Maddie smiled as I lowered to her height, and said, “I love you, Flame. I cannot wait to become your wife.”
Growling, I pressed my lips to hers then pulled away. Maddie stepped back, and I picked up the two smaller boxes from the ground. I handed one to her, and she opened it. Maddie stared at the ring inside, the ring meant for me to wear, and took it out to hold in her hand. “It is black,” she said, and threw me another smile.
Doing the same with the box in my hand, I placed her tiny ring in my palm. Maddie glanced down at it, and whispered, “My ring is black and gold.” She studied it harder, then stopped breathing. Fixing her attention on me, she said, “Like flames. The black and gold look like flames.” She sighed. “It is you. This ring… it will forever be my little piece of you.”
My chest ached as she stared at that bit of gold and I rocked on my feet. I had no fucking idea how to do this. All this romantic shit. I wanted to tell her so fucking much, about how she made me feel, what she meant to me, but I knew I didn’t have the words. I wasn’t built to be able to tell her shit like that. But I’d fucking show her. For the rest of my life I’d fucking show her every single day.
I just wanted her to be mine.
Property of Flame.
I just wanted her as my wife.
“What is the other box for?” Maddie asked quietly, looking behind me.
I glanced at the only box left on the ground. “I’ll show you after.”
Maddie frowned up at me, but didn’t say anything else.
Then it got real fucking quiet.
Hearing Maddie breathing quickly, I watched as she straightened her shoulders and stepped even closer to me. Suddenly, she reached down, and shyly took hold of my left hand with her left hand.
Then those big green eyes I loved so fucking much lifted to lock onto mine. Maddie’s cheeks flushed pink, and inhaling a long shaky breath, she smiled and put her right hand over her heart. “I am so nervous,” she whispered, and just about crushed me where I fucking stood.
“Yeah,” I replied, feeling exactly the same and Maddie squeezed my hand. She always understood what was going on in my head.
“Because I want this so much,” she then whispered. “I… I just never… it is too surreal for me, being here, dressed like this, doing this. I… I never ever thought I could have this. But I have, Flame. And the miracle is that I get to have it with you.”
My chest clenched so tight and my throat clogged real full. Inhaling through my nose, I managed to ask, “Is it enough? Is this enough for you without a Pastor or some official here to make it real? Is this, just us giving each other rings, legit enough? I’d fucking hate it if it didn’t seem real to you, like a real wedding.”
Maddie pressed a kiss to our joined hands, and assured, “It is real, Flame. This is completely real to me. I do not need anyone else here to tell me what I already know… that I am yours, and you are mine. Our vows to one another tonight are what matters most, not a signed piece of paper from a stranger who has no idea who we are as people. What we mean to each other. What we have overcome together.” She shook her head. “No. This private ceremony of two is as real as it gets. There is no fuss, no frills. I am purely betrothing my heart and soul to you tonight, and you I. To me, that is the ultimate expression of our love. And it is perfect. There is you, and there is me. That is all we will ever need.”
“Maddie,” I groaned, needing to fucking hear those words so much.