In any case, it's one more brick torn from the wall of discrimination, and I'm definitely celebrating! As are many same-sex couples around the country, I'm sure.
To celebrate, I'm sharing a gay marriage excerpt from my M/M paranormal novel Necessary Madness. And for every comment, I'll donate one dollar to the Lambda Legal Defense Fund, a group that has been in the forefront of the struggle for marriage equality.
Elspeth had decided to marry them in the sunroom. The big glass panes were laced with frost filigree. Candles flickered on all the sills. Outside, the half moon turned the fresh-fallen snow to a glittering blanket of white.
The witch and justice of the peace wore a long red skirt and a white blouse with an antique silver brooch at the throat. She stood with her back to the yard, holding her book. Kyle and Rob faced her, holding hands. The guests clustered around on both sides, some sitting, some standing, all of them smiling. Crowley surveyed the proceedings from his usual spot in the rocker.
Elspeth looked around the room. The murmur of conversation died away. Silence reigned. Kyle’s heartbeat was loud in his ears, but as the moment of peace lengthened, his pulse slowed, his breathing deepened, and his anxiety evaporated. This was not a dream, not some product of his fevered imagination. This was real, his true future. He could trust it. It would not fade away.
Rob squeezed his hand. Kyle looked up, into eyes so full of love he thought he’d drown. Yes, he broadcast to his lover. Anything. Always.
“Robert Francis Murphy, do you take this man, Kyle Dylan McLaughlin, to be your lawfully wedded spouse…” Elspeth began.
“I do,” Kyle heard Rob say, in a firm, confident voice, for the assembled and for the world to hear.