Page 52 of Willing
“Yep – you may want to stick to bottled.”
As we walked around to the back of the house, my breath was stolen from me. The backyard had been transformed into something from a fairy tale. The gazebo had been covered in red and pink flowers, and everyone was seated on benches waiting for me.
“How?” I turned to Dylan.
“I can’t do magic right now, but they can.” She turned pointing towards Haven, Roxy and Stephanie.
“Wow – you guys. I didn’t need all this. But thank you.”
Paul stood inside the gazebo, waiting for me. He was dressed in a pair of black slacks and a loose white button up. He looked delicious. I walked with Dylan, as she handed me off to him, “You better take care of my best friend. I’d hate to set your ass on fire again,” she winked as she walked into the waiting arms of Jensen.
This would be the second wedding held in this spot. It wasn’t too long ago that Haven himself, married Tessa. I glanced around at my friends, no… my family, and smiled. Paul took my hands in his as Haven spoke. We exchanged vows, slipping the rings Jensen had picked up, on each other’s hands. Symbolizing forever. My wolf jumped for joy, whining and howling as I kissed my husband. He pulled me tight, trailing kisses down my neck.
“I love you.”
I didn’t want to open my eyes, I was afraid it was all a dream. His warm breath against my neck willed me to crack them open. His beautiful eyes drew me in, capturing my heart for all eternity. This man was my forever.
“I love you too.”
