Wedding Bells

[Cruz]

Cruz listened to the big brother advice. He of course knew all this. And he intended a large cup of coffee soon as he could manage one. But explaining what was going on to anyone was not really worth while. Who was going to believe him? Seeing laughing skulls everywhere. A pair of girls stalking him. They were everywhere. But he wouldn't tell Rachel that. He hadn't done anything wrong. He had wanted to but he didn't. He didn't even know where they stood at the moment. They hadn't talked more than a few texts a week since the semester started, and this was the first time they'd seen each other in a while.

He really needed a cup of coffee. Cruz nodded to Jared's words and moved on so he could get back to the whole thing.

Rachel stood waiting and he gave her a lazy smile and when he reached her pressed a kiss to her cheek. He lingered near her ear and whispered. "You smell as good as you look." He had missed her. "You will save me a dance?" He said as he pulled away to give her his full attention. It was a bit to concentrate on anything but wanting her, there was a definite upside to the euphoria he felt. But they hadn't even broached the topic of sex yet. They'd spent a night or two in each others arms doing the teenager thing -- fooling around but never much beyond that. He wasn't in a rush exactly but the effects of the pill had only heightened his desires.

"I'll see you at the reception." He grinned. He knew she had things to do before then. Part of the whole wedding party and all.