The train ride to Paris, though only two hours long felt excruciating.

Most of it was silent.

I was getting tired and hungry and more so confused as shit.

I didn't want a fucking spite marriage!

"Grayson!" I said a bit too loudly.

Gray shot up straight.

"Hm?!"

I shook my head slightly. Damn I was hungry, I needed a pizza or some shit.

"Grayson, are we sure about this?" I asked.

"Are you having second thoughts?" He questioned apprehensively.

"No but," He raised an eyebrow. "I just don't want us to get married out of--"

"Spite?" He completed.

I nodded, lowering my head.

He heaved a sigh and patted his lap.

"Lay down."

I lowered my head onto his lap and sighed.

"This isn't a spite marriage Kayla. I'm marrying you because you're one of the only people in this world who I love and am sure of with all my heart."

"You mean that?" I asked, tracing patterns onto his thighs.

He chuckled slightly, hands running through my hair.

"Course I mean it."

"You're not upset we're not having a big wedding?" 

He shook his head. "Are you?"

I shook mine.

"Then everything gonna be great."

I smiled slightly.

I didn't ever think I'd be getting married, least of all to someone like Gray. But there I was, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

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