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I grab his arm by the wrist and use my other to deliver a sharp strike to the back of his elbow causing it to break. The knife clangs to the floor but I’m not nearly done with this bastard. This is the man who broke in while my sweet woman was in nothing but a towel and tried to hurt her with another knife. He’s the son of a bitch who wrote all those letters to my girl. He’s a dead man.

I hit him twice in the face and end up behind him with his head in my hands ready to break his fucking neck like he’s nothing more than a fucking stick of wood when a sweet, soft voice calls out to me.

“Wyatt.”

I look over at her and see her brother standing beside her. She has a small scratch on her cheek and her shoulder seems to be bleeding again god damn it. The hate I have for this mother fucker rises up all over again.

“Think about the baby.”

I stop dead and drop the piece of garbage so that I can come straight to my Callie.

From behind her, I hear her brother speak up, “A lot of things are going to have to be explained here but let’s get the two of you checked out first.”

I cup her face in my hands and drop kisses on her upturned face, “You were such a badass, baby. You kicked so much ass.”

I wipe at the drop of blood under her eye and bring it to my mouth, even her blood is sweet, before I kiss her hard.

“You were so god damned beautiful when you come flying through that window.” I pull back to stare into her eyes. “But no jumping through windows when we’re sure you have a baby in there.”

She gives me a dazzling smile before she stands on tiptoe to press her mouth to mine. “I love you too, Wyatt.”

A huge grin splits my face as I realize she heard me say it to Delilah before she turned action star and broke through the window to save me.

“I have a proposition for you.”

She gives me a curious look, “Yeah, what is it?”

“How about you come on as my bodyguard full-time?”

Her face falls and she takes a step back -or she tries to but I end up just following her. “Oh.”

Before she can say another word, I go on. “And I’ll watch your body full time. So, we can both watch each other’s blind spot.”

She gives me a beautiful grin before giving me a nod, “Okay.”

“Of course, you’ll have to marry me. It’s part of the job requirement. I just happen to have a ring right here.”

"What?!"

I pull out the engagement ring I brought with us before we left for the award show and slip it on her finger.

“I can’t promise I won’t ever try to dictate your life, especially where your safety is concerned but I’ll be behind you supporting you through all your decisions, cheering you on, being proud, and most of all…loving you more and more, year after year. I can promise you; we’ll always figure it out, Peaches.”

She gives me a watery smile before kissing me breathless and pulling back just far enough to tell me, “Wyatt…I’ll take the job.”

Epilogue I

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Six Weeks Later

Callie

After I agreed to marry Wyatt, he let me see how far, and how long, his obsession with me went. Including telling me he made sure I never wore white because he wanted that to be something special for when I walked down the aisle to him. And I’m woman enough to admit my heart melted a little bit at that.

He also told me about having Mckenna hold back the white dress I was looking at that very first fitting, the one I kept going back to and falling in love with a little bit every time I touched it. And it’s that dress that I’m wearing now. Joy and Chrissy are my bridesmaids and even though both women are sporting little baby bumps under their gowns they look like they are glowing and so beautiful. When I tell them they surprise the words right out of me by saying the same thing about me.

“Are you sure you’re not…because baby, you are rocking a little mommy glow too,” Joy asks the question, but Chrissy agrees with a sweet, sure nod.

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