Riccardo's POV

Spring Break

I am on cloud 9 right now.. and I don't think I am coming down anytime soon. I clean up my apartment and wait for her arrival.

She knocks on the door. I run to door and see her grace me with her presence. She seductively holds groceries in her hands.

"I brought food." She says seductively. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in.

"What took you so long?" She places her bags down and kisses me. I pick her up and put my tongue in her mouth. Her moans echo in my ears. I place her on the couch she wraps her arms and legs around me.

She softly moans, "Ricc." I kiss her neck as her fingers tangle my hair. I want her so bad. I slow down and sit up and catch my breath.

"What wrong?" She asks me. I lean back and calm myself down.

"I don't want to rush this." I tell her. She sits up and scoots next to me.

"Thats fine.." I hold her hands.

"Like I want to wait till marriage." Her eyes widen. "Sex has been the focus in most if not all my relationships. I want to wait until I make the vow to be your husband. I want to have sex with not because i'm trying to hide from my emotional baggage but because I love you. I'm still trying to work through that right now. I went to see a therapist for the first time."

"Really? How come you didn't tell me I would have come to support you."

"I wanted to keep it a surprise." She smirks and hugs me. 

I want to get better and do right by her. I won't want this pain to her more than it already has. 

 "I am so proud of you..." She kisses me on the lips.  She freezes against my lips "Are kisses okay?" she murmurs against them.

 I smile against her lips. "Kisses are always okay," I whisper to her. "Thank you for not giving up on me.." I say to her. She chuckles. "I'm such an asshole." She thinks about it.

 I pretend to be offended. She laughs, "You are an asshole, but you're my asshole." We both crack up laughing. 

Her phone goes off. She answers the phone. 

"Yea Rosie... I sent you my bridesmaid dress... What happened to the Venue?" She stands up and walks to a different room. The wedding is tomorrow and Rosie has been freaking out. 

It's just going to be a small city hall wedding with like 15 people. I don't why she is panicking so much. 

Wedding Day

We all get dressed and head for the city hall. I stand next to Lance in his tux and Torsha looking beautiful as ever smiles at me as she holds Rosie's bouquet. They say I do and exchange rings. The photographer is taking a bunch of photos of us 

" I now pronounce you Husband and Wife! You may kiss the bride!" They kiss and Torsha and I throw petals over them cheering. We all go to Torsha's apartment for the reception. It's set up with a bunch of fairy lights, and decorations. There is a wall that she set up for pictures. Lance's restaurant  that he is interning as a sous chef provided the food for catering. 

Rosie and Lance had their first dance. I hold Torsha in my arms as we watch them. They look so happy. 

Everyone else joins. Torsha intertwines my hands in hers. She kisses my lips ever so lightly.  

We all dance the night away. 

Lance pulls me to the side while Torsha was with Rosie. 

"I am so glad, things were worked out with you and Torsha." He says. I laugh a little embarrassed.

"Did you know we would eventually be together?" He just smiles at me. Which is basically a yes. 

"How did you know?" 

"Can you really ever truly Know? Rosie thought you were soulmates since she found out that you knew each other."

Sounds like Rosie. 

I grab Torsha and take her to the photo wall. I kiss the side of her face and wrap my arm around her waist. 

*See the cover photo* ;)

She laughs. The photographer takes the photo.

"RICCARDO!" She yelps. "It tickles!" I laugh in her ear. 

I've never been so scared of losing something my entire life, then again nothing in my life has ever meant as much to me as you do.