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“Don't you da?—”

He smears a small dab of frosting on my nose.

“Frost!” I laugh, grabbing another small piece, and smash it against his mouth.

Everyone cheers, and Frost pulls me in and licks the frosting off my nose.

“You're ridiculous,” I say, still laughing.

“You love me.”

“I do.”

Champagne glasses are passed around, and Hawk raises his. “To Frost and Hope!”

“To Frost and Hope!” everyone echoes.

We clink glasses and drink while the party kicks back into full gear. The music gets louder, and the dance floor fills up. The energy is infectious. I stand near the bar with Amy and Paige, watching Frost talk to Chaos and Eagle.

“I still can't believe this is real,” I say, looking down at my ring.

“Believe it,” Paige says, nudging me. “You're stuck with us now. I'm glad I didn't have to kick my brother's ass because you're the sister I always wanted, Hope.”

“What about me?” Amy demands, mock-offended.

Paige giggles. “You belong to Hope. So, you belong to me, too.”

Amy grins. “Damn right, and you belong to me.”

I look at both of them, my heart so full it might burst. “I love you guys.”

“We love you, too,” Paige says.

“Even if you're a sappy mess,” Amy adds, smirking.

Suddenly, the music cuts off, and Dad's voice comes through the speakers. “Can I get Hope and Frost up here for a second?”

I exchange a confused look with Frost, who shrugs. We make our way to the front, where Dad stands with Mom.

“Hope,” Dad begins, looking at us. “Your mother and I wanted to give you a wedding gift.”

“Dad, you alrea?—”

“Hush,” Mom chastises. “We wanted to do this.”

Dad pulls an envelope from his pocket and hands it to Frost. “Open it.”

Frost opens the envelope and pulls out two plane tickets. His eyes go wide. “Hawaii?” he says, looking at them in shock.

“A week in Maui,” Mom says, beaming. “All expenses paid. You leave tonight.”

“Tonight?” I shriek.

“Your flight's in three hours,” Dad explains. “So, you'd better get moving.”

I throw my arms around both of them. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

“You deserve it, sweetheart,” Mom whispers as she hugs me tight.