Page 77 of Give Me Forever Love

“That’s impressive. Tell me your advice.”

She gives Blondie a sideways glance before focusing in on me. “When you get angry at each other—and you will—remember this moment right here. You’re happy. You’re about to marry the man of your dreams and everything is in place. Life is going to get hectic at times, but as long as you focus on the moments that matter, the life-changing ones, you’ll be okay. Forgive each other, because no one is perfect. Don’t forget about how much you love each other today.”

“Did you get all that?” Blondie says as she zips up my dress.

I smile. “I did, and I’ll try my best to remember it.”

“Good,” Annie says. “It’s worked for me.”

She sticks her tongue out at Blondie and goes back to her measuring.

I grab my dress and tell them both goodbye before I walk out of the back room.

Bryce turns when I near him. “I thought you’d gotten kidnapped.”

“They’d bring me back,” I say as he opens the glass door and we step out.

“Yeah, they probably would.”

I hit his shoulder. “You’re not supposed to agree with me.”

He laughs. “I thought that was how this worked?”

I roll my eyes as I place my dress on the passenger side before walking around to his side.

“It only works when I’m right.”

He slaps my ass when I climb into the cab of the truck. “And here I thought you were always right.”

“Oh, shut up,” I say as he shuts the door and starts the truck. “You know a lady gave me some pretty good advice back there.”

“She did?” he asks, rolling his window down and hanging his arm out. The fall breeze feels amazing as it drifts inside the truck.

“Yep. She said if you’re husband gives you any shit, just end him and find a new one.”

“End him?”

“Yep.” I nod.

“That’s pretty over the top, don’t you think? I mean, you’ll have a hard time finding a new one in prison.”

“Bryce, haven’t you heard ofLove after Lockup?”

“Oh my God,” he says, looking over at me as we come to a red light. “Why didn’t I think of that?”

I shrug. “I don’t know. It’s the first thing that came to my mind.”

He laughs. “Even after all this time, you’re still funny, Kathrine Harrison.”

“I’m glad you think so, Bryce Grant.”

He grins. “After tomorrow, you’ll be K Grant.”

“Just K Grant, huh? I didn’t know that was going to be my new name.”

“Yep,” he says. “K Grant.” He waves his hand in the air like it’s written there.

I laugh. “I know you’re so excited.”

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