“I like that. Thank you, Colt.”
“What did I do? I’m just statin’ facts. Believe me, Lee and I have seen our fair share of mountain Calls, and this is one we’d hoped would happen but started to doubt ever would.”
“Well, that’s better than the two of us,” I say. “Neither one of us saw it happenin’ and even when it did, we still didn’t believe it.”
“Let me guess, it was after you sang Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton at the karaoke bar?” Colt teases.
“Wait, wait, wait. What?” Toby says, his eyes darting around the room before stopping on me. “Yousang karaoke? In public?”
“Sure did,” I say, taking another swig of beer before putting my bottle down on the counter.
“But the last time we tried to get you up on stage you told us you had the voice of a donkey durin’ matin’ season,” Toby continues, looking put out.
“Did I?” I fight back a smile. “Funny, I don’t remember that.”
“Oh, I’m so gettin’ you up on stage at the Cow one night,” Toby says. “I’ll let you and Mags keep Kenny and Dolly to yourselves. Maybe all of us could get up and sing a boy band number or somethin’.” That earns Tobes a round of groans.
Rhett’s phone vibrates on the dining table. He picks it up before his eyes meet mine. “You ready to get married, Red?”
I take a deep breath, trying to calm the nerves that flutter in my gut like a herd of spooked mustangs. It’s not that I’m worried, it’s that I want Mags to be mine already. In name, in body, ineverything.
I may have sprung this surprise wedding on her, but the look of absolute amazement and wonder on her beautiful face when I told her is one I won't soon forget.
We took our sweet time realizing that we were soulmates, but as far as I'm concerned, life's short, and I want all the minutes, hours, days, and years I have left on this earth with Maggie Gallagher—soon to be Grayson—by my side.
With one last deep breath, I nod at Rhett. “I’m ready.”
“Good, because we’ve got one last surprise for y’all.”
30
MAGS
As soon as the men drag Red away to get ready, I turn to my girls with one thing on my mind–something I have to do for my husband-to-be.
“I need your help,” I say, immediately garnering everyone’s attention.
“Whatever you need, Mags. You’ve got it,” Dee replies.
Cora nods. “If we can do it, we will.”
Star just smiles and Charlie wraps her arm around my waist, holding me close.Love my girl.
“We can’t get Wy here,” Lee says, reading my mind without even trying. “It’s logistically and physically impossible. Believe me.”
“Firstly,youneed to stop bein’ in my head because there’snoway you could know that’s what I was goin’ to ask.” Lee just smiles and taps her temple, not needing to say a thing.Maybe I should be thanking Anna instead.
"But Idothink there’s a way we can have Wy here with us,” she continues.
I tilt my head. “Whatever it is, it has got to be worth a try, right? Wyattneedsto be here for Red. For me. Forus. It doesn’t feel right that he’s not.”
“OK. Then we’ve got work to do because we need to talk to Wyatt and probably his captain too if we’re goin’ to try and pull off a miracle,” Lee explains. “But that’s for me to figure out, Mags.” She moves to stand in front of me, her hands coming to rest on my shoulders. “Allyouhave to worry about is gettin’ ready for your weddin’.”
“Lucky last,” I add.
“Of course it is, you’re marryin’ your One,” Cora says, making me smile.
“Which is whereIcome in,” Star announces, appearing out of nowhere holding a bunch of garment bags in her hands. “Mags here is goin’ to knock Red’s socks off when she walks out into the arena.”
