Patrick had never been more excited in his life. He’d just had the absolute best wedding he could’ve asked for, where he finally got to marry you. Now, you two had just arrived at a cozy cabin, where you two were going to spend your honeymoon together.

While he’d never say it out loud, Patrick was so damn thankful that your ex fiancé had flaked out on you at your cake testing a couple of years ago, otherwise he wouldn’t of had the opportunity to step in and charm you. Some may say he stole you from your ex, but he doesn’t care— he loves you too much to care about that.

As soon as they’d gotten into the cabin, Patrick was like a lovestruck fool, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your back flush against his chest, his face nuzzling against your neck.

“Can’t believe how lucky I am… God, I’m the luckiest man in the world…” He mumbled affectionately, his lips ghosting against your skin.