I Can't Ever Get Enough Of You
Part 4
Karen H.

I start to get all excited about our evening, wondering what the surprise is that Dawson has planned for us. Or was the surprise for me only? I should have asked him before he ran out to the grocery store.

Stepping into the shower, I allow the warm spray of the water to cover my body first, before allowing my hair to get wet.

It may seem something so trivial, but just being in the shower reminds me of our honeymoon and of our wedding.

The spray of salt water on our bodies, the sun setting, sand, and lots of sex. Does that qualify as being the four esses? 'Salt' water, sun, sand and sex. Hmm, food for thought, maybe I'll ask Dawson later. Or maybe I'll just forget it all.

Our family and friends hadn't exactly been over the moon when we had told them where we planned to get married, or that it was just going to be a small intimate wedding, with only Dawson and me, two witnesses, and the person saying the ceremony.

"You're joking, right?" Bessie replied after we'd told her.

I shook my head. "No. Dawson and I just want a small simple ceremony."

I couldn't believe she had been so upset with the notion.

Gale hadn't been too pleased either when Dawson broke the news to her, before I told Bessie might I add. That's why the both of us told Bessie together. Gale kind of chewed out Dawson when he'd said we wanted it to be small and simple.

"Small? You can have small here, why can't you just have it here?" She'd reasoned.

I'm told that there was more ranting and Gale even cried she wasn't going to get to see her baby get married.

Our families couldn't seem to accept that we had wanted the wedding just for us and that we were already going to have a little ceremony to exchange vows when we were back.

"It's not the same." Both Gale and Bessie had said. They'd both even gone to the trouble of arranging a big dinner with friends and family to try and talk us out of it. But most of them were reluctant to side with Bessie and Gale.

"Dawson, Joey, I am your friend and I can only say I understand why Gale and Bessie are conspiring to talk you both into changing your minds." Jen had started. "But I fully support that you both want to do something just for you. You want to make it more private. And I think it'll be so romantic." She started to tear up as she finished. "Any chance you can video tape it for me Spielberg?"

Bessie and Gale finally came to see things from our point of view and went out of their way to apologize for how they had acted.

"We want to organize the little ceremony you are going to have here though." Bessie had blurted out midway through dinner.

I think she expected a full-scale fight, or at least a little argument. But I just said it was ok. The truth was I'd welcome not having to plan stuff and it'd make them feel more as though they had a wedding to plan.

The morning before we got married we'd gone for a swim near this little waterfall that one of the locals had directed us to. Dawson had cursed not having his camera with him and I made a joke about how I was starting to think he was surgically attached to the blasted thing.

"I can think of something I'd rather be surgically attached too." He replied, cocking an eyebrow suggestively as he pulled me closer to him and cupped one of my breasts.

I bit my lip. "Not gonna happen Mr. Leery. We shouldn't even be seeing each other on our wedding day, let alone be doing that. You're just gonna have to keep yourself in check and wait for later, until I am Mrs. Leery!" With that I swam away towards the waterfall.

"You, Miss Potter are no fun!" He called after me.

I stopped swimming and turned to him. "Maybe that will change when my name changes." I stuck my tongue out at him.

As I start to wash my hair under the steady stream of water I remember how he kissed me as we stood in the water next to the waterfall. The spray lightly hitting our bodies.

We were finally going to do it, we were finally going to get married. And most of our friends and families were on the other side of the country.

"Come on you two, break it up. Plenty of time for all that after you are married!" Todd called to us as we were getting lost in our kisses.

"Can't we leave you two alone for more than 5 minutes?" Audrey chimed in clutching Todd's hand.

"Anyone would think that you two were never gonna see each other again after today the way you play tonsil tennis with each other." Todd joked and Audrey nodded her head agreeing with him, before letting go of his hand and diving into the water. "What is the score now? Was that Advantage Miss Joey or Advantage lucky bastard?"

Audrey pushed her now wet hair back and turned to look in Todd's direction. I can only imagine she must have glared at him for his comment. He never replied with anything more than a wink and a grin and she rolled her eyes when she turned back towards Dawson and me.

"Don't we seem to have like the worst timing ever, Leery?" Todd asked Dawson, as he removed his shirt.

"Something like that." Dawson mumbled to me.

Todd just laughed. "How many times is that now, one or both of us has interrupted you two about to get it on?" He cocks an eyebrow as he finishes and stands grinning for a moment before jumping in.

"Too many." I whisper to Dawson. "Maybe we should think of getting our room moved, because knowing you Todd…" I turn to our chaperone. "…You have big plans for the remainder of your trip.

"Just remember Duchess, you and lover boy there have one week of bliss once we leave in a few days." He chuckles as he reaches Audrey, wrapping an arm around her waist. "We're just keeping you on your toes!"

I was about to reply but Audrey spoke before me.

"Now come on sweetie." She started as she turned to face him, placing her hands on his shoulders, giving him a quick kiss. "This is their wedding day after all, maybe for today we allow them some time for some funny business. They have to consummate their little shindig." She finished throwing a glance at Dawson.

Did she just say shindig? The girl has it bad!

Dawson rolled his eyes at her and I couldn't help laughing.

"Besides, if all we do is baby-sit those two, when are we gonna get to roll around on the sand?" She asked Todd, brazenly.

Todd seemed to be thinking about this. "That is a great point. Okay you two, you have been granted a reprieve, you may do as you wish for the next 24 hours." He leaned in to kiss Audrey, Dawson and I just looking at them with an amused look on our faces. He stopped moving to kiss Audrey and looked at us. "But then, your asses belong to me."

Not long after that, Dawson and I decided it was time for us to make our way back to our hotel rooms to get dressed. "Just think Dawson, in a matter of hours we will be married!"

"I know!" He replied as he stopped walking and leaned in to kiss me, my hand still in his.

I felt that flutter in my stomach; you know the one you get when you are about to fulfill a life long dream?

I had kissed him when we were friends, when I was his girlfriend, when we were lovers, as his fiancée and now as the bride to be. As we moved closer to being married the kisses seemed to become more intense.

"I love you." I whispered as we started to walk again. "Are you nervous?" I asked him after a moment.

"No!" Dawson replied firmly, not even taking time to think or analyze it. "I'm relieved. I'm ecstatic. I'm psyched. I'm...aroused!" He finished with a light chuckle.

This time it was my turn to stop him walking to kiss him. My lips pressing lightly at first before they started to slide against his. I brought my free hand up to cup his cheek as he started to stroke my wrist with his thumb.

"I love you too."

I just smiled at him and replied, "Will you still be aroused after we've gotten married?"

"I think I can guarantee it, yeah."

We both continued to just look at each other for a moment, caught up in memories of a time that seemed so long ago.

"Shall we?" He asked, offering me his arm.

"We shall!" I replied as we started to walk the one hundred or so yards to our hotel.

We kissed again as we reached the door to our hotel room (he was going to be getting dressed just across the hall in Todd and Audrey's room).

"You could come inside." I started to say, kissing him, not ready to leave him. "...just for a few minutes." I wasn't quite ready to let him leave yet, especially when I wasn't quite ready to never be with him again as simply Joey Potter.

He pulled his head back from me a little and when I opened my eyes he was looking at me questioningly.

I quickly opened the door and yanked him inside.

"I won't be the same person the next time we make love!" I told him as we stood just inside the honeymoon suite. "No more Joey Potter. I'll be different, a good different mind you, but...I just want us to have one last time before we're married."

He still looks slightly puzzled and a little worried. "This isn't some attempt to have one last time with me before you run on out me, is it?"

I don't answer his question. "You never asked me if I was nervous, do you know that?" I ask him instead.

"Are you?" He asks, the worry evident in his voice. I step forward and lean up to kiss him, hoping that that alone could be enough to alleviate his worry. "No." I say against his mouth, just to affirm how I feel. "And no." I say slightly shaking my head. "…I'm not running out on you”. He sighs in relief.

"I'm not running out on anything, it'd be like a rebirth, a caterpillar shedding its cocoon. Or you could think of it as a celebration of us! What we've come through and what we're about to embark on together!" I look at him expectantly.

"Jo?"

"Dawson?"

"Nice argument." He says chuckling. "I was already convinced when you asked me in the hallway, but nice little..." He trails off as I try to glare at him and pretend I'm mad, but I love his playfulness.

And I certainly can't be mad when he's sucking on my ear and moving his hands lightly from my waist around my back to untie my bikini bra.

"Did I say a few minutes? I meant an hour!" I mumble as he guides me over to the bed. He falls onto it, pulling me on top of him, the bikini top now lost somewhere between here and where we stood. I straddle him, my knees sinking into the bed as I sit up.

He's just looking at me as I brush my still wet hair over my shoulder, before running my hands up his arms and down his chest.

"Maybe we can just get married tomorrow!" I tell him as he grins at me amused, before I move off of him to remove his trunks.

"We're getting married today!" He reassures me as I straddle him again, his hands no longer on my waist but now playing with the sides of my bikini bottoms.

"Is that a fact?" I say as I bring my lips down to meet his for a brief second and he flips us over.

"And I'm leaving this room in ten minutes, no matter what has or hasn't happened!"

"Is that a threat?" I ask him as he moves his body to take off the last of the material that covers me.

"You are wasting precious time, Miss Potter!" He tells me, rolling back onto his back and pulling me on top of him.

"I love you, Dawson Leery." I whisper as I lightly trace the outline of his lips with my thumb before leaning down to devour his lips. My breasts brush lightly against his chest as I feel his erection against my inner thigh.

Just as he enters me I hear him whisper, "I love you Joey Potter, now and forever."

"He certainly knocked Joey Potter out of my system!" I say to the empty bathroom unable to shift the grin I know is on my face as I step out of the shower, wrapping the cotton towel around me.

That last time before we were married was just as meaningful and memorable as our first time as husband and wife.

As I had opened the bathroom door to the honeymoon suite I wasn't expecting the sight before me. Audrey was standing with a puzzled yet amused look on her face, casually glancing from me to the still disheveled bed back to me again.

"Now, either you two opted for no maid service, or the maid you guys have can't make a bed nice and neat to save her life, or you and Dawson made a little detour…or a little baby!" She finished with a grin as she started tapping her foot expectantly and crossed her arms.

"I'm not even going to dignify that comment with a response." I state breezily before brushing past her.

"There's no need to Princess, no need at all."

"And why's that Audrey?"

"Cause Todd and I saw Dawson leaving this room! Cause the bed is all messy, cause you still can't keep your hands off the poor bloke in public, so in the privacy of a room with a flat surface? Na-uh!"

"And the big deal about that is?" I ask her, running the comb through my freshly washed hair.

"Well I'm rather tempted to say I don't believe in sex before marriage, but…well, we both know that that's not true!"

I laugh at the face she pulls. "More like you believe in marriage after sex!"

"Oh low blow Joey, low blow." Audrey starts to get over dramatic. "I'm mortally wounded." She says placing her hand over here heart. "Right here." And falls backwards onto the bed.

I just watch her, still wrapped in my towel, trying not to laugh or giggle too loud.

"Did you have a point Audrey?"

"Yes! Before your little assassination on me I was about to ask, if you two just made a baby girl, could you name her Audrey? After all, I was the one that introduced you and Dawson."

"No you weren't."

"Ok I wasn't!" She says rolling her eyes. "Like that's a big part of introducing anyway. But if I had known you both independent of each other, which these days is a concept I think never existed but that's another story. Anyway, if I had known you independent of each other, I'd have introduced you both. No doubt about it."

I sit on the bed beside her. "Aw that's so sweet."

"So no baby Audrey Leery?" She asks sitting up.

"We'll see." She grins at me. "Now Audrey, if you don't mind…"

"Oh I gotta go shower Jo, no time for all of this mindless chit chat!" She interrupts, rushing towards the bathroom.

Damn I love that girl.

“Joey?” I hear Dawson call as I exit our bathroom.

“Yeah”. I reply back to him as I start to towel dry my hair and go into the hallway to see him standing at the bottom of the stairs.

He cocks an eyebrow at me when he sees I’m only wearing the towel. “That’s an interesting outfit! You might want to dress up a bit more.”

“Hmm, I’ll consider it.” I tell him, still towel drying my hair.

“I just wanted to call you to let you know I was back from the store and to find out if you were out of the shower.”

“Well I am.” I tell him sticking out my tongue. “And now my darling husband, I am going to go get dressed.”

“If you must!” I hear him calling as I walk back to our room.

“Joey, are you sure we have everything ready?” Audrey asked one last time as she entered the room again. “I was just getting the camera before the guys left…whoa…Dawson is one lucky bitch!” She finished as I twirled around for her.

“You like?” I asked, checking everything was as it should be.

“You have never looked more beautiful.” Was her reply and as I blushed a little I swear she sounded a little chocked up. “Okay, this is the part were I have to video you from every conceivable angle.” I rolled my eyes at her, Dawson had taught his student well. Gale, Bessie and Jen had all demanded she do a complete 360 of me before the wedding and then Todd was gonna film the rest.

Audrey was wearing a gold spaghetti strapped bustier with a matching gold skirt to her ankles and gold sandals. Her hair was neatly pinned up in a French twist, with a few tendrils loose to frame her face. She was also wearing a simple gold necklace with a pear drop pendant that matched the earrings she wore, her gift from me for being my maid of honor.

She looked in the mirror one final time before she turned her attention back to me.

“Audrey, it’s only gonna need fixed again when we’re downstairs!” I told her, eager to leave, eager to go marry Dawson.

“I know! But I need to get this perfect for Bessie and Dawson’s mom.” I knew it was pointless to protest, she was adamant about taping this slowly, for all I knew she’d be recording until the film ran out. She crouched down to straighten the bottom of my dress.

I remember when we’d first decided to get married on a beach that I just wanted to wear a plain dress, maybe a sundress. I had even been tempted to wear a white bikini and sarong, but Audrey and Jen had both told me on separate occasions not to decide too soon. “We have to go look at bridal gowns Jo!” Audrey had exclaimed. “It wouldn’t be like you were getting married if you didn’t.”

I’d fallen in love with what was to become my wedding dress as soon as I’d clapped eyes on it and knew I had to have it. But I humored everyone and tried on many, many dresses, but still went back to that first dress.

The dress was ivory organza in a sheath style with spaghetti straps and trimmed with rum pink beaded lace. The veil was also ivory, with the same rhinestones around its edge. My jewelry was simple yet elegant. Dawson had given her a white gold necklace with a diamond. He’d had the chain made for me as my wedding gift, (the diamond coming from his grandmother’s engagement ring) and she wore diamond earrings that Gale had loaned her. These seemed to take care of the something borrowed and something old. My arms were bare, as were my hands, except for the engagement ring he’d given me two years ago.

My dress was the something new and Audrey and Todd had given me a blue garter belt. (“Audrey says you gotta have something blue love, so from us to you!”)

“Joey!” Audrey said, her voice slightly raised as she touched my arm.

“Hmm.” My reply as I looked from the mirror

“Nice to see you have re-joined the land of the living! It’s time to go now.”

“Aren’t you gonna do your filming thing?” I asked.

She laughed and rolled her eyes at me. “I already did a complete 360 of you twice while you were off dreaming of Dawson. You had this cute little smile on you face the whole time. It’s truly sickening!” She laughed as she walked towards the door. “So tell me Ms. Potter.” She said turning to face me, her hand on the door handle. “Are you ready?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe!”

“Really?” She asked somewhat surprised.

I shook my head. “I think I’ve been ready my whole life…I just didn’t realize it at the time.”

“I meant to leave the room,” Audrey said laughing, “but I think that pretty much covers it Joey.”

As I finished combing through my hair I couldn’t help that little flutter of excitement I felt in my stomach. And all from just remembering the time leading up to our wedding.

I glanced back in the mirror to see him standing leaning against the doorframe watching me, it kind of reminded me of the day after our wedding when he was just watching me finish dressing before we were leaving to go meet Todd and Audrey for brunch.

“How long have you been standing watching me for?” I asked him, watching his reflection in the mirror.

“A minute, maybe? I really wasn’t counting.” He replied entering the room. “Dinner is pretty much taking care of itself. I’m gonna jump in for a quick shower.” By the time he had finished he had walked over to my dresser and I was turning to kiss him. “Mmmm, you smell good!” He said against my lips.

I turned in the seat to face him. “Why didn’t you join me in the shower?” I asked, a mischievous smile playing on my lips as I tug at his t-shirt, pulling him back to me.

Our lips meet again, but not for too long. He breaks the kiss.

“If I had joined you in the shower then dinner would be burnt and we’d never eat!” He kisses my nose and turns away. “The sooner I’m in, the sooner we eat. And the sooner I get to give you your surprise.”

“You really did get me a surprise?” I ask him.

He nods his head.

“You know me Dawson; I’m no good with surprises. Tell me now.” I try to coax him, rising from the chair and walking towards him. I place my hands on his shoulders and lean up to kiss him quickly. “Please!” I plead, trying to break the resolve I know only too well he has.

“You know Jo; I really want to tell you. But well…” he lightly brushes his lips against mine. “…the truth of the matter is…” He removes my hands from his shoulders and places them back by my side. “..I don’t want to!” And he takes a few steps back into the bathroom and closes the door.

I hear him laughing on the other side of the door. “You are one cruel man Dawson Leery!”

He chuckles. “Yeah, and you love me all the better for it!”

I walk back to my dresser mumbling to myself, “yes! I do.”

“Wow!” It wasn’t saying much yet at the same time it said everything. It was the only word Dawson had been able to whisper as I moved to stand beside him. We’d opted for getting married on a cliff, overlooking the beach and the sea.

I’d beamed back at him. “You too!”

Dawson was wearing a black suit, white shirt and his tie and the handkerchief in his jacket pocket matched the color of the beads on my dress and veil, a smile matching my own, his hair spiked.

As we turned back to face the officiator, I handed Audrey the bouquet of cream colored gladiolas I was holding before turning back to intertwine my fingers with Dawson’s.

“This ceremony, as you are aware, is a simple one. Quiet, intimate, but its purpose is as serious as it would be if it were to be carried out in any house of God. It is for this reason I must ask if there is anyone who would object to these two being joined in marriage.”

There was a brief silence, were all that could be heard was the sound of waves crashing before he continued.

“Dawson and Joey, you have come here together to take a vow to love each other, through everything. To be there for each other in every way. I believe you both have written vows to each other.”

Dawson and I turned to face each other and I saw Todd standing behind Dawson with the video camera Audrey had earlier. He moved the camera away from his face for a moment to smile and give me a thumbs up.

“Dawson, for as long as I can remember there has been one constant in my life.” I began. “One person, who has stood by me through everything, loved me not because they had to, but just because, loving me unconditionally and never ever asking for anything in return.” I paused, smiling at him. “You’ve never judged me; you’ve never expected anything but the best for me. I love you so much and I know that you know that. And I promise you from the bottom of my heart, I’ll never stop loving you.”

He smiled at me the whole time I was talking and I could clearly se the love in his eyes.

“For days now, I’ve been looking at the vows I had written and thought they weren’t quite right. For being the big talker I am, I was finding it difficult to put into words exactly how I felt about you. I still don’t think how I feel about you can expressed in words…” he had started to lightly stroke my wrist with his thumb. “…at least not to their full extent. Jo, I can say I love you a thousand times and feel like there’s so many more ‘I love you’s’ I need to say. I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember, to the point where I can’t remember when I actually started. You believe in me even in times when I don’t believe in myself, you inspire me to never give up. And I love you.”

Dawson leaned down and lightly brushed his lips against mine.

The grin on my face was permanently etched there. Even as I turned to Audrey to get the white gold band.

“Joey, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

I managed to keep the “You bet your ass I do” from coming out, instead settling for the customary “I do!”

Todd fished in his pocket for the matching band to give to Dawson, and much to my shock, he never even pretended he’d misplaced it.

“Dawson, do you take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do!” Dawson replied, slipping the band onto my finger.

“Then by the power invested in me by the state of Hawaii, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride!”

And he did. As the sun was setting, I had my first kiss as Mrs. Dawson Leery.

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