His Virgin Bride

By: Sam Crescent


Ten years they’d been together, and yet when he stared into Tillie’s eyes, it transported him back to the first time he met her. She was the love of his life, and fifty years together was never going to be enough.

Their friends had married the night of their graduation. They had all gone to Vegas, and of course, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Their friends were all happily married, and that night he and Tillie conceived their first son.

Later that night they were all sat around the pool drinking sodas as they reminisced about the old days when they were younger.

“Damn, can you remember that year when you two married?” Steve asked.

“I remember,” Tillie said, her face heating.

“You two rarely ever separated,” Danny said. He raised his can of soda. “You two are the best. Watching you both over the years helped me to believe it was possible to have a happily ever after.”

Danny and Cynthia had hit a rocky patch their first year into their marriage when they spent so much time away from each other. Kurtis and Tillie had helped stage an intervention, and brought them closer together.

“I love you all, and I hope we’re back here in another ten years.”

Kissing Tillie’s neck, he knew he’d be wherever she was.

Ten years later, Danny made the same speech, and said for another ten years.

After that ten years, they were all back together. They were rarely parted, and the love that had gone from simmering to blooming never, ever died.



The End

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