He guided me towards the room as we both admired the way they had decorated it. He caressed my cream colored, flowing silk dress as I smiled back at him.
He switched off the lights and lit a few candles. Immediately, the room was filled with a faint fragrance of vanilla; not too strong and not too faint which made this wedding night experience just perfect for me.
He cracked open a bottle of champagne and poured two glasses for us grinning widely. I could see and sense his happiness, we both felt like we were on cloud nine.
Without a shadow of doubt, he was meant for me just like I was born for him. He handed a flute glass to me in a grand manner and his exuberance was contagious. I laughed with him, unable to contain my delight.