"Dearest,"

Sean started in a chipper tone. He leaned in towards you with a grin plastered on his face.

"You know the sayin' 'Somethin' old, somethin' new, somethin' borrowed, somethin' blue? I think I got an idea for somethin' blue for our wedding"

His grin turned mischievous, you knew what that meant. Such a dirty Irish bastard he was, but he's your dirty Irish bastard.

"So, you wanna hear it, lovely?"

He brought you in closer to him by wrapping an arm around the small of your back.