*Sterling's POV*
We followed the photographer over to the staging area. Our mom's wanted a million different pictures in their own hundred different poses. Greyson and I obliged them. I was already feeling the exhaustion radiating in every muscle in my body. After a few more group shots, the photographer wanted to get some of just Greyson and I. We posed in romantic poses, he helped and supported me at a time to make the photographer's vision of how the picture was supposed to turn out, actually turn out. I could have sworn if we didn't stop soon, my water would have broken from all the activity and excitement.
Greyson must have sensed that I was starting to get really uncomfortable on my feet because he picked me up bridal style and carried me under the tent that had been set up in the
