Page 82 of AJ’s Fire

Everyone took a seat, Jackson flopping down on a love seat, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes. I stood by the fireplace.

Jackson opened his eyes and saw me. “Oh!” he said and jumped up. “We’re really doing this?”

My sister Hilary watched Jackson join me and take my hand. “Oh God, are we planning another wedding, you two? It’s my first year at the firm; I don’t know how much more time I can take off.”

I looked down at Jackson's hand in mine, holding them up to cup in my other hand. “We’re not planning a wedding, Hilary. We’ve already eloped.”

“You’re married!” Nat shouted. I had never seen her lose her cool like that.

I looked at my husband. “We’re married.”

A flash went off. “Don’t, Hunter! We don’t want to ruin Jamie and Devon’s big day!”

“Look around, bro. Day’s over. Even if I text the family group chat, you know Devon and Jamie won’t be looking at their phones tonight.” Hunter raised his eyebrows before he began tapping out a message.

A few seconds later, an image of two very happy, very sweaty, very exhausted looking firefighters showed up in our family group chat.

Hunter: This day in Marchetti-Gordon history, both Gordon boys are married.

The End