Just A Kiss (Part 2), zzmbrashear [i have read the book TXT] 📗

this month!” He said.
“Its not enough time.” I told him.
“All we have to do is get the guest list and a caterer and your mom said she would do the decorations.” He said.
“I don’t even have a dress yet.” I stated.
“You and your Mom can go try to find one today! We don’t have anything else to do.” He said.
“If that’s what you want.” I told him.
“No, honey. We are only going to do that if its what WE want.” He said. “Do you want to?”
“Anything to be with you.” I told him. He practically rolled on top of me and I laughed. He pecked my lips. I held him close and then pushed him off me. I rolled on him and he kissed me again. We heard a slight knock at the door and then my mom walked in with Isabelle. I quickly rolled off of James and covered our naked, exposed bodies with the blanket on the bed.
“Oh Lord!” My Mom shouted. “I’m, I’m, I’m sorry!” She stuttered and ran out with Isabelle.
“Well,” I said. “I’m going to get dress and see what my Mom wanted.” I said with a laugh. I slipped on my sweats and my slippers and threw my hair in a bun and went down stairs. I thought to myself that this was going to be an awkward talking seeing how she almost just saw my Fiancé and I “do it”. Yup, this will be awkward. I walked into the kitchen where Mom was making Bella a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I leaned onto the counter.
“What did you need?” I asked her nonchalantly.
“I was going to ask you about the wedding date because some of our neighbors were asking.” She said. She slid the red glass plate across the granite island to Isabelle who was sitting on the stool. I walked over to Isabelle and played with her brown hair. It was beautifully naturally wavy and so soft to touch. She looked up at me with her freckled, dimpled, cheeks. I kissed her forehead.
“Miley?” My Mother asked when I didn’t answer her.
“Oh, well, about that...” I paused. “We decided we wanted to have it a little sooner.” I told her nervously.
“How much sooner? A year? A couple months?” She asked.
“A little sooner than that.” I said with an innocent smile.
“Miley.” She said a little mad.
“Okay, okay. He just wanted to get married so we can finally be a family. We decided in about a month.” I said quietly.
“A month!” She shouted. “Are you crazy! There is no time for preparation! To find a dress! To make the guest list!” She was freaking out now.
“Mom, Mom, Mom.” I said to calm her down. I saw her onto the stool next to Isabelle. Isabelle stopped eating with all the noise going on. “It will be fine. I don’t need a big fancy dress or lots of people, all I need is the people I love and my true love. Everything will turn out perfect. Trust me.” I told her. She nodded.
“Come on, honey. Let get you dressed.” I said to Isabelle as I held out my hand for her to take. We walked up stairs and into her room. I laid out a pink skirt and a grey shirt with a pink rose in the middle. I laid down her undies and her socks. She started getting dress when I got into the closet to get her shoes. She looked so cute. I untucked her hair out of her shirt and it bounced as I let go of it. She smiled at me as I brushed her hair out of her face. She sat on her bed and I grabbed her blue hair brush and combed out her knots and snarls. She was absolutely beautiful and I wouldn’t change how this ended one bit. She is the reason why I go another day. Her and James. They are my sunshine, my light. Everything that I need to survive. She slid on her black dress shoes and ran down stairs. I watched as she bounced as she ran away. I couldn’t help but smile. I walked back to my room where James was still in bed. I was smiling uncontrollably.
“Whats happened?” He asked.
“Nothing.” I said still smiling.
“Then why are you smiling?” He asked. I sat on the bed neck to him. He sat up and placed a hand around my waist.
“Isabelle. She’s just so beautiful and she means everything to me and I’m scared that I’m not doing a good enough job with her. What, what if I’m not the Mother she needs? What if I can’t give her what she needs? I can’t let her down. I just love her so much!” I said crying. James comfortably rubbed my back. He leaned against the bed post and I laid my head on his chest.
“You are a fantastic mother and have raised an incredible beautiful daughter. I can tell you love her just by the way you look at her. No one can do a better job than you.” He said. I looked up and he kissed my forehead.
“I love you.” I managed to mumble through my sobs.
“I know.” He said. James and I laid in bed for the rest of the morning. We talked about out life plans and the things we regret. It was a real touching moment for us. We really connected. Isabelle ran in through the door and jumped on the bed with us. She laid on me, and I was laying on James.
“Hello, sweet heart.” I said while brushing her hair with my hands.
“Hi, Mommy.” She said. We all stared out the big window to the side of us as the sun shined through. We watched as birds and planes flew by.
“I wanna go play!” She yelled.
“Okay. Do you want me to call Susie?” I asked her.
“Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” She shouted while jumping up and down. I felt under the blanket to make sure that James had some sort of clothing on but not to my surprise he was nude. He smiled at me as I told Isabelle to go wait with Grandma while James and I got dressed.
“Get up, lazy!” I said while pulling off the covers. He spread out across the bed and put his hands above his head as if he was getting comfortable.
“That,” I said while motioning to his body. “Is fantastic but we have to go and call Sophie.” I began to say but he cut me off.
“Susie.” He corrected me.
“See what you do! You and all you’re ‘glory’ gets my head spinning and I can’t think straight so get dressed!” I told him.
“Make me.” He smiled.
“You’re acting childish.” I reminded him. He pulled me on told of his rock hard body. I put one hand on his pecks trying to get free from his embrace but it was no use. He smothered me with kissed and rolled on top of me.
“Are you done?” I asked him.
“Not yet.” He said and kissed me once more on the lips. He rolled off and got some boxers on. I got up and jumped into a steamy shower. The wall of the shower were streamed up. I was singing to I’ll Be when James scared the crap out of me. He opened the shower door and jumped in with me. He hugged me and started singing with me.
“Get out!” I yelled.
“No.” He said stubbornly.
“James.” I whined.
“I just want to take a shower with my baby.” He said.
“Ugh!” I yelled. “He hugged me and kissed my neck and I smiled unwillingly. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He said. He soaped up my luffa and washed my back and I washed his hair. I’m uncontrollably, indescribably in love with this crazy guy and I’m loving every second of it.



After we got out of the shower I got dressed and went down stairs to call Susie. I picked up the phone and dialed her number. It rang several times before her mother picked up.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, Katie. How are you?" I asked.
"Great! And yourself?" She asked.
"Fantastic! The wedding is coming along and I wont forget to send you in invitation. The reason I called was to ask if Isabelle could come over and hang out with Susie because my father is going with James to find him a tuxedo and I'm going to go with Mom to find a dress." I told her.
"That will work. Just send her over." She said. Then we both hung up.
"Isabelle!" I yelled and then I heard her come down stairs. "Go ahead and head over to Susie's. I will be right behind you." I said and she ran out the door and across the street. I slipped on my flip flops and headed over. I knocked on the door and Susie opened it and took Isabelle's hand and then ran up to her room. Katie came over with a chuckled as they scampered up the stairs.
"How's Roger?" I asked her. Roger is her husband who just got back from Iraq. She sighed.
"I don't know. A few times a night I will roll over to find him not there and I'd go down stairs to see him on the porch sitting in the swing. I don't think he's okay. I know he loves us but he doesn't act like he use to." She said. I felt so bad for her but I knew pity wouldn't help her any. Katie kind of became my best friend after Michelle left. Michelle use to write once in a while but after a month or so her letter's stopped. Without an address or a phone number I had no way to get a hold of her. For weeks I tried to track her down. I even went to her parents to see if they had heard anything but they didn't. I tried looking up an updated address but they wouldn't give me one because I'm not related to her. I finally gave up but thats when I met Katie. She was pregnant just around the same time I was and Susie and Isabelle immediately became best friends.
"Has he tried seeing anyone?" I asked her.
"No. I know the old Roger I know is down there some where, I just have to find him." She said. I gave her a hug for comfort.
"Good luck, sweetie. He will come back to you, just give it time." I told her and then waved goodbye as I crossed the street. I went back to my house and told my mom that I was going to wait in the car for her. After five minutes she came out and got into the passenger seat and James and my Dad and I got into James truck and headed to a Tuxedo shop to guy one for James. We went to a little boutique called "Mathews Bridal." It was beautiful inside. A few women were trying on dresses and they looked stunning. I walked in with my Mom and we walked around looking at dresses. I wanted an traditional wedding. One