My father came into my room and hugged me.
"Even if it is a contract marriage, I can not help but be so proud of you son. Jane told me about the proposal thing. I would have felt guilty if you had let this opportunity pass."
"It's ok Dad. All credit goes to Jane alone. I did not think I would make it. She was the one to encourage me" I said. My father looked at me with a glint in his eyes. It was as if he won a battle and said
"We are very lucky to have her". I remained silent and my father ushered me to the garden where the ceremony would take place.
It was an open garden with a backdrop on the ocean. There were few people sitting on the chairs. Most of them were the hotel's staffs. There was a little commotion at the back and then a flower girl walked throwing flower petals. When I looked from the flower girl to the bride, my breath stuck into my throat.
She was a vision. Her dress was the color of champagne and it was a beautiful contrast against her medium brown skin tone moreover it hugged her curves perfectly. It was long sleeved and turtlenecked. The sleeves and the upper part of the dress was in transparent lace. The rest of the dress flew into a flawless skirt. Her hair was done in a messy stylish bun decorated with flowers. I wanted to see her hair opened so bad.
Her makeup was simple and yet flawless. I wanted to close the distance in between us and taste her luscious lips. I felt a little bit of moisture at the corner of my eyes. Why was I feeling like this?
I have known her for only one week and yet she was waking dreams I have long ago forgotten about. She approached me looking a bit flustered. When I smiled at her, she responded to my smile and I then took her hands into mine. Our vows were over quickly and as we got permission to kiss, I chose to deposit a chaste kiss on her cheek. If I had gone for her lips, I would have definitely created a scene for all those present.
The rest of the ceremony went fluidly and without a hitch. We posed for several photos and as I was talking to Meghan, I saw Jane glancing at her watch. She grabbed my hand gesturing that she needed to talk to me alone. I followed her into a place where we had some privacy.
"Emilio, your meeting! Should you not be logged in already?" I looked at the time and cursed. Jane looked away and I apologized before saying
"You are right. I should go. But I do not want to leave you here."
"I'll come with you. All the photos are over. There is no need to stay here in the sun for so long. I feel like I'll combust in a minute or two". I smiled at her and stroked her cheeks. Indeed she was feeling hot.
"I forgot to say Jane. You are beautiful". She stared at me for a few seconds before telling me we should rush back to the room for the conference.
I informed Meghan and Dad on the way that we were heading for the conference. They nodded and told us to meet them for dinner. As we were passing by the reception someone said
"Look at this couple. They are in such a rush to consummate their wedding" Jane's hand tightened around mine and she bowed her head down. If only this was true. I knew I would throw that conference away just to explore her every curves.
As soon as we reach the room, Jane got in full commander mood.
"Where is your laptop? Take it out, I will clean this background for you, wait..." she stated as she went on to draw the curtains and install a chair and table for me. She did everything in her wedding gown. I could not help but be mesmerized by this woman.
As soon as the call connected, she left the room. It was good because her presence in that dress was so distracting. After thirty minutes, I had the positive news that the offer was mine. There was a long list of formality to be completed and I wanted it to be done as soon as possible.
I knew Jane was waiting for me. As soon as I forwarded all the documents to my team, I switched off my laptop and headed to find her. She was standing in front of the mirror, struggling to open the zip of her dress. I approached her and took her hands to kiss them. She turned and asked almost as if making a prayer
"How was it?"
I smiled and said.
"I got it"
She screamed and jumped up and down.
"Really?" I nodded and she hugged me.
"Congratulations Emilio. I am so so happy for you."
"It is all thanks to you Jane. I would not have done it without you". My hands caressed her back and I could feel her tensing under my touch. She let me go and stepped back. I needed to be slow with her, hell, I needed to be slow with myself. I turned her and started to look for the zip. She protested.
"Emilio, No... it's ok... I'll do it myself" She was trying to turn but I maintained a firm grip on her.
"You were struggling when I came. I thought you said you would combust in this dress" She nodded, and I continued.
"Let me open it and then I'll leave Jane." I finally found it and as opened it slowly.
She was looking at me in the mirror and I stared back at her whilst I let my fingers trail on her back as the zip was going down. She closed her eyes and I reached at the end of the zip, she hurriedly placed her hand in front of the dress to prevent it from falling down. I could see the strips of her bra and chose to lay a simple kiss at the back of her neck before gathering all my might and leaving her.