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"Liam I really hate to do this but I gotta to go to the bathroom." he says after been here for a while. Just laying in silence. I nod rolling him over. I get up picking him up. I taking to the bathroom.

"Bath?" I ask.

"Yeah I'm sticky." he groans. He still hates baths.

"I can clean it off if you like." I tell him wiggling my eyebrow.

"I worry about you some time." I chuckled at that. He looks at me like I lost my mind. "What?"

"You use to tell me that all the time."

"I can see why the stuff that pops into your head worries me."

"You use to love that about me." I point out.

"Honestly I still do but it doesn't mean it doesn't worry me." he chuckles. After I get the water ready I put us in it with his back against me chest. This is the first time we've done this. Usually I'm sitting on the side.

"I hate this." he groans.

"What?"

"Taking a stupid bath."

"I don't know I'm kinda liking it." I tell him as I kiss his shoulder.

"Yeah with you in it it's better."

"Everything is better with me." I joke.

"Yeah I know." he says seriously. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes." I groan. "Quit asking if you can ask just ask." I've told him this over and over.

"Okay. Was are relationship always like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"You always taking care of me."

"Not really. I mean I took care of you. I made you dinner every night, breakfast, lunch and dinner on the weekends. Actually we took care of each other. One or the other always made sure we ate, cleaned, made sure we had what we needed. I just did the cooking made sure you put your feet up after a tiring day." he nods.

"Do you still want to marry me?"

"More than anything." he turns a little so he can look at me.

"Than lets do it."

"Beau." I sigh heavily.

"No listen to me. I do love you I am in love with you wether you believe it or not. I don't care what that asshole said to you. I don't see myself ever leaving. I don't think I ever was. I love you. I know you love me. To be honest i'd have to be a complete dumb ass to let you go. The way you take care of me. I love that."

"See I don't want you to love me because I take care of you."

"I don't. I said I love that. I love the way you take care of me. I do love you even more for it but I don't love you because of it."

"I don't know Beau. I do love you but what happens if you really don't love me?"

"Okay let's just say this ass was telling you the truth. Could I not fall in love with you all over again?"

"Yeah I suppose."

"For arguments sake I'll just say that. That I fell in love with you all over again." I stayed silent. I couldn't argue with that.

"You serious?"

"Yeah if that's what it takes for you to believe that I love you, that I'm in love with then that's the what I'll say. But Liam believe me right now I don't think I ever fell out if love with you. I know that I love you as much as I did the day I realized I did the first time. So Liam Cross will make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" call me stupid.

"Yes."

"Good now wash me bitch." he jokes turning around making us laugh.

"Hold up one condition." I say once I get myself under control.

"What's that?"

"You walk down that isle."

"More than happy to."

"Good i'll tell mom." he nods and we finish our bath.

A couple of days later we are sitting around showing Beau the wedding plans we had from before.

"That's going to be our wedding?" he asked shocked.

"Yeah unless you want to change something."

"We picked this out?"

"Well some, mom did most of it. We got the final say."

"Isn't it big?"

"I wanted y'all to have a big wedding." mom scoffs.

"I know I feel your pain. We tried for a small one but she wasnt having it. We were both good with small. So that being said." I sigh heavily looking at mom.

"I'm not going to like this am I?"

"No but this needs to be small mom. Just close friends and family."

"Why?" she whines.

"Because Beaus attackers have not been caught yet. What if they decide to come after him?"

"Don't you think your being over protective again besides wouldn't they have already came after?"

"Probably but once word gets out that he is getting married there's going to be a frenzy look what happen when word got out he was awake and has amnesia. We had to put guards on him for a month mom." Beau was famous during his football days. Not like there over or anything. When this happen reporters and fans hounded me, mom, all of our friends for about six months until they decided he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. As soon as they heard he was awake they started up again but once they found out he has amniesa they backed off again waiting for him to gain his memory. We still get hounded by a few of them but it's not as bad. They are pretty much easy to ignore. It's the swarm of them that's difficult.

"I still don't see a problem." she says.

"Mom." I groan. "Once word gets out he's marring his high school love then they are going to assume he has his memory back. If that is said then his attackers could come back thinking Beau is going to say something."

"Small and guarded." says Jack. Mom gives him the evil eye. "Honey he has a point. Right now they don't care because he can't remember as soon as word gets out they will think that he got his memory back and might try to come after him."

"I know. Fine okay small and well keep it quiet."

"Thanks mom." I say.

"Thanks mom." Beau says.

"But you owe me for this. I want three grandchildren now."

"Well do our best." I say laughing. Mom was on us wanting two but now it's three. "Wait Beau might have changed his mind on wanting kids. He might not want them now."

"No I want kids but how are we going to get them?"

"Adoption, surrogate. I don't care. I just want three."

"Fine with me." he says.

"You've always wanted two." I whisper in his ear. He just shrugs.

"Three sounds better to me what about you?"

"I don't have a problem with it. I've wanted four." I shrug.

"No threes good." he chuckles.

"Three it is." mom chirps.

"A small, quiet, guarded wedding." I say.

"Okay. I'll just cross out the most of the guest list."

"Send the invites as late as you can." I tell her. "Put private, hush hush wedding in there somewhere." I'm being serious here. I almost lost him once I don't want to go thru that again.

"What's all this?" Sammie says walking into the dinning room. Then her eyes go wide and she starts......squealing.

"Oh my god shut up." I groan shaking my head. I really hate when she squeals.

"Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Your getting married. When? Where? What time? I need a new dress. New shoes. Oh my god on my god it's about time. I didn't think you guys were ever going to get married. Wait your marrying each other right? Because if not forget it I'm not going. Tristan we are NOT going to that wedding. If Beau and Liam are not getting married to each other it will be a cold day in hell before I go to either one of their weddings. Oh my god. Please don't tell me your marrying that ass Chris? Jesus Beau what is wrong with you? Did you really lose that many brain cells? Go back and find them. Your not marrying him. I won't let you. Stop him Liam. You can't let that asshole take him like that. What's wrong with you? Did you lose some brain cells when Beau did? I swear Liam you better fucking stop this right now!" we all just stare at her as she rants when she's done we bust out laughing.

"Done bubble butt?" I ask once I get me self under control.

"Good god why the hell are y'all laughing?! This is no laughing matter! We have to stop him from marrying that scumbag!" she tells at us.

"His not!" I yell at her to get her attention. "We are getting married as soon as Beau can walk down the isle."

"Oh thank god. I thought I was going to have to kill you both."

"Congrats dude. You sure you wanna do this?" Tristan ask Beau.

"More than sure." he says with missing a beat.

"What about you Liam? What about...you know?" Sammie ask me. She knows my fears.

"More than anything. He gave a convincing speech the other day."

"What was the speech?"

"None your business. It's between Beau, me and the bathroom wall."

"Gross don't want to hear about your sex life."

"Nobody said anything about sex you perv."

"Please. You two plus bathroom equals sex."

"What's that suppose mean?" Beau ask.

"We just always use to take showers together." I tell him shrugging.

"Please. I got tired of waiting for y'all every time we went and did something so I started calling ahead. Those weren't showers. Those were porn shows."

"Believe me I walked in on one." Tristan mutters horrified.

"I told you not to go in there but did you listen to me? Noooo." Sammie tells him.

"I thought it was the spare bedroom shower going."

"Never go into any bathroom with the shower running." she snickers.

"I know that now." he groans.

"Okay enough with our sex life back to the wedding plans." I but in.

"I noticed you did say non existent sex life." mom says. I look at her wiggling my brow. "Okay I get it. Plans. Please."

"You said it." I tell her. She scrunches her face.

"Yeah one of these days I'll learn to keep my mouth shut."

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