Page 89 of Every Single Vow
Chapter fifty-nine
Dakota
Six weeks later
“How do I look?” I ask, running my hands down the lace gown that had me crying the first time I saw it.
“Total baddie,” Arizona says with a smile.
“Are you sure?”
“Totes. The Hus is going to flip.” She wags her brows.
She opens her arms. “How about me?”
“Gorgeous as usual.”
“Staaapp,” she mocks embarrassment, flipping her hair.
“Come here.” I open my arms to her, and she steps in immediately.
We’ve made leaps and bounds when it comes to mine and Ari’s relationship. She’s even opened up about Bea’s death and has joined in on the days the advocacy center comes out to the ranch.
“Love you.” I squeeze her tight.
“Love you too, D.”
I’ve officially been gifted a nickname, and it makes me smile every time.
Arizona Larue Sterling was officially deemed part of our family three weeks ago, and the paperwork has been filed to complete the transition to make her a Mayson. As for now, we’re fluttering around Ruthie and Emmett’s new farmhouse preparing for my wedding.
My real wedding.
The last six weeks have been a blur. Between me almost drowning, spending three days in the hospital, being granted full custody of Ari, and planning a legit wedding, I’ve been nothing but smiles and exhaustion.
After getting a lengthy lecture from Cooper about my actions the night of the accident, he immediately dropped to one knee right there in the hospital room, asking me to marry him in front of the entire nursing staff and our family. The nurses were confused, but everyone else had already caught on weeks ago.
A knock sounds at the door, whispers filtering through as Ivy and Laiken amble in. They both freeze, hands flying to their mouths.
“Oh my God,” Ivy fans her face. “I’m going to cry.”
“Me too,” Laiken sniffs. “You look stunning.”
“Why are you crying, mama? I thought Aunt Ivy only cries since she has a human in her tummy.”
“Trace!” Laiken shrieks.
My eyes widen. “What!!!!”
“Shhhhh.” Ivy flails her hands.
“Maddox.” Laiken calls down the hallway. “Can you take him please?” She cracks the door, shoving Trace out. “And please explain to him how we keep a secret.”
She shuts the door and I’m still gaping at my best friend.Well, sister-in-law.
“You’re pregnant?” I ask.
“Yes.” She looks remorseful.
