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I’d agreed, of course.
Weddings before pickleball.
I was reasonable, especially when it came to love.
And it would only be covered for a few days, so I could live with that.
So, they’d walked the property, taking photos and talking about potential ideas for where to set things up. And we’d all given suggestions, as well.
Everyone had just left, and Maddox and I were settling on the couch to watch a movie.
“You were really sweet with Gracie today,” I said as I leaned against him. “I think you’d be a great dad someday.”
We’d talked about it—marriage and kids—often, and it was something we both wanted, but we weren’t in a hurry to grow our family just yet. I was just finding my way in my new career and enjoying my life with this man beside me.
“I never thought that would be something I’d want, but you’ve changed my outlook on a lot of things.” He kissed my forehead. “My fear is that they won’t all be like her, you know? I mean, Gracie is the best. I’d have a dozen kids if I knew they were going to turn out like her. But if we get a little shit like Wyle? Then we’re completely fucked.”
I laughed hysterically, and he smiled as he watched me. He loved his brother, but they also loved to give one another a hard time. “I think we’ll be fine with whatever we get.”
“Yeah. I hope we have lots of little girls that look just like you and have all your goodness. It’ll make the world a better place to have more Georgia—” He paused. “You will be taking my last name. You know that, right?”
“You don’t want to be a Reynolds?” I teased.
“I already feel like one. Your family has a way of seeping in. Answer the question, Tink.”
“When you askthe question, I will be happy to take your name… I mean, pending I say yes,” I said over more laughter.
He rolled his eyes. “Well, I can assure you I won’t be asking at any fucking ice-skating rink. But I’ll come up with something special when that day comes.”
“Maybe we could take a drive on Scooty, and you could ask me as our hair is blowing in the breeze and we’re cruising down Main Street. We could get some mac and cheese after and get sexually harassed by Mrs. Runither.”
“Not a fucking chance. I’m going to dazzle the fuck out of you.”
“You already do every day,” I said, because it was the truth.
I’d never known life could be this good. I’d always been a happy person with a positive outlook. But I couldn’t have dreamed up all that had happened over the last few months.
Where I’d started.
Where I was now.
Who I was with, and how happy he made me.
And I was a girl who believed in fairy tales wholeheartedly.
But this one—this one was my favorite.
My phone vibrated on the coffee table, and I leaned forward and saw that it was Brinkley. I answered and put her on speakerphone.
“Hey, how did the press conference go?”
“Not freaking good,” she said, and her voice cracked on the last word, causing me to shoot forward, my back ramrod straight. Brinkley rarely got upset, and when she did, it was usually for a good reason.
“What happened?”
“Lincoln freaking Hendrix happened.” She sniffed.
“What did he do?”
