Six years ago

The photographer ran over to adjust Ambers dress so that he could clearly catch part of her arm sleeve in the shot. The tattoo was of Sydney on her upper arm. They knew it was foolish to get a tattoo of your significant other, but it felt different, like it wouldn't ever be a problem. Ambers Mom had been horrified at her arm sleeves when she first began adding to them. Her words were "well now you gone and done it Amber... You look like a dyke. You could get away with it before, but now?! Now you will never get a job at the firm"

Amber had meant to have gone to law school like her Mom. She had one of the highest ranked law firms in the state. Alas, it was not to be. This blonde bombshell and once cheerleader had done the unthinkable, and she had broken away from the conventional. Amber was sure that if she hadn't of been an only child her Mother would have disowned her by now. She couldn't wait to send her the engagement shots. She would be pleasantly horrified. Amber's mother wasn't homophobic in any way, she just hated how her daughter had grown up to be so very unlike her.

Sydney leaned into Amber and planted a kiss on her cheek for the picture. Her full lips parted slightly as she kissed the nape of Amber's neck, before turning back and smiling for the next shot. Behind them the Eiffel tower stood with lights twinkling.

The photographer waved them to wait while he changed the camera lens over. They turned in their dresses and gazed back at the landmark of Paris.

"It's so beautiful HB" Sydney observed, clutching Ambers arm.

"It really is. Not quite as beautiful as you though Miss Presley" Amber returned, looking down at Syd.

Sydney was dressed in a sleeveless green gown. Her dark hair was curled gently, and hung loosely around her pink cheeks. Her lips were full and pert with a lick of clear gloss. Amber had never seen her look more perfect. Her button nose wrinkled up as she watched Amber gaze at her adoringly.

"What do you think of this?" Sydney asked, looking around at passers-by coyly who had stopped to watch them with intrigue. She lifted her dress up against her left thigh to reveal a black garter with the words "Beaton's Bride" etched into the fabric in white pearl.

Amber's mouth opened to reveal a little shriek of laughter. She dropped down and kissed her above the slip of fabric, pulling the garter playfully towards her with two fingers, which when released, snapped back against her skin.

"Ouch" Sydney yelped. "I see how it is"

Amber heard her growl under her breath and turned back to the photographer, who along with a hundred other people, were watching them.

"Oops" Sydney said, stifling a laugh at the sudden crowd and hiding her head behind Ambers shoulder shyly.

"You always do this" Amber replied amused.

"When?" Sydney quipped.

"Oh I don't know... having the loudest orgasm ever in the back of our limo. In rush hour traffic?! Then there was that time you thought us having sex in that elevator would be so fun until..." Amber paused for dramatic effect. "What was it? Oh yeah it opened to a crowd of people on the third floor"

"I forgot about that" She replied, amused and starting to giggle "you shouldn't be so damn irresistible then should you"

The photographer came walking over.

"Amber that shot of you kissing the thigh is perfect"

"You shot that?!" Sydney asked, surprised and a little embarrassed.

"Oh dear" Amber stated.

He grabbed his camera and showed them the shot.

"Oh, that's actually quite cool" Sydney squealed excitedly.

"You're right it is" Amber confirmed.

"Now Amber, if you will kiss Sydney on the hand for this next shot that would be great"

Amber turned to face Sydney, and they smiled at one another cheekily feeling like school girls being bossed around by a teacher.

Amber knelt down in her golden dress, her beautiful caramel hair curled lightly down to her waist. The back of her dress was open, revealing her curves. Her lips were a dark and sultry red and her eyes now light and sparkling in the reflection of all the lights. She took Sydney's hand into hers and softly parted her lips to kiss her. The camera flashed away taking shot after shot.

"Brilliant. Brilliant" He shouted for encouragement.

"To heck with this" Amber blurted out as she stood and took Sydney's face in her hands, planting a hundred kisses all over her face and nose. Sydney wriggled away at first and then her eyes creased up with a grin as Amber planted huge red kisses all over her face.

"Wait, wait, stop that. I need other pictures" the photographer shouted as he began to walk towards them. Sydney put her hand up to stop him. "It's okay just shoot" She told him, breaking away for a second before returning to Ambers embrace. She could have been anywhere in that moment.

Sydney was covered in red lipstick kisses and Amber was equally covered in grass stains from kneeling on the floor. Amber ran her finger down to the hem of her dress and pulled off the base revealing white pumps on underneath and a pretty underskirt that was short and frilly. Her bare tanned legs and her pumps made her look like the alternative chick at school prom who went with not a care in the world. As the gown fell away she finally felt less like her mother and more like herself.

Sydney laughed in shock. She pulled her dress up with both hands holding up the fabric and revealed her light brown cowboy boots she had hidden under the dress. The photographer just shot away letting them do whatever they wanted. By the end of the night they had over two hundred engagement shots of which only a handful would be able to be sent out, the rest of them would make a hilarious collage for their home.

"Thank you Sir" Amber nodded towards the photographer as she and Sydney skipped away hand in hand towards the city centre with its overflowing bars and restaurants. "You think we should eat out?" Sydney asked.

Amber shot a look of horror back. "Like this?"

"Yeah why not?" Sydney said, pushing her green dress back down beneath her knees.

"Have you forgotten what your face looks like?" Amber grinned

She pulled her hand mirror from her purse holding it up to her face.

"Oh yeah" she observed , looking at her reflection. Her usual pink cheeks were covered in a hundred red lipstick kisses.

"Room service?" Amber sung delightedly.

"Oh yes" Sydney replied, pleased. She grabbed Ambers hand to run back to the hotel.

Up the hotel steps and into the foyer of The Marigold they ran, stopping only to press the button on the lift.

The lift came to a sudden stop and opened in front of them, a man in his hotel dress wear was working the elevator. They smiled at him and he eyed their hands wrapped in each other's, fingers entwined tightly. Moving to the back of the elevator behind the operator Sydney leant into Amber.

"I guess we won't be rein-acting that elevator experience." She buried her head into Ambers shoulder and giggled until she couldn't breathe.

"Third floor" The operator called out.

Sydney looked up to Amber from behind her shoulder and they erupted into a chorus of laughter as they slowly staggered onto the third floor. Both turned to wave at the operator before swiping their room key and entering their suite.

Suitcases with clothes were exploded over the chairs and the bottom of the bed, welcoming them back. "You're so messy Syd" Amber whipped round and pushed her playfully.

"Hey, we had like twenty minutes to get dressed tonight" Syd reminder her, walking ahead of her.

"We had two hours Syd. You watched the weather channel and ate the free pastries for an hour and forty minutes"

"And what else does one do in Paris" Sydney questioned with a smirk on her face.

Amber put her finger to her head mocking thought. "Hmm I don't know... See art galleries? Shop? Take a trip? Go eat?"

Sydney sat down on the end of the bed. Amber came to her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders attentively. Sydney's lips squashed up against her shoulder.

"I'm too tired to do all those things. Let's get room service, you promised" Sydney's voice muffled against Ambers skin.

"I'll grab the menu. You set the bed up" Amber said moving quickly to the other side of the room and rooting around for the menu.

Sydney grabbed the clothes on the end of the bed and chucked them on the floor. She removed her boots, reached back and pulled the zip down on the back of her dress and quickly hopped up and down on the bed until it slipped off to the floor beneath her. She jumped under the sheets and propped herself up on the plumped up pillows with only her bare shoulders uncovered.

"Done" She shouted triumphantly.

Amber turned around and looked contentedly her way.

"Room service can wait" She said teasingly as she unhooked her dress.