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But right now we had to focus on moving forward. Tripp and Pacey were working on finding out what happened to Clay, and Austin has been told to keep a low profile. Harlow has been trying to find out who these suits are and as much as Luke offered to help, no one has been able to reach him since his little visit.
“You ready to do this?” Riggs asks as he sits upon his horse, smiling down at me as I stand next to Raff, my fingers locked round his reins.
“I am,” I nod, footing the stirrup and swinging my leg over Raff’s back and slip my other foot into the stirrup.
“Look at you,” Riggs winks and I feel my heart somersault. “You take the lead, darlin’,” he smirks and I inhale deeply, closing my eyes for a moment before I nudge Raff on, moving him forward through the paddock gates and as soon as the open field is in front of us, I open his rein up and kick him on, holding my breath as I do. He falls into a steady canter and in this moment, the spring breeze blowing in my hair, riding on the back of a horse again it felt like I had never stopped. Riggs rode up beside me, his smile so damn wide and his eyes glistening.
“That’s my girl,” he praises and I couldn’t love that man any more than I do. I lead the way down to Crooked Valley, the starlight sky looming on the horizon. My heart is galloping in my chest as I free the reins of my horse and let him lower his neck as he begins to graze. Holding onto the horn of the saddle, I swing myself off and pull the reins over Raff’s head and tie him to the fence post that secures where we’re standing. I turn and smile as I see Riggs canter towards us, before he slows his horse to a complete stop and climbs off. He loops Travis’ reins round the same fence post and lets them graze together before his arms wrap around me, pulling me close. I can’t pull my eyes from him, even if I wanted to and right here, right now, I am wrapped in the perfect moment.
My hand reaches up and I grab his hat to place it on my head, my nose scrunching as it does. My hands find their place on his white shirt, my fingers tapping to the sound of his heart beating and his hands are on the small of my back, playing with the belt loops of my jeans, my cropped white tee giving him access to a small bit of my tingling skin.
“Never did I think I would feel this content,” I whisper as we stand at our familiar place. The place where me and Riggs moulded into one, the place where he kissed me under the stars and our souls entwined in an infinite bond, an invisible string tying us together, finally.
“Never did I think I would get this moment,” his lips lower over mine for just a second and my eyes flutter shut but within seconds, Riggs pulls away, his gaze steady on mine and I feel the way his heart races a little faster under his skin.
“What moment?” I whisper, not wanting to ruin anything.
He smiles, his teeth on show and I see the glisten in his eyes.
“Marry me, Aspen.” He chokes and my throat bobs. “I am so in love with you, our hearts tied together for infinity. Our souls locked as one. You’re my wildest love, my wildest dreams and now… my wildest forever… marry me,” his voice cracks and I slowly let my hands rise up his chest before they loop round his neck and I can’t hide the smile any longer, a tear rolls down my cheek. “It’s always been you,” he whispers.
“Yes—” is the only word I can manage to get out before Riggs wraps me up in his arms and lifts my feet off the ground. “It’s always been you too,” I rush out on a breathy whisper before my lips lower over his.
An infinite love.
A full circle.
Our first kiss was under the stars, and now the start of our forever under them too.
I no longer had to be afraid of the dark, because Riggs was the brightest light in my life, and as long as I had him by my side. I would always be home.
EPILOGUE
RIGGS
Ifinally had the girl.
The woman of my dreams.
And she really is a dream.
Proudness seeps out of me when I think back to how far she has come and grown from the broken woman she was when she returned.
Her debut novel,Wildest Loveis finished and has been submitted to a couple of publishers. She is doubting herself, but I never doubted her for a second.
Our engagement wasa little under two weeks ago, and with everything going on we haven’t been able to celebrate the way I would have liked.
But today, I get to show Aspen another surprise.
Stepping into her room, my eyes fixate on her. She is curled up and asleep, her left hand resting on the comforter, and I watch as the sun reflects off her tear drop diamond that sits on a thin, gold band.
Smiling from ear to ear, I sit on the edge of the bed, leaning across and skimming my fingers across her soft skin as I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. She inhales deeply, rolling on her back and her eyes flutter open.
“Morning, Wildflower,” my voice is low, a rasp etched into it.
“Morning,” she smiles, her dimples on show as she stretches up.
“Happy thirtieth birthday,” and I watch as her cheeks pinch crimson.
