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He’s linked some cells from this sheet to other sheets he created, detailing his suggestions for where to get married, how to get married, when to get married, who to have in our bridal party, and who to invite.Then, there’s a sheet of honeymoon destination ideas, and a sheet for suggestions of where we could live after we get married.I laugh as I read his highlighted note telling meyou still need to make me a spreadsheet of all the cities with acceptable weather.
“And you let people think you have no organizational skills,” I say while trying to calm my heart.
“I don’t.Except when it comes to you.”
I place the laptop on the low table in front of us and turn to face him, my legs either side of him on the couch.“You make some good points as to why we should stay single.”
His lips twitch.“What?Less stuff to move if you decide to move house?”
“It’s a valid point.As is the fact that you don’t have to buy twice as much when you buy something yummy.”
He searches my eyes and I know by the intense look in his that he’s impatient for my answer.“Ace, tell me you’ll marry me.All the reasons to stay single are bullshit.I had to google to even come up with one of those reasons.I don’t want to be single anymore.I want to be your husband and spend every day of the rest of my life showing you all those ways I would love you.”
As I stare into the eyes of the man I’ve loved since he was a boy, I know I will do anything to have him love me forever.“Yes, Callan, I will marry you.”I kiss him.“I will love you and cherish you forever, and if you’re lucky, I will even let you be the boss of me sometimes.”
EPILOGUE
CALLAN
One Month Later
“Callan!What are you doing?”Olivia says as I slip into the room of the church where she and the bridesmaids are getting ready for our wedding.“It’s bad luck for you to see me before the wedding!”
Fuck.
I come to a complete stop as I take in her dress.“You’re wearing red?”
She puts her hands to her stomach.“Yes.Do you like it?”
Olivia doesn’t need my approval for fucking anything but still, I know it makes her happy when I like something she chooses.“I fucking love it.”I run my eyes down her body over the fabric that hugs the fuck out of her curves until it reaches her legs where it turns into ruffles that trail down to the floor.When I find her eyes again, I say, “You look beautiful.”
The room we’re in is tiny.And noisy.Two makeup artists and two hairdressers are working on Blair, Sasha, and our mothers.Everyone is talking at once but my mother is the loudest.When she launches into a story about something dumb I did as a child, I shake my head and give all my attention back to my fiancée.
“Why are you here?”she asks.
“We’ve got a small problem.”
The fact that no panic flares on her face is testament to how well her therapy is going.“What’s happened?”
“Ethan’s not here yet.”
“He’s coming.He promised both of us he’d be here.”
“I know, and I believe he’ll show, but we can’t get married until he arrives…and well, we’re ten minutes out and I’m not sure he’ll be on time.”
“Why can’t we get married until he arrives?I mean, I know you really want him here, but if we don’t get married in ten minutes, we can’t get this church again for over a year.”Her eyes cut to our mothers.“And we promised we’d get married in this church.”
We did.
It’s the only concession we made for our mothers who were both horrified when we told them we were getting married so soon after I proposed.They put forth all their reasons why we should take our time and plan a proper wedding.Fuck knows what the difference between the wedding we’ve planned and a proper wedding is, but to stop the headache they were causing us, we told them we’d get married in this church.The one they both got married in.
I don’t care about the promise to our mothers.My problem with Ethan not being here yet has more to do with the rings.
“Ethan has the rings,” I say.
Liv frowns.“What?How?”
Her confusion is warranted.Ethan is my best man, but since he wasn’t flying in until this morning, Gage was in charge of the rings.
