Chapter 50
The next morning, Lila woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and the sound of soft waves lapping against the shore. The sun filtered through the curtains, painting the room in a warm glow. She stretched lazily, feeling the delicious ache of the previous day's adventures still lingering in her muscles.
Alex was sitting on the edge of the bed, two steaming mugs in his hands, his face lighting up the moment she opened her eyes.
"Good morning, future Mrs. Harrison," he said with a grin, handing her a mug.
Lila's heart fluttered at the sound of the name, a soft smile spreading across her face. "Good morning, future husband," she replied, sitting up and wrapping her hands around the warm mug.
They sipped their coffee in comfortable silence, the weight of the previous day still settling in. Everything felt like a dream—this little hideaway, their engagement, the quiet simplicity of their love. Lila had never felt so content, so sure that this was exactly where she was meant to be.
After a while, Alex broke the silence. "So, what do you think? Should we start planning the wedding soon, or should we let the adventure continue a little longer?"
Lila raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Are you telling me that planning a wedding isn't an adventure?"
Alex laughed, setting his mug down and turning toward her. "I'm sure it is, but I want to make sure we do it our way. No rush, no pressure—just what feels right for us."
Lila loved that about Alex. He never let life push them into something they weren't ready for. Every decision they made felt deliberate, full of love and intention.
"Well," she said thoughtfully, setting her mug down, "how about we do both? We can start thinking about what we want, but let's keep the adventure going. We don't have to do things the traditional way."
Alex's eyes lit up with interest. "What are you thinking?"
Lila shifted in bed, excitement bubbling up inside her. "What if we planned a wedding somewhere unexpected? Somewhere meaningful to us—maybe on one of our travels. Something small and intimate, just us and the people who mean the most to us."
Alex's face broke into a wide smile. "I love that. No fuss, no stress—just an adventure wrapped around our love story."
Lila grinned, her heart racing with excitement. The idea of blending their love of travel and adventure with their wedding felt perfect. It wasn't about grand gestures or an elaborate event—it was about them, about celebrating in a way that felt true to who they were.
They spent the rest of the morning lying in bed, tossing around ideas for their wedding. The more they talked, the more they realized that they didn't want anything traditional. They wanted something that reflected who they were as a couple—something fun, spontaneous, and full of the love and laughter that had defined their relationship from the start.
"Do you remember that little villa we stayed in on our trip to Italy last year?" Lila asked, her eyes lighting up with the memory. "The one with the vineyard and the view of the hills?"
Alex nodded, his own excitement growing. "You think we could have the wedding there?"
Lila shrugged, a playful smile on her face. "Why not? We could rent it out, invite our closest friends and family, and have a beautiful, intimate ceremony at sunset. It could be perfect."
Alex sat up, his enthusiasm palpable. "I love it! A wedding in Tuscany… just us, the people we love, and the most breathtaking view."
Lila felt her heart soar at the thought. It was exactly what she wanted—a wedding that was more about the experience, the people, and the love they shared than about traditions or expectations.
"We'll have to make sure the wine is amazing, though," she teased, her eyes sparkling.
Alex chuckled, pulling her into his arms. "With you by my side, everything will be amazing."
They spent the next few hours dreaming about the details—small, thoughtful touches that would make the day feel personal and unique. They talked about writing their own vows, sharing stories with their closest friends around a firepit, and dancing under the stars.
As the sun began to rise higher in the sky, Lila felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. She had never imagined that planning a wedding could feel so fun, so full of life. But with Alex, everything was an adventure—everything felt full of possibility.
By late afternoon, they had the beginnings of a plan. A wedding in Tuscany, surrounded by their closest friends and family, with plenty of good food, great wine, and endless laughter. It would be the kind of wedding that felt like an extension of who they were, a celebration of love that would echo for years to come.
As they sat on the porch of their beachside hideaway, watching the waves roll in, Alex turned to Lila with a thoughtful expression.
"You know," he said, his voice soft but full of meaning, "I always knew I wanted to spend my life with someone who made every moment