Page 847 of End Game

His eyes flick briefly toward us.

“It isn’t protecting somebody so hard they never get to make their own choices. It isn’t making yourself responsible for every bad thing that could happen, and it sure as hell isn’t being the only person somebody needs.”

Ronan lowers his eyes.

Dex takes a shaky breath.

Griffin looks back at Cami.

“You taught me that I can be part of someone’s safety without trying to build the whole shelter myself. You taught me that loving you means loving the whole truth of your life, not only the pieces with my name on them.”

His voice catches.

He stops and breathes before reaching up to wipe a tear from Cami’s cheek.

“I’d marry you for health insurance again tomorrow.”

Cami laughs through her tears. “So romantic.”

“I know.”

Griffin smiles.

“But I’m grateful that today isn’t because you need something I can give you. Today I get to stand here and marry you because I love you. Because you’re my best friend. Because you make my life louder and stranger and better.”

His voice catches again.

This time it takes him longer.

“I promise to keep choosing you without trying to own the choice. I promise to tell you when I’m scared instead of pretending I’m angry. I promise to trust the people you trust.”

His eyes move toward us again.

This time they stay there.

Ronan’s shoulders go rigid.

Dex presses his lips together.

I can’t fucking breathe.

“And I promise that if you ever need me to marry you a third time, we’re doing it somewhere with an open bar.”

Cami laughs.

The room does too.

He smiles at her.

“I love you, Cami.”

Her answer comes instantly.

“I love you too.”

Then it’s her turn.

She doesn’t have paper.