Gabby looked to her husband and smiled sweetly, walking into the house. She was complete beat and was more than happy to finally be home. She was walking towards the direction of their bedroom when she heard Derek's question. "Oh I don't know. I'm really in the mood for some kind of pork dinner." She suggested as she slipped out of her work clothes, tossing them in the hamper, before slipping into her comfortable pajamas. Making her way back out of their bedroom, Gabby migrated to the kitchen, smiling at Derek. "What do you think of that?"
Mark looked up at her, listening to her dream wedding. He smiled as he saw her eyes light up with much excitement. Just watching her, smiling a big fool with a giant goofy grin as she spoke. He loved hearing her ideas and plans for their wedding. At this point, Mark would have any kind of wedding that she wanted. All he knew he had to do for sure was be there. When he heard her mention about her parents and them coming in, Mark's face dropped a little. It wasn't that he minded her mom and dad, because he liked her parents. It was just he and her dad didn't always see eye to eye on things and didn't really get along either. But he knew that he needed to be on his best behavior for Emily.
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July 8th, 2019 at 12:34am