Marrying Her Older Billionaire

 However, right now he was as okay with it as he could possibly be, and that meant that he would get better quite soon. That meant that Angie and Richard could be happy without having to worry about anything. They would be able to get married and Matthew would be there.

And that would be enough. For now, at least, that would be enough.

*****

The wedding was absolutely spectacular. Richard and Matthew shared the expense of it, and their combined money ensured that the wedding was the most prestigious event of that month. Everyone came to the wedding. Clients of the law firm, every single lawyer working at the law firm, everyone that had anything to do with Angie, Richard or Matthew came to the wedding and it made it all seem so special and wonderful.

What Angie truly loved was that her friends came to. The friends that she had lost contact with when she went to Africa. She had reconnected with each and every one of her friends over the past six months, and she had been ready to meet them at the wedding.

All of her students attended the wedding too over a conference call. They commented on how good she looked and they were all very happy. Richard talked to them as well and they all liked him too. Angie loved how he treated the kids. He was not condescending at all. Rather, he was mature and treated them the way he would treat anyone else. He did not treat them like they were deficient in some way, he did not treat them the way he would treat someone that was somehow inferior to him.

She loved Richard as he talked to the kids. She loved that he was not the kind of person that would simply think that children were stupid because they lived in Africa. She loved that he was the kind of person that would take talking to the kids that she had spent so much time teaching, so seriously. In that moment, she realized that she had made the perfect decision by deciding to marry him. No decision would have made her happier than the decision that had led her to being in this white dress on this day, next to a man that she loved more than she could explain in words.

As they walked around, Richard started to talk to her. “So I was thinking,” he said, “we haven’t really decided on a honeymoon location yet, have we?”

“No we haven’t,” said Angie. “Why, do you have one in mind?”

“Yes,” said Richard, “I do, in fact, have one in mind. Kenya. Nairobi. Or, rather, a small village outside of Nairobi.”

Angie looked at him and could not believe how much love she felt in that moment. She grabbed his face and kissed him hard. She bit his lip and said, “Oh my God, I love you so fu*king much. You’d really want to do that? You’d really want to go to Kenya for our honeymoon?”

“Of course I would,” said Richard. “These kids are an important part of my life. I have to meet them. They’re important to me because they’re important to you. I was actually thinking that any other honeymoon destination would be rather frivolous, don’t you agree?”

Angie just smiled. She couldn’t wait to get this man home and tear his clothes off.

They got home in a rush and started to kiss passionately. Richard bit her lip as he pushed her onto the bed and began to take her wedding dress off. He did it carefully because he knew how much Angie liked it. He wanted to preserve this memory for her. He wanted to preserve the dress that she was wearing right now because it was the dress that she would look at and remember with fondness the day that she had married the man of her dreams.

This was all that mattered. This was all that she wanted to exist for. She was unbelievably happy right now. She didn’t think that such happiness even existed. It was the kind of happiness that people only dreamed of, yet here she was, feeling this happiness to its fullest extent. She was feeling it the way only she could feel it. She was feeling it the way only Richard felt it apart from her. They were connected in that moment, and that was all that mattered.

The end.