Page 43 of Enemies with My Brother's Billionaire Bestie

“It’s better for me to be in control than Aaron; he’d probably make a mess. See you later, babe,” Elliot calls over his shoulder as he heads off.

I watch him go, feeling a mix of disbelief and gratitude. It’s almost surreal how we overcame those difficult months, and now we’re only days away from forever.

As Emma bustles off to handle the last-minute details, Daniel leaves the room to find a snack for Julia, whose pregnancy cravings are growing insatiable.

“Do you think it’s the baby making you eat this much, or have you always been good at hiding this side of yourself?” I tease, rubbing her now-visible baby bump.

“It could be both, but your little niece certainly has an appetite,” she laughs.

“I wonder who she takes after?” I ask, but as if in response, we both feel the baby kick.

We burst into laughter. “I guess that’s all the confirmation we need.”

While we wait for Emma to finish arranging the hall, I pull out my laptop to pen my latest blog entry: my wedding vows. By the time I close it, Emma is waiting in the doorway, hands on her hips.

“Looks like you and Elliot are the perfect workaholic duo,” she says with a teasing smile.

I smile back and rise to hug her. She lets out a relieved sigh. “I prayed for this day for you both, and I’m so glad to be part of it,” she whispers into my hair.

“Me too, Em,” I reply, pulling away as she leads me to the hall.

Like Julia and Daniel, we’re using the same hall, but this time, I’m the bride. Elliot stands in the corner, a radiant smile lighting up his face as guests begin to arrive.

“Are you ready?” he asks, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“I’ve been ready for a while, El,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck, savoring the moment.

He holds me back, keeping me close. “Before we go in, I want to read my vows to you, just between us.”

“Aren't those words reserved for the actual wedding?” I tease, but he nods earnestly.

“I know that, Ollie, but our journey toward happily ever after started long before now. Stop interrogating me before you ruin the moment,” he says, a hint of mischief in his voice.

Laughing, I nod in anticipation. “Alright, Mr. Grumpy, just don’t make me ruin my makeup.”

His gaze softens as he begins to speak, the words flowing effortlessly from his heart.

Dearest Olivia Reed,

It was love at first sight, love at first kiss, and love in all shades.

I spent most of my life running from love, but today I swear to spend the rest loving you.

I swear to give you new reasons to be proud of me.

I swear to be a good husband and father to our children.

I’ll love you until my lungs give out; this I swear to you, Mrs. Sharp.

As he finishes, I realize I’ve broken my own vow about not ruining my makeup—but it’s for a beautiful cause. Taking his hands in mine, I whisper back, “I was saving my vows for later, but since you’ve started, I might as well go ahead with mine. Let’s keep this a secret, okay?”

My Dearest Elliot,

I always prayed for a miracle, a love story that would sweep me off my feet.

You came to me like a gentle breeze, dancing your way around until you finally settled into my heart.

Now, I’m going to spend the rest of my days loving you.

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