forever and a day

michael allen grant twenty-two nineteen husband, father actor, singer, songwriter helios island

[michael-grant]

miss-lindsay-campbell:

“I’m gullible but not that gullible,” Lindsay told Alice who pouted in return. The mother chuckled lightly and leaned back on her chair, watching her daughter grumble as she ate her ice cream. The two were sitting in an outdoor table at the ice cream parlor, their huge dog sleeping calmly at Lindsay’s feet. 

Noah took off as soon as he spotted Alice and Lindsay, yelling “Ice cream!” at the top of his little lungs. Michael would’ve followed right after him but pushing Ara in the stroller prevented him from doing so. Hard to believe his family’s most recent additions were already seven months old. “I see you’ve started on the ice cream without me,” Mike commented once he had approached their table, Noah already seated beside Alice.

[michael-grant]

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Despite how this year has been, I wouldn’t trade the last few minutes of it for anything. Welcoming the last 2016 baby, Arabella Sophie, and welcoming the soon-to-be-pictured first baby of 2017, Cooper James.

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[michael-grant]

isabelle-grant:

“Okay you perv, keep it rated PG.” Isabelle rolled her eyes, her hand over her stomach as she slowly sat down without an argument. “He’s already mad that I can’t hold him. He was an only child for so long, having two new siblings will take the attention off him and I don’t think he will like them anyways. Please massage my feet.”

“Hey, if I wanted to be a perv I would’ve offered to massage them, so there.” Michael pulled up a chair across from hers, sitting and lifting Isabelle’s feet onto his lap. “He’ll adjust, eventually. He’s already worn through his excitement for spending time with me, as soon as we arrived he was inseparable from Alice. As for massaging your feet, I’m only allowed to do it lightly now. Doc said something about acupuncture spots and if the right-wrong one was hit you could go into labor, and that’s the last thing we need while being back on the island.”

[michael-grant]

isabelle-grant:

“The one thing that they didn’t tell anyone about pregnancy, the amount of my boobs hurting. Jesus–can these damn spawns come out already?” Isabelle groaned, leaning her head back against the wall, feeling bloated and the fact she constantly had to pee. 

“Okay but you have to admit. . .your boobs look great.” He set that last of the cushions down on the chair before motioning her to sit. “Don’t give Noah any more reasons to dislike them before they’re actually here. Now, put your feet up and relax–I won’t take no for an answer.”

[michael-grant]

miss-lindsay-campbell:

“Not this time,” Lindsay gave in, laughing. “You have to admit buying that shop was one of my best ideas, so please listen to this one?”

“It was, and I never said I wasn’t going to listen! I always listen to you otherwise I get the look from Isabelle.”

[michael-grant]

miss-lindsay-campbell:

“So… I did something crazy.”

“You didn’t buy another empty shop, did you?”

[michael-grant]

isabelle-grant:

“Oh thanks, you’re suppose to lie to your wife even if she looks terrible,” Isabelle chuckled, her face turned to confusion as she looked at him. “Birthday gift–is it already June?”

“I’ve learned my lesson about lying to you, no more.” Nodding, Mike rested his arm around her shoulder. “It is, Mrs. Old Person, and Noah would like to celebrate with you.”

[michael-grant]

miss-lindsay-campbell:

“You should tell her, she will be excited about it. I have nothing against golf, except the fact that I can’t play it to save my life.” Lindsay chuckled and shook her head at the mention of Alice’s birthday. “I can’t believe her birthday is coming so quickly… but no, as of now no plans just yet. I only flew back to the island yesterday, so she has been busy filling me in on everything. I haven’t had the chance to ask her what she wants.”

“I’ll let Noah tell her, otherwise he’ll give me the silent treatment for seeing Alice without him. Whenever plans are made, if any, we will be there. If not, we could do a small thing at the bookstore. Just as a backup plan.”

[michael-grant]

courtney-worth:

Courtney laughed, raising a hand to the side of her face. “Do you think they will at least nap during nap time?” 

“You might have to put Noah and Alice on opposite sides of the room, those two can and will talk for hours.”

[michael-grant]

isabelle-grant:

Isabelle rubbed her temple, feeling exhausted seep through her body as she leaned against the bench, staring out at the park, letting her legs stretch out in front of her. “If you’re trying to scare me, try again in the next two hours where I feel like a sleep deprived person.”

“One, you already look like a sleep deprived person. Two, Noah has an early birthday gift for you back in the cabin, he didn’t want to wait.”

[michael-grant]

courtney-worth:

“Now, as an educator, I should not be saying this. I repeat should not, but I am so glad it’s summer? Happier than my kindergarteners, I swear.” 

“Teach of the Year saying she’s happy to be on break? Preposterous. You just wait till Noah, Alice, and Katerina are in your class.”

[michael-grant]

miss-lindsay-campbell:

“What? That is so exciting!” Lindsay smiled happily. “I have a bunch of golf stuff my dad gave me when I was young, I just never got into it. Maybe Alice could use it. She will obviously want to pick up golf once she finds out Noah is doing it.”

“Despite what most say, golf is the best. If she wants to learn, I’d be happy to teach her. Any plans for her birthday this year?”

[michael-grant]

c-arterbennett:

“Ah—I wish you would’a told me that, bud. Just bought mini-you some mini-clubs last week. Has this cute as heck monkey on the side of the bag and everything—Man, I thought I was being so smart gettin’ ready for his birthday and all. I mean, I was ready to steal the show for christ’s sake—Oh, man. Alright. How’s he likin’ ‘em, anyhow? Beat your cruddy score yet?”

“Well. . . maybe Alice or Chance or one of the other kids will be up for golf? And you’ll steal their show. Also, you’re getting ready for his birthday? Now? I have no idea what to get him since he pretty much got his gift last week. Hey, he’s learning from the best, though I’m not entirely sure how into it he is. Likes to throw his clubs more than just swing ‘em.”

[michael-grant]

“Noah got his first set of golf clubs the other day; I was going to wait until his birthday but couldn’t help myself.”

[michael-grant]

itsdavid-russell:

“The point of a wing man is for both of us to get hooked up, not just one. Plus I heard marriage makes the person boring so I’m afraid I have to drop you.” David grinned ear to ear, nudging his friend, “I hope my future girlfriend would be that generous.”

“I’ll be your wingman, problem solved. Hey, you’d be dropping Isabelle too and that would leave you short two best friends and a wingman. You would truly be lost. I’m sure whoever you date will be fine with your antics, if not then they’re missing out.”

[michael-grant]

themarissagold:

“I actually don’t. I have a few lovers here and there.”

“The father of your child, who else would I be talking about?”

[isabelle-grant]

A Few Honest Words ;

[michael-grant]

isabelle-grant:

Isabelle chuckled quietly, playfully wiggling her fingers at him that now held the ring. Turning toward the officiant who repeated the vows as she grabbed Michael’s ring from Sophie, her maid of honor, she mouthed a ‘thank you’ to the blonde before facing her soon to be husband. “I, Isabelle, give you this ring as a symbol of my love. As I place it onto your finger, I commit the whole of my heart and soul to you. I promise to cherish you for the rest of my days. I give you all that I am, and accept all that you are.“ Isabelle said, holding his left hand in her right and slowly slipping the ring onto his finger. Everything seemed to go silent as she realize that this was it, she was going to become Isabelle Grant, and she couldn’t be any more happier than today. Isabelle stared at both of their hands that now held the wedding band for both of their commitment. 

Hearing the officiant carry on, all she could catch was “I now present you, Mr. and Mrs. Grant. You may kiss the bride.” Once those words escaped, she stepped forward wrapping her arms around Michael’s shoulders. Her lips pressing against his, a sigh of relief escapes as soon as she realized they finally made it to this day.

Michael’s smile spread ear-to-ear at the vows, and he mimicked her finger wiggling once the ring was set. He had zoned out on the officiant again, too busy focusing on Isabelle and thinking about the possibility of things changing between them. Catching only his - their - last name, Mike looked to the officiant for restatement only to have Isabelle kiss him. It took a moment but realization finally struck him that this was it and he finally responded, his hands cupping her cheeks. Even though it felt like the ceremony took a while to get through, it  had gone by in a blink and was over with the officiant’s last words: “For the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Michael and Isabelle Grant.” Mike let go of Isabelle to turn and pick up Noah, situating him on his hip while adding his name after theirs. “We did it,” he stated, holding his hand out for Isabelle to walk back down the aisle, officially wed.