Bella awoke early the next morning. She sighed. It was her wedding day. Unbelievable, she thought, shaking her head. The ceremony wouldnt be for hours, but she couldnt sleep any longer.
She wondered if Luke was still sleeping. Or sleeping one off, she grimaced. Her bachelorette party hadnt exactly been a wild girls night out. No male strippers, no cherry bomb domino shots. Instead, it had been tastefully low-key, befitting the pregnant bride.
I just have to talk to him, she thought. Grabbing her mobile from the bedside table, she sent a quick text. Good morning, Cowboy. Her message was returned thirty seconds later. Good morning yourself, mlady. What say we get hitched today? Bella grinned. She started to text a reply when her phone rang.
Hey there, she answered almost shyly.
Hey there, Luke replied. Hows the most beautiful bride in the world this fine morning?