Vivian's POV
Vivian was heading off into the sunset with her husband. Never in her life had she thought that such a thing would happen for her.
She almost felt like pinching herself to make sure that she was not dreaming, but she did not do that,( she'd had enough pinching while she had been with Amy). All that she did to confirm that everything was real, was to stand still, feel the ocean breeze, the rocking of the boat and most importantly to look over and see Ryan, her husband at the wheel.
Moving away from the railing that she had been leaning on, she walked over to Ryan. Once there she hugged him from behind and nuzzled her cheek against his back.
"Can I drive?" She asked, Ryan laughed softly at her question.
"The fact that you have just called this driving means that my answer should absolutely be no,"
"Please," Vivian begged and despite the fact that he could not see her pouting, and begging him with her eyes Ryan caved.
