“W...What do you mean?”
“I mean... We're going to have a ‘real’ wedding. Right here!” Sebastian replied with a wide grin plastered on his face.
“No! I don't want it. Just ignore what I said,” Kourtney said with a death stare. ‘What is this man up to again? I've already had enough!
“I wasn't asking if you wanted it or not. We're going to recite the wedding vows and wear our rings.”
Kourtney's eyes widened in alarm. "But... But I didn't mean it like that! I just meant-"
Sebastian held up a hand to silence her protests. His gesture was so noble and refined as if she was his mere subject. Kourtney didn't know when she obliged to shut up. She stared blankly at him as he turned towards the officials, his voice filled with authority.
"Call a priest," he commanded. “My wife here says she wan
