did ask very nicely." "I'm trainable." "Good. Because I have notes." "Of course you do." Later, after the reception ended and guests departed, we drove to a hotel downtown. No honeymoon yet—we'd planned one for next month, after work settled. In our suite, finally alone, Marcus carried me over the threshold despite my protests. "It's tradition!" "It's archaic!"

Home. We were mated. Finally, officially, permanently. And it was perfect.

"I wouldn't change anything because it all led to this." We pulled up to Alexander's apartment building. Soon it would be our apartment together. Tomorrow we'd leave for our Mediterranean honeymoon. Two weeks of just being together without work or stress. But tonight was about celebrating everything we'd built and everything we were becoming. The company announcement. The marriage. The partnership in every sense of that word. "Ready for forever?" Alexander asked as we headed inside. "So ready." I smiled up at my husband. "Let's build something amazing together." And we would. In business and in marriage and in every part of our lives.

The bed was too small to be ours; otherwise, I would be sure to get a refund or even leave the marriage, as there was no way I was consummating my wedding with this tiny-ass bed that seemed like it would break if there was any force to it. “A jet.” He replied simply, gently caressing my skin. “We are on our way to our honeymoon.” “Ohhhh.” I drawled, instantly perking up at the thought of our honeymoon. “Where are we even going to?” I asked, sitting up, but Davy held me down, lowering me back to the bed.

“So, we were married?” He nodded again.

“What do you mean?” “Our parents are not here, there’s no need to act like we’re an actual couple.” I grab the steering wheel just so I have something to do with my hands. “In case you didn’t get the memo, we’re an actual couple, we’re married.” “Cheap coming from someone that wants literally nothing to do with me,” She fumes and crosses her arms on her chest. “I’m only pointing out that we’re married and the fact that it’s wrong to go about talking to men like that. Whether the connection between us is fake or not we have to honour it, we said those vows just a few days ago for crying out loud.”