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I looked at him, questioning.
“I have to fire my manager,” he said, glancing up at Tyler still talking to Sidney Clare. “I don’t appreciate being ambushed.”
“I won’t argue. He’s never liked me. But I think he was just trying to protect you,” I offered.
“No.” Dale shook his head. “My father was trying to protect me. My manager was trying to protect his investment.”
“Can you blame him?” I smiled, putting my arms around his neck. “You’re worth it.”
“I’m done keeping secrets.” Dale touched his forehead to mine. “I’m done with lies.”
“Me too.”
“You pick the date. I don’t care if it’s on camera in front of a zillion people or at the highest mountain at the edge of the world. You name the time and the place and I’ll be there. I’m going to marry you.”
“You promise?” I could see the shine of my ring under the lights.
“I promise.” His words flooded me with warmth.
“You know what that will make me?”
He smirked. “Mrs. Sara Diamond.”
“The luckiest girl in the world.”
EPILOGUE
“Sara?” Aimee snapped her fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Sara!”
“What?” I startled. “I’m right here.”
“He’ll be here,” she insisted, coming up behind me and adjusting the veil that had been adjusted a hundred times today.
“I know.” I looked at myself in the free-standing full-length mirror that had been set up. Dale hadn’t seen the dress—I had to hold onto some traditions. But we were definitely not throwing bouquets or garters.
“He’s here!” Wendy burst into the room, followed by Carrie. “They flew him in on a helicopter!”
I smiled, looking at all three of them. “Remember when we did this at your wedding, Aimee?”
“It was the perfect wedding.” She sighed. “Until a bunch of screaming teenagers crashed in to see your boyfriend.”
“I’m still sorry about that.” I winced.
“It will make a great story to tell the grandkids,” she said.
“I think Dharma has a little while to wait before she’s ready to give you grandkids,” I said with a laugh. As if on cue, Mrs. Wells came in, bouncing a baby on her hip.
“She’s hungry, little Mama and I don’t have the equipment.”
Aimee laughed. “Hand her over. I have a minute to nurse her.”
I’d been so touched when Aimee said they wanted to name her Dharma. It meant some little part of her lived on. I didn’t believe in fate or superstition, but Aimee’s Dharma reminded me of my own in ways I couldn’t even explain.
“I’m loving this one wedding a year thing,” Wendy said, smoothing down the deep velvet purple of her dress. “I get these dresses hemmed and they’re perfect for a night on the town!”
“Yes, because we have so many of those,” Carrie said with a smirk.
“We would, if you weren’t such a homebody.” Wendy poked her.
