Kayla
Babies? I absolutely didn’t want babies. I knew that Matthew was older than me and he probably did want to start a family fairly quickly, but I just wasn’t ready for something like that. Luckily he quickly backed off from the topic and we were able to slip into the shower and move the conversation forward.
I wasn’t mad at Matthew over the dinner table incident, but I really did not like what he had done. It was embarrassing to know that the secret service agents had seen me naked and watched us make love. I really didn’t know if I would be able to look any of them in the eyes ever again.
Perhaps that was why Matthew did it. At first, I thought he had wanted me out of jealousy, but that really wasn’t Matthew’s style. I had decided he was more interested in showing the secret service members how he owned me or controlled me. It would have made me angry before, but my views on our situation were changing and I felt much stronger in my own beliefs than I had before.
Our relationship was a partnership of sorts. Of course, I still had very strong feelings for Matthew; but he needed a wife if he was going to make it up the social ladder of Washington D.C. and I was just the person for the job. He knew me well, he knew that I wouldn’t fight him when he wanted to do things that were less than ethical. Matthew had a strategic advantage with me and he wasn’t going to let it go.
For my end of things, I also got a pretty damn good deal. I had been in Washington D.C. for less than a year and I was set to be the Vice President’s wife very soon. It certainly wasn’t something I had ever thought I wanted to be. A wife of someone who had so much power was also saddled down with power of her own.
If I married Matthew, there would be no more messing up for me. I would have to think through each and every decision before I acted. I could see how Matthew got bogged down with his plans and future; you had to plan when there were so many eyes on you.
Matthew did make a really good point though, when he asked what I would want to be remembered for. It was a question I had never considered asking myself. Of course, I wanted to change the world. I wanted my life to matter in a way that made a real difference for people each and every day. Unfortunately, I hadn’t found what that passion was going to be yet.
As much as I wanted to sit around and think about my future dead self and how people would remember me. I had thought of something much better to do with my time while Matthew got acquainted with his new job.
“What if I started planning our wedding?” I asked Matthew as he was getting dressed and ready to leave for the office.
“Are you ready for that?”
“Sure, I think we have already decided we’re doing it. Why not just get it done. We can fly out to Chicago for a weekend and have a small service. What do you think?”
Matthew quickly picked me up and wrapped me in his arms. He twirled me around the bedroom like we were in some sort of musical comedy on Broadway. It was very clear that my idea had excited him a lot.
“Yes. I love it!” Matthew said as he held onto me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as I held on for dear life. He was moving around the room so fast, I was sure that I was going to get thrown off and fall onto the floor at some point.
“How about next month? I mean I’ll have to find a venue and check some basic things, but I think we could make it happen.”
“Yes, yes, yes. This is the best idea you have ever had.”
“Well it’s settled then. We are getting married,” I said as I tried to pry myself away from him.
Matthew held onto me though and he wouldn’t let go. He walked out to the hallway and stood at the top of the stairs looking down.
“Oh no you don’t. We aren’t going down the stairs like this. Let me down,” I said as I tried to get my legs free.
“Hang on,” Matthew said as he sat down on the handrail and we slid down the stairs to the bottom.
I screamed out in terror as we slid down. I actually thought I saw my life flash before my eyes. My whole body trembled as two secret service officers ran into the room to see what was going on.
“Matthew!” I screamed at him. “You could have killed us.”
“Naw, that was the most fun I’ve had in years!”
“Is everything alright?” One of the officers asked.
“It sure is. We are getting married,” Matthew said as he finally put me down and shook the hands of each of the secret services officers.
“Congratulations sir,” they both said.
“Okay, I’m late for work. Will one of you drive me?” Matthew said as he leaned in and kissed me. “You start making plans. Let me know when you have a date finalized and I’ll clear it in my calendar.”
Matthew looked like he was practically jumping up and down as he left the house to head into work. I really didn’t know why he had been so excited by the prospect of getting married earlier than we had thought we would do it. But it was fun to see some actual joy coming from Matthew. He had spent way too much time being serious and planning his takeover of the political world.