"Okay, So do you want a church venue at St. Peter's church? Or there's the City Hall?"
Peter's already looking at venues for the wedding. It's so sweet.
I flip over the eggs and think. Do I want the dream wedding, or to just be married to him already? Hmm.
"City Hall."
I salt his sunny side up egg and add bacon. Peter always wants bacon in his.
"Alright, now formal or quick ceremony?"
"Quick with our vows."
"Ah, you want to get to the party quick... or honeymoon." He adds at last second.
"PETER."
"Couldn't help myself. Hmm, Invite twenty people or thirty?"
"I don't have anyone so twenty."
"Okay, Next weekend or the weekend after?"
"Next weekend."
"Selena, Are you sure you want something like this?"
"Yes, I'm positive."
His arms wrap around my waist and I breathe in a long breath.
"You know I love you."
"Of course I do."
"I just don't want to make you feel like I forced you into-"
"You didn't, I love you, and I want this. I want to be tied to you."
His lips kiss my shoulder and I shiver in response.
"M-Kay, Uh, I have a surprise for you."
"Me?" I turn around in curiosity to face him.
"Now I know that you think that your all-"
"What did you do?"
"Alone, but I have been digging and I-"
"Peter No."
"Found your relatives. We're visiting them tonight."
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" I yell at him through pain.
"Because I want to meet them Sel. Please, just give them a chance!"
"They didn't give me one."
"Selena, Please forgive them, for me please."
"Absolutely not!"
"Just talk to them-"
"Peter-"
"What do you have to lose?!?!" He yells high over me.
It rang through me and I realized that he was right. What do I have to lose?
"Fine. I'll go."
"Good." He smiles widely at his victory over me.
"Ugh, What am I going to say to them?!"
I really don't know how to reconnect with people that decided to cut me off.
"Hmm, how about hi? Or nice to see you again?"
I purse my lips and shake my head no at him.
"Or you could always do this..."
He leans in and claims my lips intensely. His hands run up my thighs and over my butt. His fingers indent in my muscle on my back. I gasp and pull out of his lips.
"Oh God."
The soft skin lightly kissing up my neck. Mmmm, he feels so good.
"No, Peter, I can't do that!" I push him off.
He leans against the counter in amusement and wipes his face.
"Of course you can't, but I can."
"OH BROTHER!"
I close my eyes and lean my hand in my palm

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Deep Regression
RomanceDepression has become the Ultimate death sentence since 2007. Many have jumped off buildings, and slit their wrists. Finally the government has decided to take action, putting the ill away. Its 2015, and so much has changed. Bill of rights intact...