"Of course, because you are now my official husband even though you are stupidly challenging," I say as I shove him our marriage form.
He winces and flipping the paper.
"You've sign?... then he smiles and I see his eyes build a touched glass.
"Babe, Thank you. I love you, forever." He said.
"So now you better stop calling your friendly friend a sweetie." I mock.
He circles our noses and pushes his lips onto mine.
"I'm yours now. I won't and I'm all yours alone until your last breath," He swear in his man words.
"But she seemed VERY like you." It's a statement, not a question.
He recoils, his eyes pools are all wide and wary. I roll my eyes.
"Don't tell me that you are don't care about it? I ask.
His eyes drop down slightly.