Ryker cracked a smile at that, his eyes lighting up slightly as he gave Abby a teasing grin. "I can't save you from this. It's their job." He joked. "You don't have to worry, she's just as crazy as she was before." He said with a small chuckle.

"Just like her mother" her father said, rubbing his wife's back. She woman stepped back, giving the newly weds some space. "Y'all go have fun. We'll help clean up a little. Let's go dance" he finished off as he pulled Abby's mom away "bye bye Abby!" She called over her shoulder. Abby tried to suppress a grin but it didn't work

Ryker savored the sound of those words. Newly weds. He was married. It wasn't going to really hit him for a while, but the shock would set in soon. He was REALLY married. This whole thing wasn't some sort of crazy dream. "May I have a dance, m'lady?" He asked Abby as he turned to her with a teasing grin. Afterwards he wasn't going to be able to suppress the need to help clean up, but right now, he just wanted to hold the moment.

"yes. Yes you may" she kissed him to wipe his grin off his face. Abby wrapped her arms around him, swaying to he music that started playing. "You must now call me Abigail Rivera" she smiled "ohh I'm gunna love that name even more than I already did"

Ryker just wanted to grin the rest of his life but it did have to be shrunk to reciprocate the kiss. Someday he was going to master kissing her while smiling. He was just going to have to believe it was possible. At her words he laughed a little, not having even thought about that. "I like that last name. Wonder where you got it." He teased, another thought coming to mind. "Oh goodness, now if we ever go out in public again we'll be known as Mr. And Mrs. Rivera... I'm never showing my face again. If someone even starts to say Mr. I'm outta there." He joked with another wide grin, marveling at how much had just changed in his life.

"Mr. Rivera. Dance with me?" She asked as she pulled him to a patch of sunlight in the field.

"I'm trying, give me a second to figure out where my feet are- and hey!" Ryker barely even caught the fact she said *Mr. Rivera*. "Noooo..." He protested before letting it slip away. Now wasn't the time to be picky. He was more thankful than anything. He started dancing, slowly, to the song that was playing. "I am so glad I met you."

Abby laughed, unable to control herself "yessssss" she draped her arms over his shoulders and managed to finally reach his shoulder because of the heels she was wearing. As they swayed slowly, she nuzzled her head into his neck. "You say that so much, and yet it never gets old" she kissed the base of his neck as she breathed in his clean smell that blended perfectly with the smell of fresh air.

Ryker never wanted to move again. This was perfect- absolutely perfect. He ducked his head to hide the grin as she barely reached his shoulders, chuckling quietly. The song and the smells and the sights all seemed to fade into one perfect moment with Abby in the middle of it all. "I'm glad of that, because I'll be saying it a whole lot more." He murmured an answer, breathing in, content. It couldn't get much better.

Some of your posts could go in a book! Not even joking!)

(when they gunna get back to the houseeeee???)

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Abby smiled as he took some deep breaths. "Are you smelling me??? Do I smell good?" She smirked (finally a new word! Wooo!) then shook her thick curls. The white rose placed in her copper hair didn't budge, and she was happy about it, though she did wonder how hard it would be to take it out. Abby gritted hee teeth for a second "ok. These heels are worse than the other ones. I gotta take them off. " she put her hand on Rykers shoulder and the other picked at the buckle on her heels. She got both off, stepping into the lush grass. She tossed the white heels to the side and stepped up to Ryker again. "Now I can only get to your chest!" She tilted her head "spit out the short jokes. I know you got one"