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I smile and take her hand.
“Miles, please place the ring on Amelia’s finger as you say, ‘With this ring, I take you to be my wife.’”
I gently push the engagement ring and matching wedding band onto her finger. “With this ring, I take you to be my wife. Forever.” I wink at her and the minister smiles.
He finishes by saying something else about love, and then finally, he says the words I’ve been waiting for. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. Miles, you may kiss your bride.”
Stepping closer, I slide my hand up the side of her neck until my fingers are tangled in her soft curls. “I fucking love this dress,” I whisper.
“Kiss me, husband,” she whispers back.
And then I do, dipping her back as I kiss her deeply in front of all our family and friends, showing off my overwhelming love for my wife. When I pull her upright, I wrap my hand around her waist, not so subtly letting my hand drop to her ass, then I turn slightly and scoop Emmie into my arms. We walk down the aisle together, overflowing with love and happiness.
At the end, I pause, wrapping Amelia in my arms again, Emmie sandwiched between us and happily batting our faces as she giggles. I brush a soft kiss over Amelia’s lips. This is it, my perfect moment, the official start of the rest of my life with the girls who have changed me forever.
Chapter eighteen
Profound Love
Mackenzie
That was a sweet and adorable wedding. At least until the kiss when Miles put on a full PDA display.
Following Dani, I make my way to the end of the aisle, then walk over and hug Miles and Amelia. Seeing the joy on their faces today is one of the best things ever. It wasn’t that long ago that Miles was crying in my lap, terrified about becoming a dad and worrying Amelia wouldn’t let him in.
Now they’re married with a gorgeous baby girl. Maybe life leads us exactly where we’re supposed to be.
I glance back at the rows of people, now slowly emptying, and I look around. I haven’t seen Hyla yet. Since I was with the guys, we stayed apart. This is supposed to be a date. An official maybe we might actually get back together date.
Or maybe I’m reading way too much into it.
Either way, it is a date, and I want to do it right.
Spying the chunky row of wildflowers dividing the sunflowers from the road, I go over to them and spend a few minutes picking out a little bouquet. Once I’ve evened it out and arranged it nicely, I run into the barn and find one of the strands of ribbon we used to decorate tucked away in a storage closet, and tie some around the bouquet.
Not exactly five-star florist material, but it’s wild like her. My wild thing.
After a deep breath, I make my way back outside. My eyes land on Hyla immediately. She’s wearing a flowy peach summer dress that falls at her mid-calf. She’s chatting with Amanda and a few other people, but her gaze drifts to me, and she smiles that bright, wild Hyla smile.
I love that smile.
She says something else to the group, then sways over to me.
I hold out the wildflowers. “Not fancy, but the best I could do.”
She takes them and puts them up to her nose, taking a long inhale. “They’re perfect. And they smell good. Thank you.” She bites her lip as her eyes trail down my body. “You look so freaking drop dead sexy. It’s kind of killing me.”
“Well, you are… stunning.” I let out a sigh. “I need this to stop feeling awkward.”
She laughs. “We’ll get there. Let’s ease into this. How about a drink? They have hard cider.”
“Yeah, that sounds good. They’ll probably need me for pictures at some point, but until then, let’s just… be together.”
“Perfect.”
She takes my hand, gently twining her fingers with mine, and we make our way inside the barn. A mix of pop and country music plays through the speakers as people mill around with drinks, laughing and talking.
Before we get to the bar—which is serving only beer, wine, hard seltzer, and hard cider—Taylor Swift’s Maroon starts playing. I stop in place, looking at the dance floor, a mix of emotions swirling around inside me.
