It had taken a few months, but I was ready.
The relationship I shared with Kale hadn’t been easy. It was rocky, and we had as many downs as we had ups.
But, we made it work. And now, we were married.
We were honeymooning in France.
We’d shared a night of passion together, which was beyond my expectations.
I stood before him in my lingerie and stockings, holding him. I was ready.
“Are you absolutely sure?” Kale asked. His eyes were full of worry.”It won’t be easy for you, you know this.”
“I can handle it,” I said. My mind was made up.”Bite me.”
Kale took my face in his hands, and bent his head towards my throat.
1 year later