“Okay, so I guess I don’t get to carry you over the threshold yet,” David joked as he and Jasmine stood in front of their new home.
Jasmine giggled. “Not yet, sweetie,”
she said. “But only a little while left until the wedding. I can’t wait!”
The two had begun looking for a
place to call their own shortly after the engagement. Initially they’d
contemplated Jasmine moving into David’s apartment, but in the end had decided
that they wanted to begin their new lives together in a new home. It was a
gorgeous, contemporary house that they’d both fallen in love with from the
moment they saw it. Today, the closing
had been surprisingly smooth, and now it was theirs.
“It’s perfect,” said Jasmine proudly.
“It is,” said David. “I can’t
believe it’s ours."
Looking at him adoringly and
putting her arms around his neck, she said, “It’s ours. I can’t wait to be your
wife and call this our home, maybe even have a couple of little ones.”
“A couple?” he said, smiling. “How
many is a couple?”
“Oh…maybe three or four,” she
said, laughing.
“Really?” he said, smiling. “Well
maybe we should get started right away then. It may take awhile. Actually, I
guess it doesn’t matter. We’ll have fun trying.”
Jasmine blushed.
“What?” he said, laughing. “It’s
true, you know.” He gently raised her chin. Then stroking her cheek and looking
at her seriously he said, “I’m looking forward to it."
“So am I,” she admitted
softly. She cleared her throat. "Is it hot out here or what. Let's go inside."
David laughed and kissed her on the cheek. “I’m
sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“I know,” said Jasmine.
“It’s just that we’ve never talked so openly about it, you know? It’s going to
take some getting used to.”
“I know,” he said, taking her
hand. “Okay. C’mon, let’s go inside.”
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The weeks flew by and as the big
day steadily approached David and Jasmine grew more and more excited. Jasmine had
already moved into the new house and they’d decided that David would move in
after the wedding. It was a fun and exciting time and they were both very
grateful.
Now, with only a couple of weeks
left until the wedding, they’d invited their siblings over to their new house for
dinner. As Maid of Honor and Best Man, respectively, both Anne and Daniel had given
the couple invaluable encouragement and help in planning the big event, even
though they both lived in other cities.Tonight would be David and Jasmine’s
way of thanking them for all they’d done.
I’m so excited for tonight,
thought Jasmine, as she waited for David to arrive. He’d been traveling and
working on location for a new music video for the past week. She
knew that he was especially excited about getting to catch up with Daniel, who
was also a musician and traveled often with his own band. Suddenly the door
bell rang.
“Hello, love of my life,” said
Jasmine, grinning excitedly, as she opened the door.
“Hey, baby,” David replied,
walking in and taking her in his arms. “Let me look at you. “ Her hair was back
and in a ponytail, which he always loved. He paused, studying her face before
finally kissing her. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too,” said
Jasmine. “How did everything go?”
“It went well,” he said. “I think
the video will be great. I can’t wait to see it after it’s edited.”
“Good,” said Jasmine, wrapping her
arms around his neck and pulling him close. “I’m glad you’re back.”
“So am I,” he said. Amazing, he
thought to himself as he held her. She always seemed to get more beautiful to
him every time he saw her. He knew he’d never tire of looking at that gorgeous
face every day for the rest of his life.
“So,” asked David, “what are we cooking
tonight?”
“I thought we could make some chicken pasta.
It’s a recipe that Dad and I have made before. It’s really delicious,” she
said, taking his hand and leading him into the kitchen.
“Mmm,” he said. “That sounds
good.”
“And,” she said, “I thought we’d
make the pasta from scratch. That’s why we’re getting started so early.”
“Cool,” said David. “I’ve never
made homemade pasta before. I guess you’ll have to give me a lesson.”
Jasmine laughed. “It’s a deal,”
she said. “Shall we get started?”
“Yes, let’s do it,” he said.
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“Okay,” said Jasmine thirty
minutes later, “now we have to let the dough rest for a while. So, in the
meantime we can make the chicken.”
“Rest?” asked David, surprised.
“This is more work than I thought.”
“It is,” she agreed, smiling. “But
I must say that I love working with you. You’re a very good student.”
“Thanks, Ms. Curtis-Smith. And by
the way, you’re the hottest teacher I’ve ever had,” he said, winking at her.
“David,” Jasmine joked, “no
flirting. It’s not allowed in the classroom.”
“Sorry,” he replied. "But I can’t promise that it won’t happen again.”
“Guess that’s a chance I’ll have
to take,” said Jasmine, smiling back at him.
They continued cooking, talking,
and enjoying each others’ company. The house already felt like home to them and
they were both eagerly anticipating being husband and wife.
“We did it!” said Jasmine
excitedly, an hour later. “And it tastes delicious. Don’t you think?”
As she looked up at David she
started to giggle.
“What?” he asked.
“You have flour…” she said
pointing at his face.
“Oh, really?” he said, smiling
back at her. “I’m not falling for that again. Remember last time?”
“I’m serious,” said Jasmine, still
laughing.
“Okay, then, where is it?” he
asked.
“Here,” she said, brushing her
fingers through his hair. “Oops, sorry! It looks like I just added more!”
“Well, that’s funny ‘cause you’ve
got some here, and here,” he said as he reached out and quickly brushed flour
on her cheek and nose.
Jasmine reached over and grabbed
some flour. “Oh… I see,” she said with a glint in her eye. “That’s how you want
it?”
“Don’t do it!” he yelled, but it
was too late. Jasmine quickly threw it at him. As she laughed, David retaliated
and the air began to fill with powder as a flour battle ensued. Laughing, David
grabbed Jasmine from behind as she turned to run.
“Looks like there’s no escape,” he
said, laughing as she squirmed. “You might as well give up.”
As he was speaking, his lips
brushed against her neck. Suddenly, neither of them moved, as the mood between
them quickly changed. Realizing what had happened, they both held their breath
for a moment and then, unable to resist, he kissed her on her neck.
Jasmine gasped as a shock ran through her body. Closing her eyes,
she felt his arms tighten around her as he kissed her again. “I knew there was
a reason I like your hair up,” he half whispered. As he loosened his grip,
Jasmine turned to face him and they kissed feverishly. She ran her fingers
through his hair and felt her heart racing as he pulled her closer.
With a groan, David suddenly
pulled back. “We have to stop…this is dangerous,” he said reluctantly, his
voice hoarse with emotion.
Sighing and dropping her head on
his shoulder, Jasmine replied, “I know. It’s just so hard!”
“It is, but only two more weeks to
go,” he said, kissing her on the forehead. “I’m counting the days.”
“I am too,” said Jasmine, gazing
up at him with a slight smile.
“So, I guess maybe we should save
the cooking until after we’re married,” he joked, caressing her cheek.
“Yeah, uh, I agree,” said Jasmine,
grinning. “That’s a good idea.”
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