“Max and Chloe.”
“Chloe and Max.”
“Have there ever been two more perfectly aligned pieces that fit together this magnificently? I’d say the answer is no. It’s like the universe made them out of the same material tethering them as one until the end of time.” The bearded man performing the ceremony had a serious yet jovial look on his face. Despite this being his first ceremony, the cadence of his words confidently rolled from his lips as if he had performed it hundreds of times. “Our lovely brides wanted to welcome and thank you for being a part of this magical stop on their voyage through life. I am humbled and excited to be the officiant for this joyous occasion, and it makes me happy beyond measure.” Brody held out his arms and continued. “Please be seated.”
After the wedding guests sat, a brief silence fell over the crowd. “Look,” Chloe whispered, as she pointed with her eyes and a marginal movement of her head. Max peered out over the seating area where her partner was motioning, and an almost invisible ovular, golden-rimmed window hung where they could see themselves witnessing the wedding for the first time a month prior. The blunette wearing the turquoise feather earring winked at herself and turned back towards her beautiful bride as the brief sight faded from view.
“Max Caulfield and Chloe Price… damn. After today, I’ve been told these beautiful women will forever be fused together as ‘Caulfield-Price’. When two souls become one, something amazing happens. Time seems to lose its meaning, as selfishness vanishes like a shadow in the night. A new singular existence begins where both hearts start beating as one. But imagine, if you will, that today isn’t a day where these two souls merge… no, not today. What if they were predestined to be together? What if they perfectly matched before even existed in this reality? Think about what we know. They were best friends, were split apart, quickly rekindled their love for one another, and now they’re in love at such a profound level. All the while, their souls were entwined in cosmic bullshit that we’ll never understand, connected beyond time.” The man spoke beautifully, and Chloe was proud she fed him the ideas to put in the script. It seemed his blogging experience was paying off with the incredible way he put words together.
“Now, Chloe,” the officiant remarked, turning his attention to the taller girl. “I realize we had a chat prior to today so you could help me get the script together, but I want to do something we didn’t discuss.” Standing with the love of her life in front of the world gave the girl an immeasurable sense of courage. She knew the two of them were in this thing together and the thought filled her heart with joy. Being put on the spot, however, wasn’t something she anticipated. A murmuring fear struck her demeanor, and Max lowered her brow at the girl’s changed expression.
“I’m going to ask you two to say one word, and the idea is for you to respond at the same time. So… what is one word you would use to describe your relationship? What word would you say sums up everything you mean to one another?” His eyes darted back and forth several times from one set of clear blue eyes to the other. “Now, we’ve not rehearsed this and by the looks on their faces I’m not so sure they won’t kill me when this is over, but trust me here, ladies. On the count of three, say your word.
1, 2…”
The duo hadn’t moved their gaze from one another but once to look out over the crowd a few minutes before. Like an unspoken communication from one girl’s heart to the other, both knew the exact word to say. Adoring grins formed on their faces knowing their hearts were wound like a clock and set on each other.
“3.”
Simultaneously, Max and Chloe revealed their word, “Destiny.” Their souls danced together in rhythm, swaying back and forth through the ether and synchronized for all time.
“I’ve gotta be honest, ladies, I’m damn relieved you said the same word.” The wedding guests laughed as the swell of anticipation departed the area. Brody allowed the laughter to subside then continued. “To be fair, there was little doubt in my mind that you would say the same thing. I mean, look at you two. The way you look at each other is hypnotic and electric, and your connection is infallible. You guys are so in love and your care for one another permeates the space around you.”
The bearded man turned the page in his maroon binder and continued to the next section of his script. “As you exchange rings, remember what they symbolize.” Victoria stood on cue and handed the contents from her pocket to the officiant then sat back in her seat. “A ring is a circular loop that has no ending and no beginning, which describes Max and Chloe’s relationship perfectly. Maybe there was a moment of realized love between you two, but I fully believe you have always been together.”
A perplexed look fell over the mans’s face, and Brody stared at the rings in his hand seemingly unable to distinguish which one belonged to which girl. He held them in his outstretched palm and Max picked up Chloe’s, while Chloe picked up Max’s. An airy sigh indicated that relief had replaced worry and he carried on with the ceremony. “These rings symbolize love, faithfulness, and a bond that can never be broken. As the rings are placed on each woman’s finger, an exchange of vows will take place.” Chloe’s heart dropped and nervousness filled her mind. That was the one word she had been dreading since the previous evening. She still hadn’t figured out what to say, and her time to speak would be upon her in a matter of seconds.
“Max,” he addressed first, changing his inflection and directing his next comments to the brunette girl, “take your bride’s hand, slide on her ring, and do not let go.” Chloe was relieved he didn’t pick her to go first. “Keep her hand held and exchange your vows.”
Max’s hand was slightly trembling as she released her partner’s. She reached inside her hidden dress pocket and pulled out a photo. From Chloe’s view, it looked like a picture of a notebook page with her name written and circled. The shorter girl smiled to herself and slid the photo back where she found it. She tenderly reclaimed her finance’s hand and their eyes met once again. Chloe felt the same energy beginning to swirl around their bodies as she did the time they conceived. She grew slightly nervous not knowing how others would perceive it if they connected at that level again. Thankfully, the sensation froze just before reality started phasing out.
“Chloe… my courageous, incredible, beautiful, Chloe.” Her best friend’s voice was soothing and wonderful just as she imagined it would be. Like others had told her, nothing else existed in the universe but the amazing person spilling her heart out and into Chloe’s soul. Max slid her wedding ring on and kept hold of the ring hand with both of her own. “Standing here right now, in front of everyone, I couldn’t be more in love with you than I am at this moment. Yet, I know tomorrow… I will love you even more.” With an uncontrolled gasp, the blue-haired bride’s breathing hitched. Each inhale echoed in her head, as cool air swirled in through her nostrils and chilled her lungs. Only a few sentences in, and the tears were about to come flooding. There was no doubt her partner noticed her misty eyes, as the corners of her mouth angled upward. “I love you with everything I am and could ever possibly be. From right now, going back to when we first met, your eyes always felt like coming home. Every breath you take is a tiny gift to me that I will always value more than anything else in this world.”
The freckled girl took a deep breath herself, released one hand from her partner’s, and wiped the first tear that trickled down Chloe’s cheek. She knew more were threatening, but the light touch caused her to briefly close her eyes and enjoy the sensation of her amazing person’s gentle graze. She opened them again and was met with a second wave of magnetic energy, locking her eyes on the girl who was speaking. “When we were kids,” Max continued, “I never wanted to fall asleep when you were around. I didn’t really know the reason, but now that we’ve grown up, I know exactly why. Being with you, here in reality, is better than anything I could ever possibly dream. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m in love and there’s no denying it. There are times I can’t even see myself anymore, all I see is you.”
Max brought the hand she was holding to her mouth and pressed her lips against the metallic object encircling her bride’s finger. A puckering sound escaped as she withdrew and continued; Chloe’s mind was overflowing. She couldn’t believe after those flawless words that her lover still had more to say. “I’m not very good at a lot of other things, but to love you is the easiest most natural thing in the world to me. To be loved by you is the greatest present that only I get to unwrap. Do you know how special that makes me feel? We’ve always had this private world together, one that was meant for just you and me. We discovered it with each other and constantly live there amongst ourselves. In this world, I’ve watched you design secret smiles and expressions just for me. Our connection is so deep; so raw and pure… and we know how we feel about each other. But now we get to express our love to everyone and anyone who will listen. I love you, Chloe Elizabeth Price, and I promise I will never betray that love. Even after death takes our bodies from this world, I will be right beside you. You are all that matters to me. You’ll always be my beautiful captain, and I’ll always be your faithful first mate.”
As she ended, Chloe could see through her brimming eyes, that the love of her life had several streaks of moisture on her cheeks as well. She released Max’s hands and held her head with both of her palms. Using only her thumbs, she captured the wetness and dried her partner’s face. In the same manner, Max reached up and dried Chloe’s tears as well. Both girls held each other’s face with tears in their eyes, adoration in their souls, and a universe of love exploding from their hearts.
“Chloe,” the officiant said, gaining back control of the ceremony, “take your bride’s hand, slide on her ring, and do not let go. Keep her hand held and exchange your vows.”
She cupped her petite fiancé’s ring hand and brought it to her mouth, consecutively kissing each knuckle once it reached its destination. When she moved it back down, she slid Max’s ring on her finger and dove deep into her eyes once again. Her partner’s facial expression was a gorgeous mixture of longing, relief, and pure love. “Max, we’re here. After everything we’ve been through, we made it. This is easily the happiest moment I have ever experienced, and I’m so glad you’re the one here with me, the way it was always meant to be.” She paused knowing she needed to say more; she was filled with many joyous thoughts and emotions. Gazing into her bride’s soul, she noticed the girl was intently listening. As she figured, Max would be hanging on every word. She had just opened her heart and spread it out for everyone to see. Chloe owed it to her to do the same, but the words were not there. “I love you, dude,” came out of her mouth before she could stop it.
A silence washed over the backyard venue, as Chloe blankly stared at the beautiful blue-eyed girl looking back at her. “Hey, it’s ok, babe. You got this.” By some cosmic intervention, at the sound of Max’s softhearted voice and the sparkling wet in her eyes, the words began to freely flow from her lips.
“When we were little pirate girls running around town, I would take you on the longest adventures, remember?” Her bride smiled and nodded as she reached up and wiped the most recent teardrop that cascaded downward from her cheek. “I purposely marked the map so it would take us all the way to the lighthouse, then downtown, through the woods, then back again. We chased hours and hours away running back and forth on adventures that I made sure would never end, and do you wanna know why I did that? The one thing I wanted out of every other possible thing on the planet was simple.” She held back for a second then swallowed. “I… I wanted you to stay.” Chloe reached up with her thumb and collected another one of her soulmate’s tears tenderly wiping her soft cheek. “I wanted you to stay, Max, and never leave me. Even when others were around, I was always alone without you. But now I get what I’ve always dreamed of; what I always wanted. I get to have you stay with me and never leave.”
“Oh, Chloe,” Max marveled as her thumb moved in small circles massaging and caressing her partner’s hand.
“We spent so much time on our backs in the grass just staring into the sky. We were passengers then, and I knew we would ride the blue to the end of the world together. Nobody really knows what they’re feeling when they’re young, but for me, it was always you. The first time you said hello, I knew it was forever. Yeah, you had to go away from me for a little while, and it sucked. It sucked bad. But that’s because we were destined to be together and I hated being apart. Even though it tried its damndest, the universe could never keep us from one another. At some point between then and now, I fell deeply and madly in love with my best friend. I love every single thing about you. You know, it’s one thing to feel my love radiating outward towards you, it’s on a whole different level feeling your love radiating towards me. It’s a responsibility that I take seriously and will always fight for. I’ve never felt an unconditional love like yours before. You love me through my flaws and faults, and you… you’ve never cared what others thought about how you felt. When I look into your eyes, or hear your beautiful voice, everything else just melts away.”
She took a deep breath and released an silent exhale. “So, my promise to you is that I’ll always be yours. We belong together and to each other, and I will spend every beat of your heart making you feel special. You are my perfect person. You love me more every single day; I see that in your smile. You laugh at things I say that others find irritating. Max, I will share laughter with you, and I will kiss away every one of your tears. I’ll be by your side and dream in your arms. I’ll keep you safe and happy with every bit of my strength. We’re Max and Chloe, dude. We’re finally here, together. Forever.” A brief moment of adoring silence swept through the crowd when the vows were completed.
“Wow, you two. Seriously, I didn’t expect to tear up here,” Brody disclosed with a pleasantly tender inflection in his voice, wiping his face with a handkerchief that he quickly folded and placed back in his pocket. “When I was preparing for today, I knew you two were special. Seeing your breathtaking photography, Max, and hearing the way you spoke about her on the phone, Chloe, I figured this would be something I wouldn’t want to miss.” He looked back and forth from beautiful bride to beautiful bride, smiling all the while. “I prepared one piece of final advice I want to give you now. Though, I’ve come to realize you two are so locked in on one another you probably don’t need it.”
“Yeah, man, we got this,” Chloe responded, smirking at the bearded man. “But please, go on. Tell us what we already know.” She was floating with love and confidence having gotten past the vows and being merely moments away from making this fully official. Max lovingly shook her head and quietly laughed to herself.
Brody chuckled then went on as the laugh quickly disappeared. “I lost my mom a little bit ago. We spent a portion of our lives out of contact because of certain… things I won’t get into. I was able to get closure during her final days and it was great, but we both wasted a ton of time being upset. Only a few words and some time together helped us reconcile our issues. Point is… no relationship is perfect one hundred percent of the time. You will have disagreements and tension because of different views. I guess my advice is two-fold. First, don’t hold anything in because resentment will rear its ugly head and bite when least expected. Talk about everything. Yes, EVERYTHING.” The man adjusted his glasses then continued. “Second, don’t sweat the small stuff. It sort of goes hand in hand with the first thing. Don’t hold anything in and don’t let little things bother you.”
Chloe nodded but didn’t think either of the two things would be a problem for her and Max. It was good advice though and she would remember his words.
“Well, you love birds, there’s only one thing to do now. Are you ready to finalize the deal?” His eyes darted back and forth from one girl to the other as they both nodded with exuberant grins and looks of admiration and intimate understanding on their faces.
“The readiest,” Max confirmed with one eyebrow raised slightly higher than the other and angled towards her soulmate.
“Fuck yeah!” Chloe answered. “Can’t get out of this now, Caulfield.”
“Yep, we’re stuck together forever.”
“Can we wrap this up now, B-man? I’m dying to kiss my beautiful bride.”
Brody nodded with a cheerful smile. “Max, do you take Chloe to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold until the end of time?”
“I do,” the brunette gleefully responded.
“And, Chloe…” the officiant began, but was cut off before he could finish.
“I do. A million times, yes, I do!” A few laughs could be heard from the crowd.
“By the amazing strength of your pure and unconditional love, and the power vested in me by the beautiful state of Washington, I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your bride.”
Chloe quickly and passionately grabbed her wife’s face and pulled it into hers. She didn’t care how sloppy or careless her mouth and lips became, as she kissed her bride like it was the first time they’d seen each other in months. It might have only been a half-day, but it felt like an eternity. Applause could be heard throughout the neighborhood resonating from the backyard wedding venue.
As the kiss swelled with intensity, Chloe felt the gravity beneath her feet slide from below her. Her body was abruptly angled downward, and her head was tilted towards the sky. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see her wife’s eyebrows bouncing. Max had taken control and dipped her for an even deeper embrace.
The smaller girl pulled her partner back to a standing position and into herself. Their feet marginally teetered back and forth with their bodies against each other in a deep and caring hug.
“Well,” Brody spoke, jubilant and enthusiastically, “I now present to you, Max and Chloe Caulfield-Price.” Releasing the hug, with one hand from each girl still clasped around her partner’s, the duo raised their joined fist up and above their heads triumphantly.
The crowd jumped to their feet as another series of applause rang out with clapping and the occasional whistle. Chloe heard her wife whispering through the clamorous sounds of the guests’ cheers. “Hey, I know we don’t know each other’s cousins and all, but who is that girl?” With her eyes, she motioned towards the third row where a teenage girl sat alone in the aisle seat clapping and smiling. She looked vaguely familiar and had features similar to both sides of their families.
“Beats me, love, but she’s super pretty. I love the red streak in her hair.” Chloe noticed the wedding photographer waving in their direction at about the same time the DJ started the recessional music. “Oh, it’s picture time!” The couple smiled and waved as they departed the ceremonial area up the aisle Max had entered. As they passed the sitting girl, Chloe felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand with a strange energy. Her wife’s steps staggered and she knew the younger girl felt the same thing. They were too preoccupied to think much about it, so they continued towards the front edge of the house where a beautiful flower arrangement amongst a wooded grove was set up.
Around the corner, the photography team situated the newlyweds through various angles, poses, and positions. “You probably want to adjust your shutter speed with the wind blowing and the sun beams pushing through the branches.” Max started to verbally assist the photographers but stopped after being elbowed by her bride.
“You said you’d let them do their thing without commenting,” the blue-haired girl reminded her own freckled photographer. “Relax and just enjoy the moment.”
“It’s so hard, Chlo,” Max quietly huffed. “These are our wedding pictures; we’ll have to look at them for the rest of our lives. They should be perfect.”
“They ARE perfect because they’re of us. We just got married, dork. Leave them alone and just show that beautiful smile of yours.” Chloe watched Max’s face muscles relax as the stress fell away.
“Fine, but if they suck I’m blaming you.” The brunette’s quiet words seemed harsh but the puckish smirk on her face told a different story.
The clicking of the camera paused as the photographers nervously changed out the batteries and adjusted the lighting. Chloe could see they were uneasy, and she assumed it must be nerve-racking working for THE Maxine Caulfield, now Caulfield-Price, of M3. The brief suspense in photographing, gave the newlyweds a moment of respite. These photos would be slices of time, capturing the greatest day of their life, so the pair agreed that however long it took would be fine by them. They had all the time in the world now. It was exhilarating and it was fantastic.
“Looks like these will be the last ones of just you two right now,” one-half of the photography team stated while setting up the new positions. “You two are absolutely beautiful, by the way. I think you’ll love how these pictures come out.” After the adjustments, the team wanted one last set to complete this portion of the day’s collection.
Following the photographer’s words, the perfectly matched pair felt a jolt of joyous excitement, a feeling of new, unfound adventures awaiting to be discovered.
“Oh,” the taller bride started, as she withdrew the feather earring from her ear hole, “I want some without this in too. I hope it doesn’t seem weird to you, love, but I just want it out now.” Chloe felt a strange sense of final closure washing through her. Being in love with Max calmed the tormented portions of her soul, creating a complete peace about the loss. Wearing the feather was a sign of honor and respect that she felt had accomplished its task. The earring was hers and Max’s final love letter to their friend who will always be remembered in their hearts as the faithful protector of the Caulfield-Price family.
“Of course not, babe. I totally get it.” Max understood. The best friends had worked through a lifetime of pain and brokenness together, and were made whole because their enduring love. Chloe heard a click before they were repositioned and assumed it was an accident by the photographers.
Following the “just married” photos, the girls were joined by Victoria, David, Ryan, Vanessa, and Brody. Many different combinations of the seven were captured amongst a tinge of awkwardness and lots of laughter. Afterwards, the brides went inside the house for a few minutes so the guests could be seated prior to their introduction. A large white canopy, adjacent to the wedding ceremony area, had been set up for the reception. Rounded tables adorned with turquoise tablecloths, candles, and other accessories circled a cleared middle area that contained a stylish dark maple dance floor. Beer, wine, water, and soft drinks were available at a cream-colored makeshift bar at the canopy entrance.
Inside, the girls hugged and kissed with a fiery desire for some alone time. “Chlo, let’s go easy,” the younger girl requested when she came up for more air, though her actions didn’t match her words. “Just a couple more hours and we get to have each other any way we choose.” Her hands had been actively exploring just as much as her partner’s were.
“We could literally just leave. Think about it, we go out the front door and take the Subaru to the coast; begin our honeymoon right damn now. Nobody would know until we were long gone. Maxi… pleeeease! I really really really want you right now. Like, we’ve had some fucking awesome romantic moments, but shit, I need to feel you on, against, and in me now! Please.”
Finally pushing away, the shorter girl straightened her dress and arched an eyebrow at her favorite person. “We’ve waited this long, we can wait a little longer. Plus, I’m dying to find out what song you chose for our first dance.” The girls agreed that Max would choose the bridal processional music and Chloe would pick the first dance song. Other than those specific selections, neither were particular about what the DJ played. They assumed he would mainly stick with common wedding music. Victoria walked in and congratulated the newlyweds, then informed them it was time for the reception introduction. The DJ turned the music up a notch and Chloe knew it was time to celebrate.
Before they exited the house, Max put a hand on her bridesmaid’s shoulder. “Victoria, you know the guest list better than anyone. Who was the blonde girl sitting near the front on my side?”
“Oh, I’m not sure. I know the names pretty well, but I’m meeting most of their faces today. You guys were so cute up there, by the way. I don’t think there was a dry eye left in the entire neighborhood.” She turned and opened the door and lead them outside and into the canopied area. Victoria walked in first followed by the pair of gorgeous brides. They walked to the center of the dance floor amongst thundering applause. The DJ introduced them as Max and Chloe Caulfield-Price, and it cause a warming sensation to fill the blue-haired girl’s heart. Hearing their names joined together for all time was a beautiful sound.
The music began and the girls looked deeply into each other’s mesmerizing sapphire eyes, pressing their bodies against one another as the first notes played.
“Great choice, babe,” the smaller girl softly whispered with her chin slightly tilted upward. Their bodies swayed back and forth as their souls connected beyond the tangible world. They moved at a slower pace than the song’s tempo, making the pair feel more locked in and completely focused on one another. Chloe closed her eyes and drifted into a swooning rhythmic peace. She felt her partner’s head rest against her shoulder and it was perfect. Through shut lips, she realized she was smiling but was unable to stop. A permanent grin was fixed on her face as thoughts of her soulmate’s love fluttered through her heart. She listened as the words vibrated from her wife’s lips, “If there is a heaven, it can’t be much different than this.”
“Max, I just want to chase forever down… with you around,” the taller girl spoked into the smooth brown hair beneath her chin as she repeated the song lyrics.
As quickly as it began, the song ended and the newlyweds tangled lips again before the next song came on. The DJ announced that the father-daughter dance was up next. Ryan danced with his daughter while David danced with Chloe. The two had come a long way in just a few years, and it was nice to feel cared about by a father figure. She knew David loved her and, even if she never said it back, she loved the man as well.
After the father-daughter dance, guests were invited to start eating. Lunch was prepared by a small catering company Max selected to help get their business off the ground. They did an excellent job with the charcuterie-style spread incorporating small sections for different tastes. Per Max’s style, nothing was too complicated or complex. The most popular section was a sushi area where they prepped California rolls, tuna nigiri, and hella spicy dragon rolls per Chloe’s request.
As the special couple finally arrived at their seats, Chloe noticed her partner craning her neck this way and that like she was looking for someone or something. “What’s going on, love, everything okay?” The brunette’s eyes were squinted in a concentrated effort.
“There was something about that girl we saw. I can’t get her off my mind.”
“Don’t worry about it, love. We’ll see her again. There aren’t that many people here, though there are more than I really wanted.” The guest list began with a moderate sixty names. Chloe insisted on inviting nine others just for fun. In the end, after extended family and professional photography-related additions, as well as several fans who won a special Twitter contest, the total guest count hit the 250 range. “If we don’t see her, we can ask around later.”
The next hour was filled with music, dancing, laughter, and dozens of conversations. Several times, while Max was speaking in groups, Chloe secretly squeezed the brunette’s butt causing higher pitched inflections mid-sentence. The taller girl found it hilarious as she attempted to embarrass her partner.
The girls’ final responsibility was the cake cutting. The three-tiered custom wedding cake was shaped like a yin and yang, which was designed by Max. One section was pink with a blue dot and the other blue with a pink dot. Chloe thought it was beautiful and, like all details Max chose, had a profound meaning symbolizing their deep connection.
As the afternoon festivities wound down, the newlyweds found themselves inside the house alone once again. David, Karen, and Victoria had moved the gifts to the girls’ room upstairs. Having the ceremony at the house definitely had its advantages. Max and Chloe’s bags had been packed inside the Subaru, which now had cans tied to the bumper and “Just Married” written all over the sides and back, and awaited their departure for the coast. Following the wedding reception, they would hit the road for about a three-hour drive and arrive at a private yurt they booked for their honeymoon. They made sure to reserve the larger space with a restroom attached, electricity, and fan above the bed.
Chloe insisted they change into more comfortable clothing for their grand exit. Wanting the ceremony to be as traditional as possible, the younger bride wasn’t sure they should change at first, but it didn’t take much to persuade her to head upstairs and watch each other strip down.
“Chlo, have you noticed I have a little baby bump now?” Their dresses were off as they stood in front of the full-length mirror. Chloe put her hand on the girl’s abdomen and gingerly dropped to her knees. She kissed her soulmate’s stomach and playfully dragged her nose around the bellybutton area enticing several giggles from her favorite person.
“We can’t wait to meet you Destiny Dawn Caulfield-Price. Your moms already love you so much. You’re in good hands, kid.” She stood and hugged her cute freckled wife, and they remained, skin against skin, holding onto each other for several moments. They withdrew and helped each other get dressed, followed by their descent to the front yard where parallel human lines had formed to lead them to their getaway vehicle.
Hand in hand, the perfect couple said their goodbyes and strolled down the driveway. The guests were given small bottles of bubbles to blow rather than throwing rice. Max insisted on driving and Chloe didn’t put up a fight. If her bride wanted to drive, she wasn’t going to be the one to stop her. She rolled down the windows and turned up the stereo, blasting music as the neighborhood shrank down behind them.
Not a lot was said during the first few songs. Seemingly as soon as Chloe rested her eyes, they were pulling into the check-in station where Max was finalizing the reservation and gathering maps, itineraries, and a key to the yurt. The special area they chose for their honeymoon was on a small cliff overlooking the ocean. A narrow path lead down from the yurt to a private beach area with a small utility shack near the tree line.
The girls unpacked and joked about Chloe falling asleep making Max do all the driving alone. Once they were safely and securely unpacked, Max insisted on taking a quick shower. Chloe practically begged to join her, but her wife urged them to wait just a bit longer, so they took turns bathing. When the taller girl turned off the water and left the bathroom with only a towel around her hair, her freckled partner almost attacked her. Chloe could see the look in her lover’s eyes and knew she was almost successful in her plot. She noticed Vanessa’s picnic basket sitting on the counter with a bottle of wine and one glass poking from atop. Max prepared their dinner and was ready to head to the beach. Once dressed and fully equipped, the duo lollygagged down the path and set up their spot on a slightly downward slopped sandbank.
Darkness was setting in, as the golden sun began sliding below the horizon casting elongated shadows across the beach. The coastline bent in a sort of semicircle, forming a private coved area just for them. Max laid out the extra-large beach towel and set out food and drink. She poured a glass of wine and opened a bottle of water. Chloe realized she was starving; she hadn’t eaten much at the wedding reception. Both girls dove in and carelessly devoured their dinners.
The moon’s glow filled the night sky and the gentle sounds of a constant breeze and waves breaking in the darken distance made for a romantic ambiance. The girls took off their sandals and walked along the recesses of ocean where the tide pushed the water to a perfect spot. They strolled side by side, as their arms were wrapped around each other’s backs and waists reminding Chloe of the time they walked along the train tracks of Arcadia Bay after reconnecting. The soft, wet sand felt nice on their feet and helped the girls relax a bit. Even though it was the best day of their lives, the hustle and bustle of the past 24 hours or so had heightened their stress levels. With meals in their bellies, and the next few days ahead of them, Max and Chloe were brimming with love, in a joyous state of contentment.
They hugged and kissed and playfully pushed each other around until they arrived back at their dinner spot. Max tidied up, placing their discarded food and paper items in a small garbage bag beside the picnic basket. She moved her partner’s empty wine glass and put it between the bag and the basket leaving the blanket cleared and completely open. Chloe watched and waited for the perfect opportunity to strike. As her partner was turning around, she gently dove forward pushing the two to the ground. She landed on top with one leg over the pelvis and hips of her beautiful brunette goddess who was glowing from the moon’s illuminating presence. They stayed in the position, one straddling, the other being straddled, and gazed into each other’s eager eyes.
“Hi, love,” she whispered as she leaned down and dragged her lips along the outer edges of her favorite person’s earlobe. She could feel the girl beneath her shiver as she located the sensitive spot she knew Max loved so much.
“Hey, babe,” her amazing wife whispered back. Even in the dim light, the radiance of their locked eyes glowed with a beauty that seemed to be from out of this world. The universe stopped moving and focused on them completely. A greying stillness blurred their surroundings and the two newlyweds existed alone in their private world. The first kiss was slow and gentle with mouths closed. It felt safe and mature, and the two pulled away to gaze at one another. “This is the moment I’ve been making you wait for. I love you, Chloe Caulfield-Price. I love that you’re my wife and that I get to keep you forever.”
“You already had me forever, dorkface. But yeah, I know what you mean, and I would wait another eternity for you. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, did you know that?” At Chloe’s last words, Max pushed forward and twisted her lips around her best friend’s. The passion increased as the intensity roared from inside both girl’s hearts.
Chloe’s tongue left Max’s mouth and trailed down to her neck. The younger girl let out a heartfelt moan which encouraged her partner to continue. The blue-haired girl helped her wife to a sitting position and raised her arms above her head. She rapidly discarded of the thin green long-sleeved shirt and started unbuttoning her black jeans. As she was unlatching the button, she bent forward and pulled her wet tongue across her soulmate’s stomach and abdomen which induced several undiscernible words from the girl. She pushed her backwards and fully disrobed her freckled wife of everything besides her bra and panties.
“I want to play too; you don’t get to have all the fun.” Max sat up and shoved her partner backwards. Chloe’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and excitement as she fell to her back. Max raised her shirt and began unzipping her loose pants. She returned the earlier gesture by kissing and licking her lover’s stomach, inching closer and closer to the crux of the girl’s legs. After pulling her pants off and throwing them in the ever-growing pile of clothes, the younger girl started kissing her wife’s inner thigh. “I’ll go first, babe. I want to taste you.”
“Wait, Max, you don’t have to go first,” Chloe replied with a tenderness to her voice. “Let’s go together. I want you too.” She immediately sat up and twisted the girl on top of her around. From her back, she could see her bride’s panties. She reached up and slid them aside revealing the region she desperately yearned to see. Max edged backwards to the perfect spot and sat down in position to allow the girl beneath her to more easily work her magic. She began licking and kissing and realized how much she missed her partners body. Chloe loved every second of pleasing the girl and enjoyed feeling her legs tremble and grind on her face. It made her happy knowing she could share this with her soulmate.
After a minute of using her fingers and tongue, she felt her own panties being groped and massaged. The sensitive areas beneath the cloth desired to be touched directly, but Max continued to tease. Finally, she grabbed the waist band and slid them down, past Chloe’s ankles, and off completely. With a crazed ferocity, the younger girl stuck her tongue deep inside, which caused an unexpected guttural moan from the girl on her back. Not surprisingly, Max paid attention to every area between Chloe’s lower back and nearly up to her bellybutton. She had always been selfless and knew exactly what her lover wanted. They concurrently pleased each other graciously while selfishly enjoying the sensations the other girl was providing. At nearly the same time, they focused in on the most sensitive spots. Both girls thrashed around and trembled from their simultaneous eruptions.
It was a beautiful display of pure love, honesty, trust, and togetherness. They loved each other with all their hearts, souls, and the cosmic material that stimulated their consciousness. Laying on their backs, nude to each other and the world, they enjoyed staring at the moon while tenderly holding onto one another, feeling the other girl’s warmth. Chloe traced her partner’s freckles while Max playfully attempted to kiss her grazing hand. Everything was perfect in their minds and hearts. Reveling in their closeness, they were perfectly content with a universe containing only themselves. It was a perfection that stopped time for them alone and rejoiced in their bond.
When the cool coastal breeze began chilling their glistening bodies, they helped each other get dressed and used the edges of the blanket to bundle up. Max wanted to head inside to watch a movie, and it sounded perfect to Chloe. The newlyweds, still floating from their time on the beach, held each other all the way back up the trail and inside the yurt. After cleaning themselves up and changing into their pajamas, the girls turned on Netflix, neither caring what they watched as long as they cuddled together.
The duo found themselves nestled on the large bed; the older girl was on her back and Max was on her side with her head on Chloe’s chest. “It’s been a hella good day, love,” she whispered, as the movie credits rolled. “You look so cute right now all half-asleep and shit.”
“Chlo,” the smaller girl quietly responded. “You are the best choice I have ever made.”
“Not true, Maxter, you had no choice. We were designed for one another; you couldn’t get away from me if you tried.” She hoisted herself to a sitting position, placed one palm on either side of her favorite person’s face, and careened in for a lengthy, fervent kiss.
After their tender lips withdrew, two incandescent, sapphire eyes perfectly aligned and latched onto each other’s souls. “We have a ton to look forward to, babe,” Max cooed as Chloe gently rubbed her belly. “I can’t wait to experience the rest of our lives together. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Max.”
