Epilogue

ANDRE

*Few Months Later*

"You may now kiss the bride," the priest said but I was way ahead of him.

Cleo was already in my arms, our lips fused together as we kissed each other recklessly.

We pulled apart after a while and turned to the cheering crowd all smiles, our hands linked together. Then we slowly made our way down the aisle, stopping to greet family and friends as we did.

The celebration continued in the reception and I never for once let go of my lovely bride. We danced, drank, ate and partied before eventually retiring to our suite for the night.

"I love you," I said as we made our way to the bed.

"I love you too... So damn much!" Cleo breathed out in reply.

I smiled as I laid her on the bed and fused our lips together. I'd just begun to take her clothes off when Cleo broke our kiss and mumbled in a breathless voice, "Andre, I have something to tell you. Something huge."

"Okay, sweetheart, what is it?" I quizzed