We arrived at the wedding reception hall a half hour early. My older man, Keegan, quickly located the bathroom and the bar—thankfully, too, because I needed both. My nerves were going crazy. This wedding was going to be the first time I would meet Keegan’s whole family, and he had already told me that there may be some who wouldn’t take too kindly to our big age difference.
I was so anxious that I downed a rum and coke seconds after it was given to me. “Whoa! Slow down there, lover,” Keegan whispered to me. “I don’t want them thinking you’re an alcoholic or a floozy. Take it easy on the drinks. Just be yourself and it’ll be fine. Just think, someday, they will be attending our wedding, just as big as this one,” he said, placing his hand on my lower back while whispering in my ear.
As the festivities began and the room started to get crowded, the DJ started playing romance songs, and as I quickly learned, Keegan loved to dance. His second cousin, William, was recently divorced and also there with his new girlfriend. She was clearly middle-aged and wearing an outfit that was not meant for anyone over the age of 25. Somehow, she managed to pour her voluptuous curves into that tiny dress that barely covered her undergarments. William pulled her out onto the dance floor first.
Feeling that now was as good of a time as any, Keegan asked me to dance as well. It was most definitely awkward hearing the intended whispers of those older generations who were half deaf and actually talking loudly over the music. We started laughing as we heard his aunt Cheryl talking about our age difference and the other woman’s very revealing outfit.
“I think she’s 21 or so,” I heard Aunt Cheryl say. “Keegan said she works full-time and has a good education and successful career. I guess he must really be able to give it to her, if you know what I mean!”
I was so embarrassed. By the time we danced around so that I could see who she was talking to, I realized it was yet another one of Keegan’s cousins and his cousin’s wife.
“You look amazing, by the way,” Keegan said to me, pulling my face to his by my chin, kissing me tenderly as the song ended.
“Aww, look who’s so in love, the old man and the little hottie,” squawked his drunk uncle, Steve, as he wrapped his arms around both of us, one on each side. “You know young lady, if you ever want a real man, come and see me. Most wouldn’t judge you for keeping it in the family, since I’m such a stallion,” he said, stumbling away as we all had a good laugh.
The DJ announced it was time for the bride and groom to enter and have their first dance, asking that we all be seated. Keegan and I quickly grabbed a drink at the bar and sat with his grandparents. Keegan’s cousin, Richard, and his new wife, Kelly, entered the room absolutely beaming radiance. They looked so lovely in their wedding garb. Keegan tugged my hand a little as he leaned in, “Start taking notes, honey. The family will be expecting just as much from our wedding soon,” Keegan whispered. I was stunned, and he could tell.
I downed my rum and diet coke, headed to the bar, and downed another before returning to our table. “Slow down on the drinks please. People are keeping tabs. What’s wrong? ” Keegan whispered.
“What do you mean the family will expect just as much from us? I’m feeling a pretty significant amount of pressure to plan our wedding when we aren’t even engaged!” I said to Keegan as I sipped on yet another diet and rum. The drinks were starting to hit me now.
“I’m the oldest cousin out of the group, the only one who has never been married or had children. Everyone has been waiting for me to catch up and honestly, I can’t wait to take that step with you. Don’t feel pressured. Just know that it won’t be very long before I make you my wife,” he said chuckling sarcastically. “I love you, Vivian. You are doing great, just drink some water.”