"Look at me," I whispered, so that only he could hear it. He stopped halfway to meet my eyes as he slid the wedding ring onto my finger.

"You may now kiss your bride."

I met his eyes, but he wasted no time. Tom smashed his lips onto mine as if he'd been waiting for the officiant to say that. We closed our eyes and forgot about everything else other than us. After a few seconds, he pulled away. It was evident in both of our eyes that we didn't want to.

I looked at him, and he mouthed, "I love you."