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My lips part and turn up at that idea. “You want to marry me?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“We can’t . . .”
He takes both my hands in his. “I want to marry you, Brielle. I want to spend every day of whatever life we have left with you as my wife. I want you to know I am always here and that I will love you until the day I die. Let’s go.”
He’s crazy. I shake my head, trying to slow him down. “We can’t.”
“We can. Let’s get in the car right now and drive to Reno.”
“Reno? You want to get married inReno?”
“I want to marry you in the next twenty-four hours. So yes, I want to go to Reno. Will you marry me? In Reno . . . today?”
As crazy as it is, there’s nothing in this world that would stop me. “I would marry you any day or anywhere, you crazy insane man.”
Spencer kisses me as we both grin. “I’m going to make you happy.”
“You already do.”
And with that, we rush to his car and head to Reno.
Epilogue
BRIELLE
“Iswear it’s like I don’t even know you,” Addison says with a laugh.
I move Elodie to my other hip and smile. “I don’t know that I knew myself either. Or maybe I’m only myself when I am with him.”
She looks over at Spencer, my husband, and shrugs. “He would’ve liked this.”
“You think?” I ask, knowing she’s talking about Isaac.
“I do. He loved him like a brother, and he trusted him. Isaac only ever wanted the people he loved to have someone special to love them back.”
Elodie grabs my necklace in her tiny fist and proceeds to try to fit them both in her mouth. “And what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Do you think he would want you to be happy?”
She laughs. “I am years away from happiness, but I’m at least starting to come out of the rain.”
“That’s a start,” I say, hopeful that she’ll find the sun. “And coming back home?”
Addy looks around. “Soon, I think. Being here this week has been really good. It’s not as hard as I thought.”
“I miss you, Addison. I really do.”
“You have a family now. You are a married woman and will probably have your own kids soon . . .”
Spencer’s hand lands on the small of my back just as her words drop off and he makes a choking noise. “Did I miss something?”
I laugh. “I’m not pregnant—at least, not that I know of.”
“Okay then. Listen, your mother is giving me a load of shit because I took her only daughter off to Reno. She’s mad that she missed it and demands ‘her’ wedding.”
