him with anxious pleading eyes.
He felt an irritation growing in his stomach and it was bubbling and brewing outward. "You don't want to marry me, Tiffany, you don't love me!'
"Yes, I do!" she insisted. "Yes I do! I do...," she said and began to cry again. "How can I prove it to you?”
He shook his head. "We've already been through this." He began to turn toward the house, but she grabbed his arm and hung on it.
"No wait! Please! Give me another chance!" She insisted. "Doesn't our love deserve another chance?" she asked as though her very world depended on it.
Colby turned and looked at her. "You had your chance. You chose him. Have him."
He pulled his arm from her and turned to walk to the house, but she called out to him in desperation.
"Wait! Wait! I will do what you asked me to do. I'll show you... I'll prove that I love you and want only you!" she called out to him and he turned around to look at her.
"What are you doing?" he asked doubtfully.
Tiffany pulled out her phone and called Ron. She put it on speakerphone. Ron answered.
"Hey baby, I didn't think you'd be calling me this soon! We just got back! You need some more? I'll give you all you want. Come on over anytime. I got the big dog waiting for you right here, hard and hungry!" he said in a sexy tone.
Colby thought he would be sick where he stood, and Tiffany did not miss the look of utter disgust on his face.
"Ron, I'm breaking up with you. It's over. We're through. I'm going to marry Colby and be his wife for the rest of our lives. No more screwing around with you. We're done.”
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment and Colby stared at her with wide eyes, his mouth slightly ajar.
He couldn't believe she had done it. Had she really just told her boyfriend off and swore to be his forever? He was amazed. Perhaps the scare of him breaking up with her had been enough of a jolt to bring her to her senses.
The deep voice on her phone sounded angry. "What? What are you talking about? You can't break us up! We're too good together!"
She watched Colby as she spoke to her phone. "Well, I do mean it. We're done, you and me, and I never want to see you again. That's final. Don't call, don't come over, don't try to see me. We're through!" she snapped at Ron and then she ended the call and took a few steps toward Colby.
"See?" she asked hopefully. "I do love you. I do want to be with you." She closed the distance between them and walked up very close to him, sliding her arms around his waist and tilting her chin up so that she could look at him.
"Please, Colby? Please don't call off the wedding. We are best when we are together."
Colby just stared at her. She had just shown him beyond the shadow of a doubt that she did love him, that she wanted him, and that she was willing to be his wife for the rest of his life.
He took a deep breath and hoped beyond hope that he was making the right decision. "Okay." he said quietly. "We'll get married. We'll go forward with the wedding. I haven't called it off yet. You got here just in time."
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "Oh Colby, you're the best! I love you so much! Thank you!" she kissed his mouth, "Thank you!" she kissed it again. "Thank you!" she kissed him hard then, driving her tongue between his lips and giving him a deeply passionate kiss.
Then she stood back from him and looked at him fully. "I have wedding plans to finish. I'll see you later! I love you!"
"I love you too." Colby called after her as she bounded away from him, her blonde waves flying. The trouble was, he wasn't fully sure if he still meant it like he used to.
The day of the wedding came, and in the week that proceeded it, his life was a whirl of parties and dinners, showers and guests. He had heard from Tiffany that Shannon would be her maid of honor, and he had hoped to see Shannon
He felt an irritation growing in his stomach and it was bubbling and brewing outward. "You don't want to marry me, Tiffany, you don't love me!'
"Yes, I do!" she insisted. "Yes I do! I do...," she said and began to cry again. "How can I prove it to you?”
He shook his head. "We've already been through this." He began to turn toward the house, but she grabbed his arm and hung on it.
"No wait! Please! Give me another chance!" She insisted. "Doesn't our love deserve another chance?" she asked as though her very world depended on it.
Colby turned and looked at her. "You had your chance. You chose him. Have him."
He pulled his arm from her and turned to walk to the house, but she called out to him in desperation.
"Wait! Wait! I will do what you asked me to do. I'll show you... I'll prove that I love you and want only you!" she called out to him and he turned around to look at her.
"What are you doing?" he asked doubtfully.
Tiffany pulled out her phone and called Ron. She put it on speakerphone. Ron answered.
"Hey baby, I didn't think you'd be calling me this soon! We just got back! You need some more? I'll give you all you want. Come on over anytime. I got the big dog waiting for you right here, hard and hungry!" he said in a sexy tone.
Colby thought he would be sick where he stood, and Tiffany did not miss the look of utter disgust on his face.
"Ron, I'm breaking up with you. It's over. We're through. I'm going to marry Colby and be his wife for the rest of our lives. No more screwing around with you. We're done.”
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment and Colby stared at her with wide eyes, his mouth slightly ajar.
He couldn't believe she had done it. Had she really just told her boyfriend off and swore to be his forever? He was amazed. Perhaps the scare of him breaking up with her had been enough of a jolt to bring her to her senses.
The deep voice on her phone sounded angry. "What? What are you talking about? You can't break us up! We're too good together!"
She watched Colby as she spoke to her phone. "Well, I do mean it. We're done, you and me, and I never want to see you again. That's final. Don't call, don't come over, don't try to see me. We're through!" she snapped at Ron and then she ended the call and took a few steps toward Colby.
"See?" she asked hopefully. "I do love you. I do want to be with you." She closed the distance between them and walked up very close to him, sliding her arms around his waist and tilting her chin up so that she could look at him.
"Please, Colby? Please don't call off the wedding. We are best when we are together."
Colby just stared at her. She had just shown him beyond the shadow of a doubt that she did love him, that she wanted him, and that she was willing to be his wife for the rest of his life.
He took a deep breath and hoped beyond hope that he was making the right decision. "Okay." he said quietly. "We'll get married. We'll go forward with the wedding. I haven't called it off yet. You got here just in time."
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "Oh Colby, you're the best! I love you so much! Thank you!" she kissed his mouth, "Thank you!" she kissed it again. "Thank you!" she kissed him hard then, driving her tongue between his lips and giving him a deeply passionate kiss.
Then she stood back from him and looked at him fully. "I have wedding plans to finish. I'll see you later! I love you!"
"I love you too." Colby called after her as she bounded away from him, her blonde waves flying. The trouble was, he wasn't fully sure if he still meant it like he used to.
The day of the wedding came, and in the week that proceeded it, his life was a whirl of parties and dinners, showers and guests. He had heard from Tiffany that Shannon would be her maid of honor, and he had hoped to see Shannon
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