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His eyes grew wide. “You’re getting married? To Fallon?”

“Yes.”

“And we’re going to live with her at the ranch? With the doggies and the ponies?”

“Don’t forget the chickens and the cows,” I told him with a smile.

“Okay! Let’s do it!” Theo yelled, shoving Dog in the air.

I hugged them both tight. This new life wasn’t something I’d planned, but it would be better than anything I’d ever imagined for myself.

I put him down and told him to get his shoes on.

When I looked up, Fallon’s face was a sea of conflicted emotions.

“What’s wrong, Ducky?”

“What does this mean for you, Parker? For your team—”

I cut her off with a kiss like I’d done several times in the last few days, because sometimes it was the only way to stop her from spiraling into a thousand arguments and what-ifs. “I know we haven’t discussed everything, but I promise we will. After. For now, let’s concentrate on getting the marriage license and our wedding gear before heading to The Fortress.”

“The Fortress?” Her brows furrowed.

“Mom placed a call. As luck would have it, their chapel wasn’t in use today. I guess no one wanted to get married the Monday before the Fourth of July. They’ve slotted us in with the officiant at eight o’clock. That means we have seven hours to pull this off. Dress, hair, and makeup for you. I’ve got the rest.”

“The rest?” Her frown grew.

I kissed the spot between her brows. “Stop overthinking this,Ducky. For once in your life, let someone else handle the bulk of the plans. Relax. Have fun.”

Chapter Thirty-one

Fallon

AMAZED

Performed by Lonestar

SEVEN YEARS AGO

HER: Why is it that women have to wear uncomfortable things like strapless bras and four-inch heels to be qualified as dressed up, but a guy gets to wear pants and flats?

HIM: Is this for prom? What teen wannabe is taking you? And has your mom or your dad had ‘the talk’ with you?

HER: I’m seventeen, not ten, Frogman. I’ve had the sex talk.

HIM: So you know how all teen guys hope to close out their prom night with one thing?

HER: Maybe all teen WOMEN want to close the night out with the same thing.

HIM: Do not give in to the lure of one night, Ducky. The walk of shame isn’t worth it.

HER: Only a misogynist hypocrite would say I’d be doing a walk of shame when he’s had more one-night stands than I could count.

HIM: Just trust me on this. Prom night is not the night for you.

HER: You offering me an alternative?

PRESENT DAY