Page 68 of One Hot Moment

The second the minister declares that "you may kiss the bride," Kendall pulls Rachelle into his arms and kisses her like he means it, like he's infusing that lip-lock with all the love and passion they feel for each other. The tears that had welled up in my eyes now spill over my lids to trickle down my cheeks. I dig a tissue out of my pocket to wipe at my eyes.

Kendall sweeps Rachelle up in his arms, facing the crowd, and they both grin. Then the groom leaps off the dais to rush down the aisle. The bride tosses her bouquet while being whisked away by her husband.

The bouquet lands on my lap.

Spencer trots up to me, holding out his hand. "Come with me, love. We don't want to miss Kendall and Rachelle's first dance as a married couple."

I stand up and wave the bouquet in his face. "Better find a jewelry store, Spence. The universe has spoken."

We reach the makeshift dance floor just in time.

Spencer holds my hand as we watch Kendall and Rachelle floating across the floor, smiling with the kind of fairy-tale love I'd always dreamed of but denied I wanted if anyone asked me. But thanks to Spencer, I've not only embraced the idea of true love, but I've also found my Prince Charming.

I take a spin around the floor with a lot of handsome men during the reception, but my favorite moment is when Kendall asks for a dance.

While we're navigating between other couples, he tells me, "I need to thank you, Tabitha. You're a miracle worker."

A nervous laugh bubbles out of me. "I'm just a corporate administrative assistant, not an angel."

"I disagree, and I can back up my claim with proof."

"That sounds intriguing. Give it a try."

Kendall spins me around once before he explains. "Spencer has always been obsessed with work. No matter how hard we all tried to convince him to give up his workaholic ways, he always brushed off the idea." Kendall smiles. "Then you came along, and suddenly, my brother became a different man. You've given us back the Spence we all knew and loved when we were growing up. So, yes, Tabitha, our family owes you a debt of gratitude."

"I owe your family too. Spencer has changed my life in more ways than I could count. I'm happier than ever and ready to start a new life with my Prince Charming."

Kendall stops moving and kisses my hand. "I need to dance with Avery now. Go, Tabitha, and find Spencer. I think he has something he'd like to say to you."

I rise onto my tiptoes and search the crowd with my gaze. "I don't see Spence."

"Bindy will take you to him." He grasps my shoulders and turns me around. "See? There she is."

While Kendall finds Avery, I approach Bindy. She's been standing at the edge of the dance floor with her children, Tucker and Gemma. Her husband, Charles, is currently dancing with Rosalyn. Tucker is the cutest five-year-old I've ever seen, and his eight-year-old sister is so sweet and pretty, just like her mother.

Bindy beckons me over to her. "Come with me, Tabitha."

"Where are we going?"

"To the garden." She starts walking in that direction, keeping pace with me as we enter the beautifully manicured garden that's almost a maze. "I'm sure Kendall told you how he feels about you and Spencer becoming a couple. Now it's my turn. You've saved my brother from a lonely life in America. I'm so grateful that you came into his life at exactly the moment when he needed for you to appear. You're a true angel, Tabitha."

"I wish you guys would quit gushing about how amazing I am. It's kind of embarrassing."

"Oh, tosh." Bindy waves a dismissive hand. "You are a member of the Halfenaked family now. We adore you, and that will never change." She smiles with a sneaky slant to that expression. "I would love to have some nieces and nephews. Kendall and Spencer had better get started on that soon."

Before I can respond to that statement, we arrive at our destination. I know that because Spencer is standing there, surrounded by tall, green bushes.

"She's all yours, Spencer," Bindy announces.

Then she hurries away.

Spencer holds out his hands to me. "Come closer, darling, please."

I approach him and accept his hands. My throat is already tightening, and my eyes have already begun to sting. I know what he's about to say, and just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm floating on a cloud.

Spencer drops to one knee, bringing out a satin box. He flips the lid up. "I love you, Tabitha Primrose Remington. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?"

"Yes." I can't say anything else. I'm too choked up.

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