Ann-Kathrin's P. O. V.
"Mario, how are you feeling?"
It's been 2 weeks since we brought Mario home and he's doing really well. But he's still not 100%.
He grabs my waist, pulling me down next to him. He starts tickling me. I laugh and try to wiggle out of his grasp.
He finally stops and kisses my neck, "I'm fine. Now when are we going to get married?"
I laugh, "Eager, are we? I was thinking October?"
Mario groans, "Babe, it's May right now. October is forever away. "
I smile, "Well, you still need to recover and we need to plan everything. It has been 2 years. "
Mario sighs, "Don't remind me. "
I nod, "I know. I'm sorry. I love you and we'll get married. Don't worry. "
He laughs, "I'm not worried babe. I just want to finally be able to call you my wife. "
I set my hand on his cheek, "I can't wait to be your wife. "
He kisses me, "I love you. "
I grin, "I love you too. "