“Of course.After all the blunders I made with your brother, I wasn’t about to skip asking your parents for their blessing.”
I stared back at him.
A million thoughts bombarded me at once, but overriding all of them, the echoes of his words as he steadfastly pushed us forward, urging me to catch up.
“I’m ready for you, Harley.”
“I’ll keep you warm.”
“I’m the safest place you’ll ever know.”
“I won’t allow anything to come between us.Not even you.”
“You’re not my first choice.You’re my only choice.”
I cupped his face in my palm.“You’ve thought of everything.”
“I’ve even set the date,” he whispered back.
My eyebrows near shot clean off my face.“You have?When is it?”
“Valentine’s Day.”
My mouth gaped.“That’s less than six weeks away!That’s an awfully short engagement!”
“It’s practically a lifetime,” he argued.“Anyway, can’t have you walking down the aisle with a baby bump.”
I snickered.“You planning on knocking me up?”
He nodded, his eyes laughing, mouth serious.“As soon as humanly possible.”
I studied his face, a smile slowly spreading across mine.“I’m finding I’m okay with this.”
He drew me close and kissed me sweet and slow.“It’s good you’re on board.Wedding pictures would look awfully funny with you thrown over my shoulder with a ball gag in your mouth.”
I threw back my head and laughed at the picture he painted.
Never leaving me room to doubt, he gave me exactly what I needed.
A gift.
A dream.
A wish.
Thank you, Hunter.
Best.Brother.Ever.
The End.
Epilogue
Valentine’sDay.
Who would have thought we could pull it off, but he pulled out all the stops.With Mom and Noelle on board, they were a force to be reckoned with.
The tiny room in the narthex of the church, the room customarily set aside for the bride to take a few quiet moments with her father before heading down the aisle, was like Grand Central Station.
