He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. She arched closer, deepening the kiss.
“Get a room,” Flynn said under his breath.
That would happen after the reception, during their two-night mini moon at a resort not too far away. They didn’t have time for an official honeymoon with the holidays and starting his new job at Summit University in January, but they had plenty of time for that later.
Keaton drew the kiss to an end and then kissed her once more. Just a peck. Raine would have preferred to keep kissing him, but their guests were watching.
He side-eyed his eldest brother and co-best man. “You’re supposed to be supportive.”
Flynn rolled his eyes. “I am. Supportive of the poor people in the pews having to watch the two of you slobber over each other.”
The organist played the opening strains of “Ode to Joy.”
“And on that note,” Keaton muttered. “Ignore the arrogant surgeon, my love. He’s jealous.”
“Am not,” Flynn shot back. “I could have a wife if I wanted one.”
“You sure he’s the oldest of the four?” Timmy handed over the bouquet.
Raine winked. “That’s what I’ve been told.”
Autumn panted.
Timmy shrugged. “Well, he’s acting more like Brecken’s youngest brother.”
“They don’t let him out of the O.R. much,” Keaton joked.
“I heard that,” Flynn said.
Garrett nudged him. “Quit while you can, Doc.”
Timmy nodded, appearing amused by the Andrews brothers. “Yes, let’s get going, or we’ll never get to have champagne.”
“And cake,” Garrett said. “My lovely, talented wife created the most amazing wedding cake for you guys.”
Their fingers entwined, Raine and Keaton strolled up the aisle. Smiling faces blurred once again. She only had eyes for the man next to her.
When they reached the vestibule, he hugged her. “Such a stunning bride, and now my lovely wife.”
“Love you in this tux.” Raine ran her fingers along his lapel. “Never thought I’d find this more attractive than a leather jacket or vest, but I do.”
He placed his forehead against hers, and then she kissed him.
“Enough with the kissing.” Margot clapped her hands. “You need to take photos so you can head over to the Falls Café for the reception.”
“You need champagne and cake, too?” Keaton asked.
“That’s a given, but there’s still work to be done.” Margot glanced around as if searching for something.
Raine had no idea what she meant. “What kind of work?”
“Two Andrews brothers are married and living in Silver Falls, that leaves—”
“Don’t get your hopes up.” Keaton appeared to be holding back laughter over Margot’s matchmaking obsession. “Flynn’s not leaving L.A.”
Margot brushed her hand through the air. “All he needs is a good reason…like falling in love. I have two candidates in mind for Flynn.”
“Did I hear my name?” Flynn followed Garrett and Timmy.
