Accidently Married by Yenthu Wentz Page B

of days I spent all my time
working so that there won’t be any problems. As Tuesday morning
rolls around I grab my luggage that I packed the night before and
head toward the door. I am wearing my usual comfortable close, big
grey t-shirt, blue jeans and my black slip-on shoes.
    I open the door only to find Mr. Livingston
with his right had raised, ready to knock. This is the first time I
have ever seen him dressed so casually in a blue t-shirt and a pair
of jeans. They fit him so well I was practically gawking. He looks
as if he belongs in these clothes.
    “Mr. Livingston what are you doing here?” I ask
confused.
    “I figured it would be more convincing if we
arrive together rather than separately. Also you should probably
stop calling me Mr. Livingston if you really want this plan to
work.”
    “Oh, right. So M-matthieu, shall we get going?”
I ask shyly.
    The ride to the airport was met in complete
silence and it didn’t get any better when we finally arrived. As we
board our plane I start to head toward the back of the plane where
the economy seats are when Matthieu says, “Where are you going? Our
seats are right here.”
    I look around confused, “but this is first
class, I booked an economy flight.”
    “I know and I changed it, your seat is right
here next to mine.”
    “But I can’t afford this!” I said
stunned.
    “No worries, remember? I’m your fiancée and we
are getting married in a few days so what’s mine is yours.” He said
straight faced.
    “Haha very funny.” I said sarcastically, but I
sat down next to him. No use arguing I already know how stubborn he
can be. We settle in as the flight attendant starts the in flight
movie. I must have fallen asleep because I slowly realize that
there is a blanket covering me and I am next to something warm. I
snuggle closer only to find out that I am snuggling closer to
Matthieu. I jerk awake quickly, my hands flying to my hair trying
to make it neat and hoping I didn’t snore.
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.
Literally.”
    “It’s ok. You look cute when you’re sleeping;
you even have a cute snore.” He said chuckling.
    I blush and cover my face in shame as I mumble,
“On no. please tell me I didn’t snore.”
    Smiling Matthieu said, “Only a
little.”
    As I was about to retort the flight attendant
came on the speaker and said, “Thank you for flying United
Airlines. We would like to welcome you to Colorado. The time is now
11 a.m. we hope to fly with you again, thank you and have a good
day.”
    After we grab our luggage we head out toward
the gate. As we approach the gate I see my sister holding a sign
that reads, “Welcome home soon to be Mr. and Mrs.
Livingston!”
    Oh god. This is going to be one long
weekend.
    We greet my sister and head toward my childhood
home in Black Forest, Colorado. As we pull up, I see my mother
walking out of the house smiling. We get out of the car and she
gives me a hug, she then turns to Matthieu gives him a big hug and
says, “It’s good to finally meet you. My name is Adeline McAllister
and to tell you the truth, I didn’t think you actually exist. Now
come into the house, we have a lot to discuss.”
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    For the next few days my mother dragged me to
dress fittings, food and cake tastings, and flower shops. By Friday
night I was exhausted. My mother put Matthieu and I in separate
rooms as is tradition in our family. So I haven’t seen him since we
arrived. I wonder what he is doing.
    I head toward my room to change when on my
right the bathroom door opens to reveal Matthieu, naked and
dripping wet from his shower with only a small towel wrapped around
his waist. I must have been staring a little too hard because he
smirked and said, “Like what you see?”
    “Umm…no…I mean…yes…umm…” Bright red, I try to
get words to form in my dry mouth but before I could say anything I
hear, “What the hell is going on here?”
    “First you tell me nothing is going