“Makes perfect sense to me.”
Faith shook her head. “You’re both nuts.” She turned back to her reflection. “This is absolutely crazy,” she said to herself before her own mouth split into a grin. “The best kind of crazy.”
She was wearing a fitted golden gown with lace inlay and the subtlest sequins sewn down the bodice. The fabric hugged her curves until it flared out at her knees to pool around her feet, with a train flowing behind her. It was incredibly girly and never in a million years did she ever expect she’d be wearing a dress like this. Never mind that she’d be wearing a dress as gorgeous as this on her wedding day.
Her wedding day.
It was so crazy, but three weeks ago after Logan’s crazy declaration where Faith was finally able to admit her own feelings, they’d completely flown out like a tap that couldn’t be shut off. In an instant, everything seemed right. The sky was a little bit bluer, the sun a little brighter. The bird’s song was a little sweeter, and she was perfectly aware that she was a total cliché.
And she didn’t care.
She’d waited way too long for the kind of happiness that loving Logan brought her and now that she had it, and they’d both been able to get over themselves so they could be with each other, Faith wanted to tell everyone she met about it. In a perfect piece of irony that wasn’t lost on anyone, it turned out that Faith was the more romantic twin after all.
Which was how she’d ended up proposing to Logan. They’d been completely inseparable, and considering he was already living with her—for real now—it didn’t make sense to wait any longer. Besides, they’d known each other practically all their lives and…when you know, you know.
Of course he’d said yes, which she’d expected since she was naked and straddling his body. Okay, maybe not the most romantic way to propose, but it got the job done and they both agreed to tie the knot as soon as possible.
Which was how she came to be standing in a wedding gown in front of a mirror, getting ready to marry the love of her life.
Because he was. Without a doubt, Logan was the love of her life and she couldn’t wait to make it official.
“Who would have thought this would be happening, right?” Faith laughed and tucked a stray curl that had slipped out of her updo behind her ear.
“We did.”
“Us.”
Hope and Stephanie answered at the same time. They wore matching dresses in what Hope described aschampagne.Hope’s dress was cut a little looser than her sister’s since her baby bump was beginning to make an appearance. Hope insisted it was too early to be showing but Faith secretly hoped an upcoming ultrasound would reveal that it was twins. She couldn’t imagine anything better than having twin babies around. Especially if she got to be the auntie who spoiled them and then handed them back when they started to cry.
“No way did you think I was going to be a total wedding suck.”
“Of course we knew.” It was Steph who walked behind her and together they looked at their reflections in the mirror. Now that the shock of everything had worn off, and the DNA tests had proved that, in a crazy twist of fate, the world’s biggest superstar celebrity, Stephanie Starz, was in fact their long-lost older sister, they could actually start to see the similarities in their appearances that had always been there. They had the same shape eyes, even if the color was different, and the same tiny nose. Stephanie’s mouth was different; she definitely had fuller, more luscious lips that both of the twins envied. And of course there was the red curly hair, which was in fact natural. There still wasn’t much known about Stephanie’s birth father, but she was interested in discovering what she could. Out of interest more than anything. And now that she had the full support of her parents, as well as her new sisters, she finally had the courage to look into it.
In fact, Faith had noticed a lot of changes with Steph in the last few weeks. When she got back from visiting her parents, she seemed calmer and more sure of herself. Before, she’d always had a bit of an air of trying to impress and be something she wasn’t, but that had changed. Almost as if knowing the truth had settled her in a way she hadn’t realized she’d needed.
Either way, everything about finding Stephanie had been a good thing.
“Do you remember when I first came to town?” Stephanie said. “You tried to pretend it was all Hope who handled the wedding details, but it was you, too. I could see it in your eyes when you talked about the ceremonies and flowers and…all of it, really. You might not even know it, but you are and, as far as I know, have always been a total wedding suck.”
“Well, not always.” Hope laughed. “She definitely hated weddings for a while. I think Logan had a lot to do with her change of heart. It was all part of my master plan.”
Faith shook her head with a groan as Hope tapped her fingers together like an evil villain.
Maybe it was all part of a greater plan, but Faith didn’t care. As long as he was waiting for her at the end of the aisle, that was all that mattered.
Logan had never felt so calm and at peace as he waited at the end of the aisle.
Especially when it came to Faith.
For longer than he could remember, the woman had gotten under his skin, driven him crazy, and tested him in more ways than he ever could have invented.
And all of it had been perfect and totally worth it.
The moment the music started and she appeared from the opening in the trees, everything was perfect.
She was perfect.
And absolutely gorgeous as she walked toward him. Faith had always been the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, but wearing a wedding gown and a smile that was just for him, she was next level.