Choices? Ch 11 Supermarket Jeans and T-shirts

Chapter Eleven
When we lay in bed an hour or so later I realized that we mightn't be able to get married if I failed to make my hateful father believe that Love exists. Neither of us would be around if I did. I turned his chest and wrapped my arms around him even tighter, it was my way of telling him he was mine and he understood that. His arms tightened around my waist in response to my movement and I looked up at him, he pressed his lips against mine as gentle as a feather. He sighed and pushed himself in to a sitting position against my/ our headboard, pulling me with him.
"What's wrong Love?"
He sighed again before answering me.
"We mightn't even have the time to get married because of the deal. I really want to be married to you..........."
He trailed off and I came to a decision.
"So we will get married."
He looked down at me in confusion.
"Wha.........What?"
"We will get married. There’s a minister living just down the street. He'll marry us."
"But...but ........You're sure?"
"Definite. Now get dressed you're about to be married."
We got up and dressed. I was getting married. I was basically getting married to the man of my dreams. I was going to make a lifelong commitment [even if there was a chance that it wouldn't be that long] in Supermarket jeans and t-shirt. Her sisters would of been horrified by her. The thought made her smirk. She'd always wanted her wedding to be different. If she won the deal then her ad Kyle could live together for all of eternity. Oh Crappe. Kyle didn't know that he was going to become immortal when he said "I do."

"Kyle, Hun?"
"Yes, Mimi."
He was in the bathroom shaving.
"I have to tell you something."
He froze and dropped his razor. Then he walked out of the bathroom with only half his face shaved. One side bare the other covered in Shaving Cream. [Author:lol My dad did that once, he was in the car and everything before he realized why we were all laughing, hehe]
"Oh?"
He sat down on the bed beside me.
I looked at the lush red carpet which donned my bedroom floor as I explained to him. What would happen, what powers he might or might not get. When I was done he didn't speak for a moment and I was sure he was having second thoughts. Then he placed his hand on my jaw with a soft but firm grip and pulled my lips to his.
"Lets go get hitched."