Page 56 of Finding His Fire


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Ford’s deep intake of breath could be heard throughout the quiet church. He stepped down from the altar meeting his son halfway, and when they embraced, not a dry eye could be found in the house. Through her watery gaze, she gingerly stepped from the altar and joined her man and her soon-to-be stepson, and before Ford could introduce them in person, Falcon swooped down and picked her up, holding her to him. She could feel his heartbeat, his excitement; she could feel his shaking hands, and her heart went out to him.

When he set her down, Ford clapped him on the shoulder, “Come and stand with us while we say our vows, son.”

Falcon’s dark eyes sought hers. “Are you sure?”

She smiled. “Absolutely, Falcon. Please join us.”

He nodded and swallowed, apparently overcome with emotion. He held his hand out to them to proceed before him, and they made their way back to the altar to become man and wife—their entire family there to witness it.

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Dancing to their wedding song at the reception, he whispered in her ear, “So, let’s talk about this dress.”

Pulling back to look into his eyes, her brows furrowed, “What about it?”

He chuckled and pulled her into his chest once more. “You are without a doubt the most beautiful bride ever.”

As he spun her around the dance floor, she couldn’t help but laugh. Mission accomplished.

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