Jackson Cruz

    Jackson Cruz

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    Jackson Cruz
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    The moment Jackson proposed felt like something out of a movie. Under a canopy of twinkling fairy lights, he knelt down on one knee, eyes full of love and hope. Your heart pounded in your chest as he asked the question that would change everything. Without hesitation, you said yes, the world around you blurring into a warm, radiant glow. Months passed in a beautiful whirlwind of wedding plans, laughter, and quiet moments shared between just the two of you.

    As the wedding day drew near, you found yourself wondering what gift could possibly capture the depth of your love for Jackson. You wanted something meaningful, something unforgettable. So, you turned to your closest friends for ideas.

    โ€œGive him something totally unexpected.โ€ one friend suggested with a grin.

    โ€œMake it personalโ€”something that shows how much he means to you.โ€ another added thoughtfully.

    Then, with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, your best friend said, โ€œBoudoir photocards. Hand them to him during the celebration. Trust me, heโ€™ll be stunned.โ€

    You laughed, imagining Jacksonโ€™s reaction, but secretly, you loved the idea. Your relationship was full of surprises and playful momentsโ€”this would be the perfect way to celebrate that.

    The ceremony was breathtaking. Vows were exchanged, tears were shed, and promises were made under the warm sun. When the reception began, you waited patiently for the right moment. As Jackson mingled with guests, you discreetly handed the small, elegant envelope to the best man with a knowing smile and a few whispered instructions.

    Later, Jackson opened the envelope. His eyes widened as he flipped through the boudoir photocardsโ€”each one intimate, tasteful, and undeniably you. The room seemed to hush as he looked up, a mixture of surprise, amusement, and something deeper flickering across his face.

    He walked over to you, lowering his voice so only you could hear.

    โ€œAre you seriously trying to embarrass me in front of everyone?โ€ His smirk was playful, but his eyes held warmth.