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feel like they were of one mind.  She moved the knife down and sliced through the cake, cutting off a small piece and putting it on a plate.
    She put the knife down and turned to him, reaching out for a small bite of the cake and waiting for him to do the same.  She held the cake up to his lips, and he took it gracefully, the white of his teeth flashing.  She opened her mouth for his bite, but made certain she nipped his finger just a little.
    Bob leaned close.  "You're killing me," he whispered against her ear.
    "Nah," she whispered back.  "I'm helping you know what you're in for.  If you want to run, you'd better do it now."  She knew some men were turned off by aggressive women, and if he was one of them, they were not meant to be.
    "Never."
    She looked up at him with a huge smile on her face, stunned that she was actually married to this man.  She was sure he had some faults somewhere, but so far, all she could find was a lovable man who seemed to think she was pretty darn special.  What more could a woman ask for? 
    Of course, he had a small bit of icing on his top lip, but that made him all the more adorable. She crooked her finger at him, to lean down just a bit, fully aware that there was still a crowd around them, and a photographer was ready to capture a picture. 
    Bob leaned down, not sure what Cissie needed, but not really caring at that moment. She pulled his mouth the rest of the way to hers, making certain to lick every drop of frosting from his lip.  "Mm."
    Bob stroked her cheek softly.  "Can we go?"   He had to get her out of there and into his bed soon.  He wasn't certain how much longer he could wait.
    Cissie's smile was bigger than ever.  "Mom says five dances."
    "Can we start dancing now?"
    Cissie laughed.  "My sentiments exactly."  She looked at her mother who was watching them with more amusement than reprimand.  "Can we do the first dance now?"
    Her mother nodded.  "I'll go see to it."
    Cissie rested her hands gently on Bob's shoulders.  "I'd invite you into my office for a little alone time, but I think we should be in a bed for my first time."
    He kissed her forehead.  "Our first time together."  He blushed again, but it was getting easier to talk to her at least.  Maybe soon they'd be able to have an entire conversation.  He was just glad she didn't seem to notice his short answers.
    Cissie made a mental note to bring up the topic again when they were alone in the car.  Bob seemed really nervous already, and knowing he had a virgin bride on his hands just might send him over the edge.  She'd rather be alone when that happened.
    The band started playing a slow song, and Cissie smiled.  She'd almost forgotten she'd arranged to sing this first song to him while they danced.  Taking his hand, she rushed over to the singer of the band, who gave her a mike to wear.
    When Bob saw the microphone, his eyes widened.  He'd fallen in love with her the first time he heard her sing.  Hearing her sing to him was going to be a true shock to his system, but it was obvious that she was about to do it.
    He pulled her into his arms in the center of the dance floor as the band started the song again, waiting as they began dancing.  There was a crowd watching them around the edge of the dance floor as Cissie began singing.  The words from "Could I Have This Dance" filled the building, but he knew they were just for him.  From her.
    He knew the words, but he didn't feel like he should sing along.  Her voice filled him with emotion.  He only hoped someone was getting this moment on video, because he never wanted to forget it.  He hadn't expected this song, but as wedding gifts went, it was at the top of his list.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Cissie had stashed her suitcase in her office, and they got it before going out to the car.  It seemed like forever, and no time at all, before they were in Bob's Chevy Equinox and headed to his house. "We'll have to get the rest of my clothes one day