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"Oops," he chuckles.

Instead of staying at the other end he got in on, he comes over to where we are. They position me until I'm on both of them, my back on both of their chests, one leg on each, the water lapping at my chest.

"This feels so right." I sigh. "I felt like I couldn't really breathe without it."

"You'll never feel that way again," Ezekiel promises.

"I know." I nod. "So, what else would you like added to these deals we're striking? Besides my undying love and beautiful face, of course?"

"I mean, a few kids wouldn't hurt," Jeremiah says.

"Oh, just a few, huh?"

"To start with."

"Moving in and making it so even a moment without you there feels unbearable," Ezekiel adds. "I want to feel you everywhere in there."

I smile. "Oh, I can do that."

"And what do you want us to do, besides the declarations of love?" Jeremiah asks.

"Hmm, breakfast every now and then. Dinner would be nice, too. Plenty of dates, of course. Hmm, holding me while I'm sleeping, kissing me awake. You know, all that good stuff."

"I think we can do that," he agrees.

"Anything else?" Ezekiel questions.

"Just...forever," I say low. "I want you both to give me forever. I want endless days and nights. I want sunrises and sunsets. I want everything."

"And we'll give it to you," Ezekiel softly answers, kissing my hair.

"Always," Jeremiah promises.

I close my eyes and savor this moment. "Then, we've all got a deal."

Chapter 14

"I'm starting to wonder if you doubted me?" I tease Charlotte.

"Never." She smiles. "But to see it all come together, and just how I pictured everything...It's more beautiful than I imagined."

"Not as beautiful as you," I say.

Charlotte chuckles. "I bet you tell that to all the brides.”

"Of every wedding I've planned so far, yes, I have said it."

Because here I am, planning, and being a bridesmaid in another wedding, less than six months since the first I planned and stood beside the bride in. And the bride is just as beautiful, even if Sophie and I had spent the last hour trying to make her believe that once she'd gotten into her dress. She's convinced her belly looks too big in it, so when she wouldn't take our word that it isn’t, Sophie set off to find Jackson a few minutes ago to make her see reason. Because if he told her she looked stunning, then she'd feel like it.

"Is the officiant here, yet?" she asks.

I nod. "Heather just texted me that he arrived, and she'd given him your marriage license for him to sign right after the ceremony."

"So, tell Jackson it's too late for him to run now."

"And where exactly would I be running?" he questions behind her.

She quickly looks over her shoulder at him, and then at Sophie.

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