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“Sore.” She smiled at him. “But I’m feeling much better now that you’re here. I love you so much. I have to tell you about the dream I had.”
“Dream?”
She nodded and told him the details. “She was coming at me with a sword and I just knew I had to fight for my life,” Taking his hand, she placed it on her stomach. “My baby’s life.
Our baby’s life. I told her I waited all my life for you and there was no way she was going to take it away.” Her fingers twined with his. “I want us to get married as soon as I get out of here.”
His eyes darkened. “What do you mean?”
“To hell with the big wedding. I want to marry you now.”
Chapter 16
"I’ve been thoroughly checked out by the doctors including my OB. I’m good to go. I need to do this, Mom and we’re determined to. I almost died and when that happens, it brings things into perspective."
"I know what you mean." Michelle reached for Sydney’s hand. "We have our own announcement to make. Syd and I are getting married. I’ve decided to put this wonderful man out of his misery." Her smile was broad, golden-brown eyes twinkling. "But we’re going to wait until you two have gone through your own ceremony."
"Oh, Mom! That’s great.” Easing off the sofa, she went to wrap her arms around the two of them. She’d spent a week in the hospital and her bruises had faded considerably. She was almost as good as new.
The press had been hounding them for a story and confirmation, but Brady had instructed their PR department to deal with it. Now, she was back inside the apartment she called home. “It’s about time.”
“You’re right." Michelle gave her a kiss. "We’re going to get out of your hair now and try and get ready for Saturday. The wedding planner is going to be floored, but we’ll keep her sweet by having her plan the ceremony, a small intimate one at either my home or yours, darling." She murmured, looking at Sydney.
“We’ll make that decision." He smiled at his son and soon to be daughter-in-law. "I’ve also decided to sell the house." He told Brady. "Too many unhappy memories and I’m sure you don’t want it."
"I don't." Brady automatically reached out to pull Macayla to his side. Ever since the accident, he kept her close to him. He spent most of the time in the hospital, reluctantly leaving for meetings he couldn’t do over the phone, but he refused to go home without her.
When she’d been discharged yesterday afternoon, he’d taken the time off and decided to make it a few days so he could spend it with her. He’d almost lost her and the fear and horror of that was still fresh inside his mind.
"Good. I’ll have the realtor put it on the market immediately." Turning his head, he smiled at the woman next to him. “I’m going to be moving in with this beautiful woman. Darling, I’m going to enjoy being a kept man."
"As if you could ever be." Michelle snorted. "Okay, darlings, we’ll leave you alone and be on our way."
They saw them to the door and went back into the living room.
"Are you sure?" Brady settled on the sofa and pulled her gently onto his lap.
"About the small wedding." Wrapping her hands around his neck, she stared at his beloved face. "I thought I was going to die. Yes, I’m sure about the small wedding. We’ll go to the courthouse and have the ceremony and come back here for supper. You, me, Mom, and your Dad, and of course Todd. I just want to be your wife.”
She tilted her head to look at him, golden-brown eyes twinkling. “It’s amazing the changes I’ve been through over the last few months. I always envisioned myself as being this independent soul, never really needing anyone.
Then Mom and your Dad asked this - what at the time seemed like a hell of a huge favor, and after you made love to me at the cabin, things started changing. I didn’t want to acknowledge the change or identify it, but there it was."
She cupped his face gently. "It started slowly for me and then gathered momentum, until I was caught up in such a frenzy, I couldn’t stop it. You’ve changed things around for me, Brady, and yes, I want to marry you, I want a family with you.
I want to be your wife in every way possible. I want to wake up next to you every morning and go to sleep in your arms."
She had to swallow the lump in her throat. "I want to do things with you, go on dates. Travel the world again. Raise our son - God! we’re having a son! I thought my writing was the most important thing in my life, but I was so wrong.
It doesn’t matter if I never have another creative thought. As long as you’re in my life, then that’s more than enough, and here I am crying again."
"Hormones?" He teased her shakily. Her words made it difficult for him to keep his own tears at bay. He was consumed by her and had been for so long it was now a part of him. "I adore you." He told her thickly. "When I heard you’d been hurt, I was destroyed. I saw you lying in that hospital bed and wanted to die.
I couldn’t lose you. I’d waited a lifetime for you and losing you wasn’t an option for me. I couldn’t survive losing you." He kissed the tears on her cheeks. "You’re the beginning and end for me. The hope that kept me moving all these years."
He kissed the slight bruise on her cheek and moved to the mark on the side of her mouth that hadn’t quite faded.
There were more bruises on her chest and beautiful breasts and he was surprised she hadn’t sustained even more. It was a miracle he was going to give thanks for every single day, one he wasn’t. "My only love." He whispered hoarsely.
