Delaney rolled her eyes. Zac’s mouth twitched.
Elvis looked up, suddenly stone sober. “All jesting aside folks, marriage is an honorable estate and not to be entered into lightly or unadvisedly, but discreetly and solemnly. Into this relationship these two persons come to be joined. Zac, do you take Delaney to be your wedded wife, to live together in bonds of marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, so long as you both shall live?”
“I will,” Zac replied, his gaze locked on Delaney.
“Delaney, do you take Zac to be your wedded husband, to live together in bonds of marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, so long as you both shall live?”
“I will,” Delaney whispered.
Zac fumbled as he slid the plain gold band onto Delaney’s trembling finger.
Clasping their hands together, Elvis resumed, “Inasmuch as you have consented together in marriage, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the laws of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”
Zac drew Delaney into his arms for a long, dizzying kiss. As a new song commenced, Zac enfolded her tightly in his arms and whispered softly in her ear, “I couldn’t help falling in love with you.”