Chanel POV
After our ‘misunderstanding’ on our first wedding discussion, everything fell in to place when we tried to talk again. We are now sitting at the living room couch with Alex’s iPad on hand, while I’m eating my cookie dough ice cream.
We will get married at the latter part of March during my spring break. At the beginning, I gave Alex the option of marrying January or February, but it will be held here in San Francisco or in his family’s resort in Santa Cruz, Or he would wait for my spring break and we can wed somewhere else.
“Alex, I can’t leave campus when I still have classes. I would like to end the academic year in good standing.”
“Baby, you know I could pull a few strings. I’m asking for three days only. Two days, tops.”
I was about to stand up, when he held my hand.
