Sunny and Angie swung by our table and received a round of kisses. Glowing, Angie brushed her lips over mine.
“Ezra, I—we can’t thank you enough for this. It’s been amazing.”
“The night is young, beautiful.” I winked at her. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” And Angie was a vision. A pearl-encrusted headband held her lustrous mahogany hair off her face, with the rest of its heavy mass tumbling in silky waves down her back. The Chantilly lace custom gown loaned to her by one of the top wedding designers hugged her curves, leading to a short train. A simple veil, edged in seed pearls and lace matching the dress, floated behind her.
“You’re the best, Ezra.” Emotional and serious for once, Sunny hugged me, his slim body trembling. “I’ll never be able to thank you enough for what you did for us.”
I didn’t need even a moment to think. “I have a proposition for you both.”
The couple exchanged glances. “Us? What?” Sunny asked.
My father and mother watched me with smiles on their faces, and Roe slipped an arm over my shoulder, his fingers playing with my hair as he loved to do.
“It can keep until you come back from your honeymoon.”
“Are you sure?” Dark brows knitted together, Sunny cocked his head.
“Definitely. We’ll talk, but I think you’ll like it.” The lights flashed. “I think it’s time for dinner, then dancing, and I’m in the mood to show off my moves.”
We all rose from our seats, and I moved my hips to the music as I danced my way to the banquet room.
Roe pulled me to his side. “Promise me you’re not going to make me dance with you.”
I tasted tomorrow and forever on his lips as I kissed him. “You’ll have to wait and see.” A buzzing vibrated against me. “Keep it for later. We have a wedding dinner to get to.”
But Roe pulled out his phone, and when I saw him pale and his eyes pop open, his obvious shock set my heart banging. I grabbed his arm. “What’s wrong? What happened? Is it Nettie? Is she okay?” I could hear myself babbling. Sure, she was old, but I wasn’t ready to lose her.
“Oh, she’s fine. My mother just texted me this. It’s from my grandmother.” He beamed at me with a lopsided grin and picked up his phone to read the text. “‘Tell Ezra next time he comes over he can help me pick out a beach house for real. I won the lottery.’” He showed me the screen.
Stunned, I stared at the picture of a smiling Nettie holding a ticket, scratched off, winning her a million dollars. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah. You brought good luck, in more ways than one.” His blue eyes twinkled at me.
“I think we’re both pretty lucky.” I wiggled my hips. “Now let’s go dancing.”
“Are you really going to make the city your home office from now on?”
“I told you—I’m never going to leave you again, and I always keep my promises. This time there’s nothing to keep us apart.” With Roe’s hand in mine, I danced us into the banquet room, where despite his protests, I had him in my arms, swaying to the music.
Nettie may have won the lottery, but I got the prize.
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