Page 136 of Single Mom's Guide to Love
When we get to the front of the room, I notice there’s a microphone waiting. No one better be waiting for me to give a speech, because that’s not going to happen. Luckily, Logan picks it up as everyone’s applause quiets down and they take their seats.
“Thank you everyone for coming out tonight for this surprise wedding reception.” Cheers begin again, though not as long this time. “Please enjoy the bar as its open all night. Please order whatever you’d like off the special menu myself and my sister-in-law Charlie came up with. I have more to say later, but I feel my wife’s eyes staring into me, so I’m going to excuse myself as I think I have some explaining to do.”
The joke—which is also the truth—lands with every family and friend in the room as Logan walks me out through a door and into a back hallway.
“Before we go any farther, I need to know…did my mother put you up to this?”
He smiles and takes each of my hands. “She didn’t. But when I told her my idea, she was more than happy to take over the majority of the planning.”
“I’m sure she was.”
Even though she promised me some time to get used to the idea of being married, my dear mother still makes comments from time to time about us doing a ceremony. Oh! Maybe this will satisfy her for a little while.
“I know why we had to get married in the haste we did,” Logan says. “But now that I’ve seen how the Banks family works, I hate that you didn’t at least get to celebrate with a dinner after. I wanted you—us—to have that.”
Oh damn. I didn’t wear the appropriate eye liner if he’s going to be saying sweet things like that.
“Thank you,” I say as something hits me. “Wait! Is this why you weren’t ready tonight?”
He smiles and nods. “Our timeline was based on Quinn’s arrival. Luckily she texted me right before you came to get us that she was on her way.”
I knew something was fishy with her. But damn, she’s a good liar. And speaking of liars…
“Did you have Jayce in on this?”
Logan can’t hold in his laugh. “The lad was more than ready to play the part. The bathroom thing, though, in the car? All him. Bloody brilliant.”
I throw my head back, realizing that there’s a very good chance that my son has more of his uncle and aunts in his genes than I realized.
“I hope this was okay,” Logan says. “I just wanted to show you?—”
I press my lips to his, not only wanting him to stop talking, but to show him just how okay this is.
Honestly, a surprise party is a fitting thing for us, considering he was the surprise I never saw coming. And every day he surprises me even more. Whether it be the support he gives that somehow tops the day before, or how well Jayce and I have molded into his life, every day is new and exciting. A surprise behind every corner.
And I can’t wait for a lifetime of them.
“This is more than okay,” I say as I slowly pull away. “I love you, Logan Matthews.”
“Not as much as I love you both.”
