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She leans down, her eyes locked on mine.
“Of course,” she says, just like she always has. My dependable, steady Lindy.
I slip the ring back on her finger where it belongs.
I stand, taking her into my arms and kiss her. Our passionate kiss leads us to the table, where we recreate that night from so many weeks ago, making love out here on the open-air rooftop. Only this time, we’re truly making love. As I enter her soft, sweet pussy, I murmur into her ear, “I love you so very much, beautiful.”
She pulls away, cupping my face in her hands to meet my eye. “I love you too, Damian. So much.”
I hold her close, finishing what we started. Growing closer to her every moment. So relieved that our future is now known.
She’s the foundation of my life.
My whole world will now be built upon her.
october 16th
Three months after Lindy accepts Damian’s proposal
thirty-two
Lindy
Staring down at him as he rested on one knee, holding up that ring that I fell in love with just before I fell in love with him…
The only word teasing my brain, burning in my heart, resting on my tongue was a resounding—
Yes.
I’ve wanted to marry this man for longer than I care to admit. Insta-love, whirlwind romance, call it what you will, but I was infatuated after only weeks of knowing him.
It all sounds so irresponsible.
And I don’t care.
I’ve always done the right thing, the good thing, the thing I needed to do to propel myself forward in life. Now I’m going to do the thing I want to do.
I’m going to marry this man.
Marrying Damian Bachman isn’t like marrying a normal person, is it? There’s a weight, a responsibility that comes with becoming a Bachman. I know with my “yes” I’m not just accepting him…
I’m taking on an entire family.
Family is something I’ve craved my entire life. Now, I’ll be a part of the most loyal one in the world. Which means I’ll be expected to make changes, to commit to a way of life, to be loyal too.
Before our real engagement, they kept me at arm’s length and for good reason. I was a spy, after all, attempting to spill all their time-honored traditions and secrets. Looking back on my eagerness to penetrate their walls, I feel shame for wanting to deceive Damian, especially after what he’s been through.
And silly for thinking we could pull it off in the first place.
Now that everyone knows Damian and I are official, the Beauties, what they call the women in this family, have accepted me with open arms. Sasha came back into town and as Damian’s self-proclaimed “aunt,” she’s throwing me a girls-only bridal shower.
Sasha and Paige, the two Beauties I’ve spent the most time with, link arms with me, sandwiching me between them as we make our way to the Village’s three-story brick building they use for events and celebrations.
The night air is chilly, but we wear no coats, our dresses too beautiful to cover up, sacrificing in the name of fashion. The two women ping-pong back and forth as we click our way down the sidewalk to the party.
Paige says, “You’re going to die when you see the rooftop bar.”
“It’s been completely transformed,” Sasha agrees.
