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“Okay,” I whisper, trusting she knows how this should go.
I’m sure Elvis will be great. I’m most excited about hearing him sing “Can’t Help Falling in Love.” It’s my motto. I’ve repeated it to myself every day since we danced in the rain together. I fell for you like raindrops fall from the sky.
You’re my one true love, and I’m madly, deeply, obsessively in love with you. I’ve never been able to give anyone the real me until you. Autumn, you have me without barriers. No one else has ever made me feel safe. No one has ever made me feel seen. No one has ever loved me with all of themselves. I see it in your eyes and your heart. It’s in mine, too. Love like this has only been reserved for you, my good luck charm.
My mother once told me to be known is to be loved. You know me. And I love you, Autumn. I love you like I’ve known you for a lifetime.
Thank you for making me the happiest man alive.
Your soon-to-be hubby,
Mr. Dreamy
Chapter 33
Zane
The orchestra finishes warming up and the pastor steps forward. A photographer floats in and out of my peripheral, taking photos. Thankfully, Harper took care of everything before we arrived and had already informed him of what was happening. My father stands beside me, wearing a tux with a burnt-orange bow tie.
A minute later, Harper approaches, smiling wide. She gives me a thumbs-up and sits next to the Calloways. Easton’s arm is wrapped around his beautiful wife, Lexi, whom I met when the helicopters landed. The two of them are perfect together, obsessed even.
I have the same type of love.
Autumn’s mother is beside Silvia, and they’re giggling about something like old friends. Meanwhile, Julie and Blaire glance at me and smile from the front row. I return the sentiment and look forward to getting to know them better, especially since they’re Team Zane. Winter is the maid of honor. The three drew blades of grass because they couldn’t decide who should get the title.
My father gives me a grin and a nod. A minute later, the string quartet begins, grabbing my attention.
It’s time, I think to myself. Finally, I’ve waited an eternity for today.
Winter casually holds a bouquet of coneflowers that I had cut from my mother’s garden for the occasion and delivered here.
Her sister offers me a sweet smile and steps to the side.
Anxious excitement takes over. Knowing I’ll be married to Autumn in less than an hour has me smiling wide.
The wedding march plays, and I wait with bated breath to see the woman who was made for me.
A butterfly flutters in front of me and I glance at it. Harper noticed, and my dad did too. A chill runs over me and I try to push back my emotions.
Thank you, Mom, I think, believing she’d love Autumn. She has to be the reason for this.
The small crowd stands, and seconds later, Autumn and her dad walk down the cobblestone path.
“Wow,” I whisper in awe, realizing I’ll spend the rest of my life with someone beautiful inside and out.
My other half, my twin flame, my wife.
We focus on one another, and my gorgeous girl glows as a playful grin meets her lips. I inhale a deep breath, overcome by emotions. This is real. Tears form in the well of my eyes. Several fall down my cheeks as her dad lets her go.
Autumn takes the step, moving in front of me.
“Hi,” I say, leaning in and mumbling against her ear. “Is this how you dreamed it?”
Her eyes slide over my gray suit and burnt-orange tie, and she grins. “Yes.”
The pastor smiles and begins. “Good evening. Today, we’re gathered here to celebrate the union of Zane Alexander and Autumn Travis. I’m honored to be a part of your special day.”
“Thank you,” I whisper. Autumn glows golden like a daydream. It’s a moment I never want to forget.
