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“You look beautiful, Candy Cade.” He gets up, holding Glory like she’s attached to him. She might as well be, and I love it. “We’re all lucky to have you.” He pulls my hand, leading me out of the kitchen. “Come on. I got a little something for you today.”
“I’m not the one getting married. Silas gets all the gifts.”
Why is he guiding us to our bedroom? It’s not like we can fuck with Glory awake. Babies are precious sex-life stealers.
“Oh, we gave Silas a gift, alright.” Redix talks over his shoulder. “His bachelor party was epic.”
“Any party at that sex club is epic.”
My stomach suddenly flitters with butterflies remembering it and all we did. Damn, Silas needs to get married again or something because we all enjoyed that night… and then some.
And who Silas is marrying? I never would’ve guessed it, but they’re perfect when I see them together. The love in his eyes, I think it equally surprises him, and that’s what’s going to make today so special. I better pack some tissues in my clutch.
“Well, this”—Redix opens the top drawer of his dresser—“is just between us.”
He hands me a box wrapped in white paper with a purple ribbon. I know this will mess up my makeup because his gifts are epic. And they always melt my heart.
“What did you get? I’m running out of fingers for tattoos and rings.”
We tattooed matching infinity symbols on our wedding fingers. I thought that was beautiful and sacred, but then Redix gave me a rare violet diamond wedding ring that can’t be topped.
“Please just sit on the bed and open it, Detective.” He and Glory sit beside me. “Not every conversation has to be an interrogation.”
“That’s not who you married.”
I laugh because this tiger has changed her stripes enough. Me not asking questions? That’s not happening.
But it silences me when I pull the purple ribbon off and rip the paper to open the box. There are no questions, only sweet tears. For a moment, I can’t believe my eyes, my breath stolen by the shock of it, too.
“Where did you find this?”
Redix kisses my cheek, strands of his long hair tickling it, too. “When we were cleaning out some of Mama G’s stuff. I had it stitched back up.”
It’s my red Hello Kitty purse. The one I wore the day I met Redix. The day our dream began. The one that hid my stash of candy that I shared with him.
Along with my heart.
His lips return to my cheek—the one with tears spilling down it.
“Maybe Glory can use it one day,” he says, and I love that idea. My mama gave me this purse. “Look inside.”
My hands are shaking. Why this is hitting me so hard, in the sweetest way, I know.
It’s because Redix never stops loving me. He always tries to make me smile. It’s because I cherish the day we met and every one since, even the darkest ones, because now we appreciate the light we share even more.
Or maybe it’s because my mama gave me this purse, and though she’d go on about me brushing my teeth and not getting cavities, my dad would sneak me candy to hide in it. Yep. Rule maker and rule breaker; they were the perfect pair.
“Maybe Glory will wear this purse and meet her best friend, too,” I say, turning to Redix because it’s impossible for me to love him more, but I know ten years down the road, I will. And forty years from now?
Well, I know how big my heart can grow.
It already loves him, our daughter, our families, and our friends. And one incredible man who’s about to marry an incredible person.
Love is beautiful that way.
If you let it, it won’t stop growing.
“There’s more.” Redix pats Glory’s tiny head resting on his chest while his big smile lights up my world.
