We are married now

Carrie

Three days later, we left the hotel and headed for our home, the modern bungalow that continues to take my breath each time I set my eyes on it.

But as Alessandro drove to our destination, I noticed that he was quiet in a way that told me that he was already swimming in regret. I considered reaching for his hand to assure him that I will always be available for him to talk to, but it would be unwise to become a distraction while he’s driving.

So, I adjusted my position and postponed my thoughts.

“Carrie?”

“Yes, Alessandro? Hmm.” I shook my head as though I just said something forbidden. “That’s wrong. Yes, my husband?”

Alessandro could not hold back his loud laughter. It erupted in a way that instantly made my heart fly with joy.

“Why is that so good to hear?” he asked.

“Because it is the truth.” I brought my left hand to his face. “We are married. I am your wife and I am your husband.”

His affection-filled eyes racked my body and I felt my cheeks flush, I almost bit into my li