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There was so much talking that the hour flight to Vegas went by in a blink. She tried to get the details of the mysterious Vegas trip out of her two best friends, but they were determined to hear her story first.

There were far too many people on the plane with them to get the full story out, but she did catch up her girls. By the time they got to the chapel, the entire band and her family had a plan for what she should do.

All she wanted was to see Michael at the end of that aisle waiting for her.

It was positively unreasonable to believe that Michael would make it by one o’clock in the morning. All their rushing only resulted in her being at least two hours early for her own wedding. Axl fell asleep in one of the wingback chairs and she was threatened at least four times to stop pacing.

Supposedly, she was making people nervous.

Shocking revelation. Guess what? She was nervous. She pulled her phone out again. Twelve-fifty-nine.

Disappointment coursed through her bloodstream as the dial flipped over to one in the morning. Her cell rang in her hand.

She was afraid to answer it. There was no way she could get a Dear Jane phone call while she was wearing her wedding dress. Just no way.

It stopped, then started ringing again immediately.

“Big girl panties,” she muttered. “Hello?”

“Red?” He sounded like he was in a wind tunnel.

Her eyes blurred. “Michael?”

“Out—” The connection cut in and out. “Outside.”

She plugged her other ear to hear him. “Outside?”

“Axl—come outside.”

Right now, she wasn’t going to question anything. She went over to Axl and scooped him up.

He rubbed his eye with his fist. “Mama?”

“We’re going outside.”

He gave a great sigh and collapsed against her shoulder. She moved down the aisle and out the front door. The whomp-whomp of helicopter blades made her heart race. “Michael?”

“It’s me. I’m coming, Red. Don’t you leave. I’m coming.”

She pointed up at the helicopter. “Look, Axl. It’s Michael.” She hugged him closer.

“Chopter.”

She gave a watery laugh. “Yeah, chopter.” This time she didn’t even care if she said the wrong thing. It was so very much a chopter.

She rushed back inside. “He’s here.” She dashed away tears. “I’m pretty sure he just landed on the roof of Mandalay Bay.”

Chaos erupted as plans were finalized and the license had to be verified. Of course they couldn’t do that until Michael arrived with the license in his wallet.

When a door slammed in the distance, her heart stalled. Everyone stood up as feet thundered down the hallway. Malachi came through the door first. All shoulders, bald head, and growly disposition. Heading up the back was Michael.

He wore a black blazer over a white shirt and jeans. And he was the single most beautiful man in the room.

She stalled in the aisle, her heart galloping. “Way to make an impression, pal.”

“Go big, or go home.”

She rushed down the aisle and into his arms. She dragged him down to her mouth. “I was so afraid you weren’t going to come.”

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