That Wedding

At the store, they don't actually have the tents set up. They just have these little dollhouse-sized versions. They're adorable. The tent I picked out was so cute. It's green, has two rooms, and a skylight, but it's maybe slightly bigger than I expected it to be.

Okay, it's A LOT bigger than I envisioned.

Phillip used to tease me about my inability to calculate distances. About how there was no way I would ever be able to design anything. I would always say back, You know why women are bad at measurements, don't you? He'd turn red and say, Shut up, because he knew what I was go

To get the tent to fit, I have to move the couch up against the kitchen table. It's also blocking the hallway, so you have to climb over the back of it to get to the bathroom, but that's a minor detail. I focus on making the tent a den of seduction. I climb over the couch, strip the comforter and blanket off my bed, and spread them across the tent floor. Then I add every pillow and throw that I own.

After work, I make up bowls of all Phillip's favorite middle school candy, a batch of popcorn, and fill a small cooler with beer. I change into little pajama boxers and a tight tank top. I even go sans bra just for the hell of it, and before I know it, Phillip's home.

My plan is to pretend we're in middle school. We'll eat popcorn, munch on candy, drink some beer, and I'll challenge him to a game of strip poker. We'll play cards and slowly get naked. Phillip will be so overwhelmed with desire for me, he won't be able to control himself. He'll attack me, and it'll be amazing.

My plan goes astray the second Phillip walks in the door and runs straight into the tent. He backs up and laughs at the huge tent in the middle of the living room. He looks so damn cute, I just can't help myself. I tell him no clothing allowed, strip that boy naked, and lead him into the tent.

I called Phillip's parents and told them what I'd pla

I'm up at five am, which is way earlier than even Phillip usually gets up. I hear the phone ring, and Phillip hit speaker. His dad's voice booms into the room. "Son, I hear you're taking the day off."

Phillip says groggily, "Uh...what? Who did you hear that from?"

"Your mom."

"Mom? Why would she....oh, no, is she making us do wedding pla

I hear his dad say, "I think you better talk to your future bride about that. Have a great day."

Phillip looks confused when I come into the bedroom and say, "Hey."

"What's going on, and why the hell are you up so early?"

"Well, I have a little surprise for you, sweetie."

"You only call me sweetie when you want your way. We're doing wedding pla

"Nope, but you better hurry up and get dressed. We have a flight to catch."

"A flight? Where are we going? I'm not packed."

"I packed for you, and we're going on a naughty dream road trip."

Phillip grins big and wipes the sleep out of his eyes. "Really? So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

"Is it somewhere I dreamed about?"

"I don't know, honestly, but I think you hoped it'd go differently. And that's all I'm saying."

We get to the airport, and of course, he sees where we're going.

"Cancun, huh?"

"Yeah, you good with that?"

"Oh, yeah. Are we staying somewhere we have maybe stayed before?"

"We sure as hell aren't staying at that dive we stayed at that one year for spring break, but, yeah, we might be."

"Lori and Da

"Bingo. You're smart."

"And what are we go

"Probably the same things we did when we were there for the wedding."

"That wasn't fun."

"Well, there might be some new twists to the story this time, but I'll warn you, just like at the wedding, I got us separate rooms."

"You're such a liar."

"Stop asking me questions I don't want you to know the answers to, so I won't have to lie."

"So it's my fault you're lying?"

"Absolutely."

He flicks the end of my nose. "Watch out. It's go

"Hiberdating? What the hell does that mean?"

"It's like I'm hibernating. I'm not seeing my friends because I'm always with you."

"You have always, always been with me."

"Yeah, but we've been spending quite a bit of time alone."

"Are you saying you don't like the time we spend alone?"

"No, I'm just saying our friends miss us and are giving us shit. I'd hiberdate you forever if I could."

We get to Cancun and immediately head to the beach. This time, I'm relaxed and happy. I'm not feeling the stress or pressure to be with Phillip. I'm with him because I want to be. We drank fruity drinks, which I'm still convinced contain some kind of love potion, went jet skiing, and laid on the beach. After that, we went back to our room to take a nap. We did sleep a bit. Like after.

When we were here before, I had big plans. I was going to take Phillip dancing, get him a little tipsy, and then invite him back to my room. But as we all know, last time I drank a little too much, ended up dancing with other guys, and made Phillip really mad. He thought I wasn't trying, that I didn't want a relationship with him, and we were lucky to have stayed friends. The next day at Da

But not this time. This time was the way it should've been. Romantic di

We danced together and had a blast. Last time, I danced with other boys. This time, I couldn't even tell you for sure if there were other people on the dance floor. I only had eyes for Phillip. After dancing, we went for a walk on the beach, and I asked if he wanted to come back to my room. He teased me and said that he didn't want me to think he was that easy, but then he did, and we definitely made up for the last time we were here.

The best part of waking up this morning was having Phillip in bed with me. We lounged in bed, ordered room service, ta

When I'm dressed and ready, Phillip takes my hand and says, "Let's sit down."