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We’d drawn the attention of the other ferry passengers nearby, and a cheer went up as I slid the ring on her finger.
The next few days were the best days of my life. I knew there would be more of the best days of my life ahead, but I needed this time with Quinn. I had her all to myself. We kept up with our old game of tracking whatever wildlife we saw.
I told Quinn I’d been afraid she had gone to Seattle for IVF treatment. She’d laughed and told me that every time she tried to look at the profiles, all she could think about was me. We decided together we would see what happened the old-fashioned way.
“Are you in a hurry?” I asked on our last night on the ferry.
It was our third night of sleeping in a single bunk together. We kept ourselves busy not sleeping because sleeping comfortably with two people in those narrow bunks was hard.
She wrinkled her nose as she looked up at me. “Well, I am almost thirty. So no, but yes.”
I leaned my head against the wall inside the bunk. “What does ‘no but yes’ mean?”
“Well, now that we’re together officially, I know I have time to try to get pregnant. I’m not by myself in this. But there could be issues. I’ve never tried to get pregnant, so we won’t know how it goes until we try.”
“We’re trying now then, and we’ll see what happens.”
A part of me was shocked at how easily I had accepted this. Maybe it just had to be Quinn. With her, it was easy. I couldn’t imagine a stronger foundation for a lifetime. Oh, I wasn’t stupid. In my own life, I’d already experienced enough hurdles and painful experiences that I knew love wasn’t all we would need to get through this. I had faith that we could do it together.
Quinn’s eyes coasted over my face, a smile teasing the corners of her mouth. “Okay, no but yes, and we’ll get started on that right away.”
She was laughing when I kissed her.
“Thank you,” I said while the ferry docked in Fireweed Harbor.
She leaned back to look up at me. “For what?”
“Letting me be the one.”
EPILOGUE
McKenna Cannon
I hurried onto the ferry, coming to an abrupt stop as I glanced around. “There won’t be enough room,” I muttered to myself.
I walked briskly across the deck into the hallway leading to the ferry dining area. Because there was no way to have a private ferry ride, and Kenan and Quinn were bound and determined to have their wedding on the regular ferry route, the planning challenges had been epic.
I was trying to accept that I couldn’t control everything for this wedding. It wasn’t even my wedding. I walked around the space, eyeing everything beyond my control. They had allowed me to decorate, sparsely, in my opinion.
We were limited with how many guests, and all of them had to be ferry passengers. Fortunately, anyone who was a friend of Kenan and Quinn’s would enjoy a ferry ride.
With some arm-twisting, I got permission to use the kitchen for the event. With two world-class chefs as guests, I couldn’t stomach, no pun intended, having a cafeteria-style reception. We had a table set up in the center of the dining area. Fiona and David had planned the menu to be easy to prepare and ready as soon as the ceremony was over.
With one last glance around and a check on the status of the food, I raced out of there. Kenan had stayed with Adam last night. Although Quinn insisted she wasn’t superstitious, she also said she couldn’t spend the night with him the night before the wedding.
As luck would have it, the ferry had needed a maintenance check in Fireweed Harbor. That gave me time to make it all work. I had done some pleading and donated money from Fireweed Industries to the ferry system to make this happen.
The weather was gorgeous. It was summer and warm and pretty. Considering how fickle weather could be, no matter where you were, that stroke of luck relieved me. I hurried down the hallway to check on Quinn. Adam had already texted me to assure me that he would get Kenan here on time. Adam was nothing if not punctual for everything, so I knew he would be on time.
I knocked lightly on the door to the cabin where Quinn was getting ready. Her mother opened the door with a smile. “We’re almost ready.”
I slipped into the tiny entrance area of the cabin. Quinn looked beautiful.
Pressing my palm to my chest, I blinked back tears. “Quinn! You look amazing. That dress is perfect.”
Quinn, definitely more practical than me and not as prone to displays of emotion, turned to face me. “McKenna, you were with me when I tried this dress on. You’ve already seen it,” she pointed out, her smile warm.
“I know, but it’s your wedding day.”
