THE NIGHTMARE

It is tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day. I can't believe I will be a married woman tomorrow.

I look up to Andy. He has been feeding his warmth and pheromones on this couch for hours. I know he is eagerly awaiting for the day like I am.

"It's so tempting to have you to myself like this yet I can't make love to you." He beat me into talking first, tucking my hair behind my ears. "I'm trying so hard to..." he says winking at me with his puppy eyes.

"It's just a ...