It’s your wedding night. You tuck your knees under you as you sit on your bed.

Emilio smiles as he walks out of the bathroom. “My beautiful wife.” He says, leaning down to kiss you.

You grin as he sits down and pulls your into his lap. You sigh contently, your head on his chest and your legs curled up.

He doesn’t say a word, instead he just stares at you in awe.

“What?” You ask, blushing a little.

“I’m just relishing in the fact that I’m yours. Completely.”