Page 99 of S.O.S. Mizzay

“Andy, Missy, Mizzay, I love every iteration of you more than I ever thought possible. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Marry me?” Cobble asked.

Andy stuck out a trembling hand.

“Yes. Yes I will,” she stated giddily.

The press, who’d been inside during the open court proceedings, noticed what was happening, and rushed over, snapping pictures.

Cobble ignored them, slipped the band on her finger, then kissed her knuckles.

“Thank God,” he said with a groan, “because these stone steps are damned uncomfortable.”

CHAPTER THIRTY

Two months later…

Andy dabbed gently at her lashes so as not to smudge the rare bit of mascara she’d applied. Even though she hadn’t thought she could tear up any more today, her eyes had started leaking again. It was so unlike her, but…

These were her people and Cobble’s. Friends. Family. Colleagues. They’d all come out in force for her and Cobble’s wedding day. Cobble’s parents had arrived this morning from Vermont, along with Chuck’s folks, whom she’d met briefly before, but already loved. She could see that Mr. and Mrs. Smalley were busy getting to know Agent Tertia, which was good. Andy had a feeling Chuck and Elody, who’d finally stopped fighting their public displays of affection, would be the next to marry.

At a nearby table, Andy’s entire family had flown in from Minnesota, and they made for a lively and large crew.

There were friends, both old and new also in attendance, which made for a gathering that threatened to bust Wiley’s barn open at its seams.

And hereshewas. Soon to be marrying Cobble.

It blew Andy’s mind. She was finally getting her happily ever after. Just like so many others in the room, before her.

Happiness was everywhere.

Her boss, Del, stood hand-in-hand with his wife, Bri; five-year-old, Liam, and two-year-old Lila on either side of them, perched on grown-up chairs, fingers covered in wedding cake frosting.

Prez and Maygan sat at the same table; Prez holding two-year-old Aisa on his lap, while their older daughters, Lakisha and Rainie laughed over something Missy’s daughter-of-the-heart, Rory was saying. It still warmed Andy’s heart, how readily Rory had embraced Cobble into their lives, and how she’d already started debating over calling him “Pops” or “Dad”.

Wiley and Solina, at the next table over, were busy cooing at their new baby, Hattie, while Sarge and Brigid took turns abandoning their chairs to follow their newly walking son, Baylin, around the room.

Billboard and O’Shea remained quiet, while having eyes only for each other. They hadn’t announced it yet, but they’d told Andy in secret earlier today, that they were expecting, and were over-the-moon about it. They were waiting until O’Shea’s first trimester was complete to announce things to the world.

Andy’s gaze traveled to Perk and Sloane. The newly wedded pair had spent the last few months teasing their teammates mercilessly about all the rug-rats running amok, but Andy knew they weren’t going to hold out much longer before starting a family of their own.

Andy sighed happily, glancing back at Billboard, whose hand lay on O’Shea’s still flat stomach.

Wow.Someday soon, thatmightbe her.

Cobble came up behind her, threading his arms around her waist; shaking Andy out of her daydreams. He brought her head back to the reality of today as he hugged her tightly. “Are you enjoying your upside-down wedding?” he asked quietly in her ear.

Andy wanted to giggle.

Shewasloving it, but she’d also been getting some serious shit over the way she’d orchestrated things today. But screw any dissenters. She’d had a long time to think about how she’d do things if this wedding ever came to pass, and she’d gonefull steam ahead, not relenting when anyone made fun of her arrangements. This was the way she’d wanted her day to go, and Cobble had backed her the entire way.

“I’m thrilled,” Andy returned. “Just look at everybody. So comfortable, so engaged,” she sighed happily.

“You’re right. And for the record, I think you’re onto something, here,” Cobble agreed.

Andy gave over to a snicker.

They’d “borrowed” Wiley and Solina’s barn, where she, Cobble, and the SOS team—as well as the operatives’ partners and their kids who were old enough to help—had hidden away all the exercise equipment and mats, transforming the huge room into a wedding-venue-extraordinaire. They’d done an amazing job with the place, but that wasn’t the divergence from tradition to which Cobble was referencing.

It was something even more non-traditional.

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