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Logan nodded. “Yeah, she does.”

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Dixie sighed and stared into the mirror, as Scarlett placed the ring of white flowers on top of her head.

“I should have bought a veil.”

“A little late now,” Scarlett teased.

Dixie met her eyes in the mirror. “Do the flowers look alright?”

“Dixie, those flowers are you. You are not a long flowing fancy wedding dress woman. This gown is perfect for you. It’s beautiful but simple. The lace is so pretty.”

“And you look so pretty in your green gown.”

Dixie looked at her own gown and smiled. Itwasbeautiful and simple. The dress had a halter top, open back, and no sleeves. It flowed straight down to her feet, hugging her body, with a small train behind her. The small roundwreath of white flowers adorned her head. She blinked back tears.

“Hey, none of that,” Scarlett said as she wiped her own tears away.

Dixie looked at her. “I love him so much. I never thought we’d be here.”

“True love will always win, Dixie. You and Logan are meant to be together.”

“I wish Clint could be here.”

“He is. You know he’s watching you and Logan. You know he’s happy.”

The door opened, and Sam entered the room.

“Time to go,” he said with a grin.

“Sam, thank you so much for giving me away.”

“I’m honored. Gives me practice for when my daughter gets married, though not for a very long time.”

Dixie grinned. “I’m ready. He is here, right?”

Sam chuckled. “Shit, Dixie, he’d be too afraid not to show up.”

“Sam Garrett,” the priest chastised him as he walked past the open door.

“Why is it always me you catch?”

“Maybe you’re the only one who swears in my church. Come on, let’s get this wedding under way.”

Sam shook his head, making Scarlett and Dixie laugh, then he put his arm out for Dixie. Taking a deep breath, she picked up her bouquet of white lilacs, looped her arm through his and they walked to the vestibule.

When the music started, the guests rose to their feet, and she couldn’t see Logan at thealtar. She knew he would be here. Logan loved her and she’d never doubt it again. As Sam led her down the aisle, she smiled when she saw Logan grinning at her.

Sam delivered her to Logan, nodded at them, then sat in the pew next to his wife, Tessa.

Logan took Dixie’s hand in his, and they faced the priest. Dixie felt Logan squeeze her hand as she stared into his eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek and he wiped it away, but she saw tears in his eyes too.

After reciting their vows, they faced the guests, and the priest introduced them.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Logan Clinton Townson.”

When the guests applauded, the crowd outside cheered. Dixie and Logan laughed as they walked down the aisle toward the doors, and the guests inside laughed when Dixie put her hand on Logan’s ass and squeezed it. He stopped, pulled her to him, and kissed her deeply, making them all laugh.

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