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“I am?”
“Yes, now shut up and kiss me like my girlfriend would.”
Without much warning, I tossed back the blanket and launched into him, pushing him onto his back. Pressing my lips to his, he breathed new life into me. It was the best second chance I’d ever had, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us.
Epilogue
New Years Eve
Summer shuffled from side to side as she stared at the ever-growing to-do list. Each time she managed to cross something off, there were two more things she added. Wedding planning wasn’t her forte, but she was learning. Thankfully, she also had a major helper in the weeks and days leading up to the ceremony so she wasn’t completely on her own.
Tapping the speaker, she dialled the first on the list.Erin Normandy.
“Hey,” Erin sang through the phone. “What’s up?”
“Just checking that you’ve delivered the centerpieces?”
“Absolutely. David just brought in the last one.”
“You mean you’re still there? The wedding starts in an hour, and you still have the drive.” She hadn’t meant for her voice to pitch, but it did.
“It’s a big boat, and the parking lot is a long way from where this monstrosity is parked.” Erin mumbled to someone, likely David. “Listen, I’ll text you when I’m on the way, but we’ll be there. Promise. And the tables here will look great. You have my word.”
Erin had been hired to custom create a dozen centerpieces for the reception. Short on time, as the wedding was thrown together in a short span of six weeks, Erin had first constructed a gorgeous rising sun work of art for the couple. Different types of woods, in a variety of stains, became the sunbeams, and a semi-circle of stained pine represented the sun. It was breathtaking, and since it was beyond Amber and Iris’ expectations, she made mini versions to decorate the table.
“David, where’s Vera?” Erin called out, not bothering to muffle the speaker. “Oh, never mind, there she is. She’s never been on a boat before, especially one of this size, so she’s been exploring.”
The reception was being held on Antonio Welch’s yacht – the Grand Divermento – which was currently docked in Stewart Surf.
Once the small gathering of the invited guests were on board after the afternoon ceremony, they would dine, dance, and cruise south around the peninsula, stop offshore at one of the larger coastal cities to watch an early fireworks display before turning around and docking back in Stewart Surf in time for the bay area’s spectacular fireworks show. It promised to be a night no one would forget, and Mother Nature had kept her promise of perfect weather.
“Erin, you’re good?” Summer cleared her throat.
“Yeah, sorry. There was a slight change to the seating arrangements, but it’s all working out.”
“What? There is?” She scanned her list on the clipboard, wondering where she’d made a mistake.
“It’s all good. The crew have made it work. Hey, I gotta go. I should be out of here in ten minutes.”
“Ten is pushing it.”
“Best I can do.”
Summer nodded, even though Erin couldn’t see her, and half-heartedly crossed that item off the list with a heavy sigh. At least the centerpieces were done.
“See you in a bit.” Summer hung up and stared at the next most important item while tugging on her dress.
She’d chosen a snugger than normal outfit, but Adam thought it hugged her curves perfectly and made her more attractive. Then he thought better of it and suggested she shouldn’t wear it because he didn’t want to be fighting any handsy guys and risk another court appearance. He’d just wiped his slate clean recently. Summer reminded him of how he knew just about everyone attending, aside from some of the groom’s family and friends. In the end, she wore the slinkier dress, but now second-guessed herself.
“Everything okay?” Adam rubbed her back when he joined her over by the long, polished bar along the back wall of Amber’s Ale.
“Just double checking. I don’t want a single thing to ruin this day for Iris. She deserves the best wedding ever.” Her pounding pulse was visible, as was her rapid breathing.
Adam reached for her hand and squeezed. “It will be an epic event. The chairs are all decorated on the patio. The heaters are going, and truth be told, it’s almost too hot out there. Who knew?”
“It’s New Year’s Eve. Guests are going to be dressed nicely, I don’t want them in winter coats, I want it warm.”
“You worry too much. Everything will be fine.”
