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I took in a deep breath. She was already my wife, but I was nervous. This time it was different. The only strings were the ones we’d attached to each other. There was no expiration date.

The rooftop door opened.

Beau stepped out in a white gown that nearly sent me to my knees. She held the bouquet of roses I’d given her, just like Pop would’ve wanted.

I glanced to the sky at the same time Beau did. My pop and her mom were watching down, though I had a feeling they’d been there the first time too. Maybe they’d done a little meddling to make sure we stayed married.

When we locked eyes again, I’d never felt so full. There was so much love and hope and promise. We had our forever in front of us.

She’d always been mine.

One arm linked with Teague and the other with Lincoln, they walked her down the aisle toward me. It was only fitting we got married in the place where I realized I loved her, where we’d cemented that love, and where it would grow.

“Watch out for my sister,” Teague said when they approached the altar.

“Haven’t stopped since the last time you said that to me.”

Beau took my hands. “I still don’t need a babysitter.” She grinned. “Not yet anyway.”

Teague and Lincoln took their places beside Beau as Miss Adeline opened the Bible.

“I’m overlooking that you didn’t ask me to do this the first time,” she said. “We are gathered here today to celebrate . . .”

The words became background noise. All I could focus on was Beau. It didn’t matter what was ahead, we could face it together because she was by my side.

I hadn’t thought much about the future. Now it was hard not to get sidetracked with runaway thoughts about the possibilities. But I wanted to savor every moment with her. Wanted her to feel my love every second of her life.

She squeezed my hands and pointed her head toward Miss Adeline, who was waiting expectantly.

“I do.” Whatever vow she’d read, I committed to full-on.

“Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do.” There was no hesitation, no doubt. Beau wanted this as much as I did. “If we skip the rest, is it still legal?”

This time, I was on board with speeding this along.

“You just want to get to the kissing part,” I said.

Miss Adeline beamed. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

I leaned forward.

Beau grabbed me by the lapels. “Don’t you even think about stopping.”

Epilogue

Cal

Three Months Later

“This is it.”

Beau twirled around the living room of the old house. It was . . . not in great shape.

She hooked her arm through mine and dragged me toward the kitchen. She pointed out the dirty window. “Look at that backyard.”

It was big . . . and overgrown.

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