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I turn around and spot Tennyson standing behind me in the hallway on the way to the movie theater. “I was thinking about watching a movie.” I wasn’t, but he doesn’t need to know I was traipsing around the halls feeling sorry for myself.
“Want to fly a kite instead?”
I smile as an idea hits me. “Actually I have something so much better.”
Twenty minutes later, Tennyson and I are in the courtyard, two drones flying side-by-side. I show him how to land the drone, and then take back off again.
“You’re good with him,” Ronin tells me, coming up to stand beside us.
I fly my drone out of the way of Tennyson’s miniature helicopter. “He makes it easy to love him.” I smile over at my brother.
Never, in a million years did I ever think I wanted children. Not until this little guy came into my life did I think it was a possibility. Hell, I never even thought I’d ever want to be married, but I do. With every beat of my heart, I want to marry Clementine Bright.
“I can’t believe this is all finally over,” Ronin says, stepping up to help Tennyson keep his drone in the air. “I never thought it would be.”
“So, what are your plans now?” I ask Ronin.
He smiles. “I plan on being around more. And,” he rubs the back of his neck, “I’d love to help out at your company more.”
I nod. “I’d like that too.”
“I’m sorry for everything over the years. Losing Savannah was the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. I guess I didn’t handle it well.”
I pat his shoulder, after I land my drone. “It’s ok. I hope I never have to go through that.” I couldn’t imagine losing Clementine. I shudder at the memory of the pain that I suffered when Bishop took her.
“Want to fly drones with us?” I ask my brother.
His grin lights up his face. “Yes, I do.”
The three of us spend the afternoon flying drones, and once Tennyson has had enough, we head inside.
“I want to do something for Clementine,” I tell Ronin. “She’s been through a lot.”
“Maybe we can all get away. We could all use the break.”
“Actually, I have a different idea.”
Chapter 44
Clementine
Here comes the bride, all dressed in the dress she really wanted. Sugary sand cushions my feet as I walk barefoot toward my soon-to-be-husband. One doesn’t need thousand dollar heels when you’re on a beach in St. Thomas with a million dollar sunset painting the sky.
Tennyson holds my hand, walking me down the path to Gabriel. There isn’t hundreds of guests I don’t know, or care about, just the people that matter most.
I’ve got everything covered:
Something old—the panties Gabriel gave me on the night of our engagement party.
Something new—a Brazilian wax for when he removes said panties.
Something borrowed—the heart locket necklace of my sister’s that holds a photo of Tennyson.
Something blue—the lace garter belt, of course.
Savannah and Erin, standing to the left of Gabriel, who is flanked by Ronin and Dean, beam at me as I walk closer.
It’s a picture-perfect scene: a gentle breeze, music lilting in the background, and the jeweled ocean crashing in the background.
