Page 177 of Exes and Oh Hell No

"Ford," Connor says, snapping me out of it. "Your vows?"

I tighten my grip on her waist. "You're mine," I murmur. "Always."

Her breath catches.

I lean in, brushing my lips against her ear. "And after this?” I murmur, my voice dark and full of promise. “I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

Her entire body shudders.

I fucking feel it.

"Jesus Christ," Jake mutters. "Can you wait till after the ceremony to devour her?"

"No."

Harper laughs, shaking her head.

"Say the damn vows before Ford combusts," Daltyn calls from behind me.

I don’t look away from her.

She’s grinning up at me, eyes shining, the happiest I’ve ever seen her.

"I do," she says softly.

She says something about a decade apart and finally being together again.

But I barely register the words.

All I see isher.

Her lips move as she slips the ring on my finger.

Her breath hitches as I slide mine onto hers.

She smiles. “I’m yours.”

My chest tightens.

I nod. “Mine.”

For an eternity.

Connor clears his throat. "By the power vested in me?—"

I don’t let him finish.

I grab Harper, kiss her, and pick her up in the same breath.

The crowd erupts.

Gram hollers. "That’s my boy!”

Jake sighs. "I knew he wouldn’t wait."

Connor?

He’s busy laughing his ass off.

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