Chapter 27

In the kitchen, we grabbed food from the refrigerator and set all of it on the counter. We started to prepare a meat loaf with salad and a baked potato. It was a simple but a good meal.

“Jar, what do you want to talk about?”

“Us, of course. Jam, we don’t much about each other in some ways. We need to tell each other more so we can understand each other better.”

“Jar, I knew quite a bit about you from Mason. He’s a fan of yours though it’s not romantic for him. He respects your business ability, as well as your physical ability. I think he’s in awe of your religious views. I know that you have made being a Christian easier for me and more a part of my life by watching you. I like the way you live. You care for others and are capable of watching over people.”

“Jam, that’s my public persona. I hope I’m like that in private, too. I also have morals. I’ve never had a serious guy before you. I will come to our marriage a virgin technically. I lost my hymen in high school playing softball. I was playing second base and was stretching to catch a throw that was off mark. I was kicked in the crotch though managed to hang onto the ball. I was in the base path and the other player didn’t mean to hurt me. I did have to leave the game. That swim suit was the most daring outfit I’ve ever worn in my life. I was egged on by Anna and had become prideful about my looks. It was something out of the ordinary for me. You helped me by appreciating my looks and not doing anything that would further embarrass me as I wore that suit.”

“No, dear. My look was one of sheer admiration and adoration. You were entrancing and I was so proud to be walking beside you.” He grinned. “Being with you is good for my ego.” He then looked troubled. “I won’t come to our marriage a virgin but I don’t have much experience. I think you will be a good marriage partner sexually as well as in other ways.”

“It doesn’t matter. If we will be patient with each other, we will enjoy ourselves physically.” I grinned. “I already enjoy having your body next to mine now. It will only get better once we’re married.”

We finished our cooking. We sat down to eat and, after praying, started. I asked, “Jam, what about the CNN guy? Are you going to commute his sentence?”

“I already have through King Marcus. King Marcus had him released for me but he is banished for life from Landers. Captain Maes says he was somewhat humbled. He thought it a joke for the first day or two. I think he’s learned a lesson. Too many news people hold others to higher standards than they are willing to even aspire much less attain. I can understand that but the ‘holier than thou’ attitude from many of them can be a bit much to tolerate.

“He should stick to covering events in this country where there is a tradition of a free press instead of Landers where he will be punished if he gets out of line.”

“Jam, we were going to talk about us. What do you want from me in our marriage?”

“Jar, I want a partner in life. I know you will be a terrific wife. We have each other’s backs and work together well. We’ve done it in an emergency. I have reasonable expectations that we will continue to work together well and will communicate with each other. That and praying together will give us a basis for a good marriage.”

I nodded. “Jam, I want us to ride down to the farm. A big piece of my heart is there and you should experience that. We can take Mason and Anna or Angela and Roger or even both. There are several bedrooms available to keep things right. You know that Angela won’t go to bed with Roger any more than I will with you?”

“We will do that though it may be a day trip or even have to wait until after we’re married.” Jam grinned. “Where do you want to go for a honeymoon?”

I smiled. “We could lock the chain at my farm and stay there. I do have a small beach for swimming and tanning. It’s also very quiet and private.”

“Alternatively, I could borrow my dad’s place. It’s got more land and a nice pond with a swimming area, too. I would have to bring a chain to put across the entrance. We should probably do that anyway.”

“Jam, figure it out. I just want it private. I plan for us to be naked a lot. I’ve read enough to have a lot of theoretical knowledge about sex. I want to experience love with you a lot during that time. I figure a week at most. There are two other weddings we must attend and they will be shortly before or after our wedding.”

He nodded. We had finished eating and carried our plates and silverware into the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher. I led Jam by the hand into the living room. We sat on the couch and cuddled quietly. The ten o’clock news came due. I turned the TV on saying, “Let’s see if we made a clip tonight.” I selected a channel that I normally didn’t watch but that seemed to show a lot of gossip. We watched.

A few moments later, the news anchor said, “Georgia’s royal couple to wed. More after these messages.” After the requisite commercials, the announcer was back. He said, “Georgia’s royal couple is to wed at a local church.”

The scene shifted to the front of our church. A different person came on and said, “The Duchess and Duke of Meuse, who reside in this area will be marrying in this church according to sources. We have been told by a church spokesperson that no cameras are allowed inside the church at any service. Miss Roberts and Mister Madison have told the church that their wedding is a private, religious event and no member of the media will be allowed inside during the wedding.” The person went on to describe our exploits in Landers. They then said, “It is rumored that members of the Landers royal family will be present for the wedding. However, we have not been able to confirm this. It would be expected since they are well-acquainted. We hope to get more information over the next few days.” The reporter passed back to the station.