Page 129 of The Guy Who Fake Dated Me

“We don’t have to talk about that right now,” I said.

“Just know that if you asked, I’d come.”

I stared at her. She still looked broken, but also hopeful.

Both of my hands moved to her cheeks, and I took a moment to memorize her face again. “Would you really?”

“Yes.” Her lips quirked into a smile. “Although, I’m not finished fixing me.”

A tingle started from my fingers and zipped into my chest. “I’ll take you no matter how broken you think you are, because I love you, Victoria Cooper.”

She shifted so she faced me, then put one hand on my chest and one behind my neck. Her next words came out with confidence. “I love you too, Logan White.”

I was only all too happy to be pulled down into the best kiss of my life. Victoria poured her love into me through her lips, and I told her in the same fashion how much I’d missed her and how much I valued everything about her.

For a moment, I saw our lives together. Family. Friends. Kids. Grandkids. Enough love to fill the world.

When we came up for air, we found Kyle standing nearby with his camera pointed at us.

“I will destroy you,” Victoria said.

“Don’t stop on my account.”

I tilted Victoria’s chin up. “Ignore him.”

She smiled. “I can do that.”

Epilogue

-Victoria-

“Do you, Rachel Fox, take this man, Shane Cole…”

The priest’s words blurred together, as did the faces of my friends through my tears.

The little chapel in Big Bear held the whole town and then some. Rachel’s mom had added a few simple, white bird decorations to the ends of the pews, and there were fairy lights over the heads of the happy couple.

Brooke, who sat on the front row with the rest of the Curvy Girl Crew, sniffed. Which started a cascade of emotions from the others.

Glad I wasn’t the only one.

Logan, who was positioned opposite me standing as Shane’s best man, wiped something from his cheek.

I’d have to tease him about that later.

“Do you, Shane Cole, take this woman…”

Thinking about Logan and what was coming later caused my stomach to clench. I was leaving in the morning. Again.

Over the past month, we’d been able to spend a grand total of five days together, two of those were included in this wedding. Christmas hadn’t helped. The Magnificent Moose was scheduled down to the minute each and every day, and I was about to launch my subscription business. Just in time for the spring shopping season.

Despite that, Logan and I talked on the phone every chance we got, sometimes well into the night. I loved talking to him, but I loved being with him more. I already felt the aching emptiness inside of me that always came when we parted ways.

I knew he felt the same. He made his feelings for me abundantly clear multiple times a day. It was adorable, and it made me miss him even more.

“Would you like to recite your vows?”

Logan and I had talked about marriage, but a proposal was still a little way off.

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