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I rub my thumb over her ring.

“This time, I’m marrying you because I need you.”

Her eyes fill immediately and a tear slips down her cheek.

“Lila.”

“What?”

“Don’t cry.”

She laughs through it. “I’m allowed to cry at my wedding.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because now I have to punch everyone who saw it.”

The room erupts. She laughs harder and wipes her cheek. “You’re an idiot.”

“Your idiot.”

“Unfortunately.”

“Forever.”

That shuts her up.

I like that word.

Forever.

A hell of a lot better than one year.

The officiant tells me I can kiss my wife. Finally, something useful. I pull Lila against me.

“Try to keep it respectable,” she whispers.

“No.”

Then I kiss her in front of everyone.

Wyatt whistles.

Ellie cheers.

Hank says something about grandchildren.

Lila laughs against my mouth.

I consider throwing all of them out.

Instead, I kiss my wife again.

Three hours later, I finally get her alone.

“Where are we going?”