(Tilly)
I gazed down at my wedding ring, the smile on my face was almost painful with how big it was.
We did it..we were married. I was Mrs. Matilda Walters and Rylan was my husband. My husband!! How is this even possible?! I swear I must've hit my head all those weeks ago in the restaurant..this had to be some type of coma-induced dream where I was getting everything I ever wanted. No, more than that..because I didn't even know it could be this amazing.
"Give me a kiss wifey." Rylan whispered, his hand gripping my chin before turning my head slowly.
I couldn't help but bat my eyelashes at him..the past two days have been nothing but incredible and let's just say we didn't leave the hotel room more than once..and that was only because Rylan went to meet the pizza guy down in the lobb
