Mariano tosses the towel in the trash and I don't even feel guilty that we just discarded someone else's property. I laugh. We might've to throw the sheets too.
"What's so funny?" He smiles as he lays next to me, pulling me to him. I curl against his body.
"My brother's going to kill you if he finds out what we did in here."
"He can try. I think he saw us coming here."
"Oh, my god." I groan and laugh, hiding my face in his chest. This is embarrassing.
His warm, large hand strokes my arm back and forth and I melt into him. Even though I know we should go back out there, I just want to stay a little longer here with him.
"Ree," he starts and I look up to meet his eyes, "you didn't answer my question. Do you want a grand wedding? Or an intimate one like this? You can pick out the dress that you want. A fuck-load of flowers, enough to drown the guests in. A room full of people. We'll re-do everything to replace the one we had if that's what you want. I'll do it all for you."
