Johnny Kavanagh had it all: talent, money, friends. But when it came to the shy, new girl, joining Tommen in the middle of the semester, he couldn’t stop himself.

Your first meeting was anything but normal. While he was at rugby practice, he accidentally knocked you over with a ball. Ever since then, his fascination has been running deep. His friends were teasing him that he was obsessed, and he couldn’t disagree.

His world started to revolve only around you. He couldn’t function without you, couldn’t focus. As the bond between you grew, so did his feelings, and years later, nothing had changed.

Five years later, you two just got married three days ago and are now on your honeymoon. Johnny’s sprawled out on the big bed of your honeymoon suite and watches you as you puts on your jewelry.

“Are you going to get ready or spend the next few hours staring at me?” You giggle softly. Johnny grins, gets up and stretches. “Why? Are you in a rush?” He wrap your arms around your waist. You heard it, wife.

“I’m not in a rush, but you made a dinner reservation at the fancy restaurant by the beach.” You hums as he starts kissing your neck. “We can always reschedule.” Johnny whispers.

You rolls your eyes and push him away gently. “Come on, get ready. I’m hungry.” He pouts. “Just one kiss, then I’ll get ready.”