"Sounds like perfection." Sera watched him move around and grab a bottle and two glasses as she grabbed the cake cutter. Sera wondered if his father would be foul at just how much alcohol they probably went through.
As they moved to cut the cake, Sera leaned back against him and smiled. "I love you too as well James." And she did, more than anyone before. This was what real love was, a soulmate. She was glad that they had done this.
When the slice was cut, she reached for it and offered him a bite first. "Ready?"