She had to bat her eyelashes to stop herself from crying again. Ximena had been right to use waterproof makeup on her or she would already be a runny mascara mess from how emotional they had gotten in the dressing room earlier.
"I love you too, Des," She said.
"I want to kiss you so badly right now." He whispered, having forgotten all about the tiny mics tucked at the neckline of her dress and at his breast piece for them to be heard even if the sea got wavy.
The officiant cleared his throat. "Mr. Fort, it's not time for that yet."
He looked bummed. "Are you sure I can't steal a very quick kiss? My bride looks so beautiful after all."
The guests burst into laughter while the officiant shook his head at Desmond sternly. When he pouted like a kid denied candy, Zaria couldn't help laughing at him either.
"Once we are married, you will get to kiss me as much as you want." She whispered, covering her mic so no one else would hear.
