Just A Kiss (Part 3) by By: Morgan:) (book recommendations for teens .txt) 📕

feel it. I panicked.
“Pumpkin, are you okay?” I father asked while facing me. I was hyperventilating even more. I ran. I ran until I couldn’t run anymore. I ran to the beach about a quarter of a mile down from the house. I fell to my knee’s in the sand. I looked out over the water and cried. James came up behind me huffing and puffing. He sat next to me.
“What if this is a mistake?” I asked him. “What if this isn’t what we are suppose to do? Maybe what happened to Isabelle was a sign. Maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
“Miley, Miley!” He said trying to get me to look at him. “I love you and I’m sure, with all my heart, I’m suppose to live the rest of my life with you.”
“But James, how do you know?” I asked him. He sat in front of me and wiped my tears.
“Because I love you more than anything on this earth.” He said simply.
“I don’t want to make anymore mistakes.” I cried into his chest.
“This isn’t a mistake. Isabelle would have wanted you to be happy. She loved you, and me. She would have wanted this, darling. Don’t you?” He asked me. I lifted my head. I knew my make up was probably smudged all over my face right now and I most likely looked ridiculous. Well, of course I do. I’m wearing a white wedding dress, with make up running down my face, sitting in the sand. Only if I could see the sight.
“Yes, I want this. I want this more than anything but,” I paused. “I can’t get hurt anymore. I wont be able to handle it. I’m only twenty four and you have no idea everything I’ve been through. I know I’ve told you and it makes it seem less drastic when told but you haven’t had to live it. From the pregnancy at an early age, to moving out because my parents were drunks and would have killed Caleb if it wasn’t for me.” I began to say.
“Wait? Your parents were drunks?” He asked.
“James, I’ve told you this before.” I told him. “Don’t you listen?”
“Yes, I do. I thought you were joking when you said that. They don’t seem like the kind of people who are drunks?” She said.
“I know. When we left they straightened up. Like fricken card board straight. My Father got a job and they began to love each other again. They worked for all this.” I said while motioning to out big house and all our land. “They earned it all. Just to get me and Caleb back.”
“Thats amazing.” He smiled.
“I know. I’m sorry for ruining our wedding.” I apologized.
“Its not ruined. Marry me, Miley. Right now. Come and marry me. They are waiting. I can promise you that this is not a mistake. We are in love and our love is a once in a life time love, Miley. I don’t want to lose you and the only way to ensure me that you can be mine forever, is to take my hand in marriage.” He said.
“This isn’t fair. You’re a lawyer.” I laughed. I know I am too. I can out argue him but he always persuades me. Its like a never ending battle. He picked me up and kissed me. He carried me back to the wedding and set me down by my Father.
“Everything okay?” He asked. I looked at him and smiled.
“Everything is fine.” I assured him.
The music began and my father and I began down the aisle. For the second time. I looked at James. He smiled, showing his white teeth. How could he be so sure? I know I love him. That I know but how could he know this isn’t a mistake? He was so sure and I’m the shaky woman who just lost her child. As I stood face to face with my beloved and looked into his eyes I realized something. It doesn’t matter if we’re married to just together. We are in each others hearts forever. Marriage doesn’t defy that. Nothing can. Its how we are to each other and how we let each other know that we love each other. Marriage is just a symbol. We don’t need it to be happy.
I smiled at him as the preacher spoke. I know that this wasn’t a mistake. I know I was just making a big deal out of nothing. I love this man, so why am I making a fuss out of this? James took out a piece of paper to read his vows.
“Miley Mae Smith,” He smiled. “I vow to love you. To cherish your every kiss. I vow to hold and embrace your warmth. I vow to always try to think in your perspective and to respect and cherish you. I vow to love you through sickness and health. You are the brightest star. The clearest night. We have a once in a lifetime love and I will never let one second go to waste. You are my light, you are my life. You are my other half. I love you and promise to try to never let you down. To never cheat or look at another woman again. I vow to try to be the man you need me to be. To have a shoulder for you to cry on and a hand to wipe your tears.”
“Wow. How am I going to beat that?” I asked with a chuckle. Every word he said made me get chills. This is really it. I took a deep breath as I rattled my brain for my Vows. “James Carter Mathews, I vow to live each day like its our last. I promise to love and to respect you. I vow to listen to you and to hear you out. I will love you like the first time. Every kiss will be as passionate as the first time. I will always love you. I will stick with you through thick and thin. I promise to never cheat. To try to be strong when needed. I will realize that this is love is one of a kind and that it wont go wasted. I know we’ve been through a lot but I vow to be there on the other side. I love you.” I smiled. He looked at me and squeezed my hands.
“Do you, James Carter, take Miley Smith as your wife?” The priest asked James.
“I do.” He answered never looking away from my eyes.
“And do you, Miley Smith, take James Carter as your husband?” He asked me.
“I do.” I smiled.
“Then you may now kiss your bride.” He said and closed his bible. James walked up to me and kissed my lips. The wind blew and my veil and hair blew. The smell of ocean filled my nose. James bent me backwards and kissed me even longer. He was such a show off.
“I now present to you, Miley and James Mathews.” The priest said. James sat me back up and we walked down the aisle.
The dinner after was really nice. We sat down in the middle of the table as everyone sat at the tables in front of us. My Father stood up with his wine and I fork. He tapped it.
“I have to make a toast.” He said. “I want to toast to Miley and James. I want them to have a long, and happy marriage. I know we have gone through a lost but I know James is the best thing for my baby girl right now.” Everyone agreed as I got a little embarrassed. Everyone toasted to it, even me. James put his arm around me and kissed my cheek.
"I love you." He said. I smiled. This I already knew. I love the honeymoon phase but I don't want it to end and us to go to old nagging couples. I see people like that every day. One day kissing and hugging on a beach, another day yelling at each other for who left the water on or who was the last one who drank all the Milk. Its stupid little things like that that can ruin a relationship. I never want to lose James and I'm going to make sure of that.
We've decided that we are not going to waste money on a honeymoon. Although I was kind of looking forward to one because its every woman's dream. To have a family, a wedding, a house, and a honeymoon but I'm not like every other woman. I can suck it up. For James I can do anything.
"I've been looking at houses." James began. I looked up from the paper. "I found one in particular I want you to take a look at. Its a little Country Cottage. Its made out of bricks and I was told the scenery is beautiful."
"When can we take a look?" I asked.
"Now?" He suggested. I grabbed my jacket and purse and headed out the door with him. He took out a little piece of ripped paper and handed it to me. "Read it to me, please."
"1040, Country Drive, Marlington." I read. It was only twenty or thirty minutes away from my Parents. It was also closer to my work.
As we pulled up to the drive way I fell in love. It was brick, just like James said. It had floral arraignments outside. Beautiful Lilacs and Annuals. Bushes traced around the house. Vines scaled along the walls. A brick fence traced along the boarder of the lawn. It was perfect. The smell of fresh air was everywhere. A tall, thin woman in a black skirt opened the door.


“Hi, you must me Michelle. They lady I talked to on the phone.” James asked. He shook her hand then I did.
“Yes, so what do you think of the outside?” She asked. James looked at me.
“It beautiful.” I smiled.
“For a beautiful woman.” James kissed me.
“Aw! Honeymoon stage!” The Woman said. I looked at her. “How long?”
“Not long.” I said honestly. I showed her the ring.
“Woah! What a rock!” She said. James smiled. Its true, the rock was really big. It was beautiful.
“Can we see the rest of the house?” James asked.
“Right this way.” She smiled and let me have my hand back. As we entered the house I was even more in love. The furniture was so amazing. It was black and modern unlike the outside. The kitchen was fantastic. James and I both share a love of cooking so the Kitchen just was the icing on the cake. The stove was old fashion looking but worked like new. There were new appliances and utensils. It was just amazing. I looked at James with my big eyes. He nodded.
“Want to see the bed room?” She asked. We nodded. She showed us the way. As we entered the master bedroom it was exquisite. The bed had a green comforter and the windows had beautiful white floral curtains. I was in love. This is my dream house. There was a few rooms left that she showed us.
“This is the children’s room, in case you have any little ones.” She smiled. I turned to James. He hugged me and I held it in. The lady looked at me confused. I could tell my eyes were