Seizing the Moment... Finally

A few names had been tabled when the pair had thought on taking a new name for their family. She had to explain, far too thoroughly, how his favourite wasn’t quite the tone she wished to set when beginning potential negotiations with their neighbours.

Meg snickered into his chest as he pulled her close, I didn’t put a big comfy couch in there for no reason, but we can’t go there straight away. It’s rude baby. People had made the effort to celebrate with them, abandoning them completely without showing face was poor hosting.

Her hold loosened as Nairn straightened, thumb rubbing over the back of his hand while he checked his mask out of habit. Well… I didn’t really give him a choice. Best way to make him do something is to surprise him with it last minute. He couldn’t well say ‘no’ to the bride, not right there in the moment. Give him an inch and he’d take a mile, but Meg had long come to understand a little what could put the idiot in his place.

His groaned plea to remain where they were pulled a quiet chuckle and a shake of her head. Nope. They had to show face for a bit before either, or both, disappeared into the crowd or into brief hiding. At the mention of dancing, Meg’s feet began shifting in place with growing excitement. Your wife heartily agrees on that action. Les’go!

While her eyes caught various guests, Meg avoided inviting them to interact just yet, tugging Nairn along towards where some were dancing. She’d wave if and when people caught her eye, but her gaze always returned to the man long waited for, head leaned against his chest as the pair began to slow dance.

@Nairn - Ruth after