Other than Danny, there was no one Eliot wanted beside him more today. He wanted to share the happiest day of his life with the man who’d rescued him on the worst.
The hall was packed by the time they got there, but the drive had calmed Eliot down. He was here to promise Danny that he’d always be here, every day of their lives, no matter what.
That was an easy promise to make.
When their cue came, Eliot walked out beside Ben and met Danny in the middle, instantly reaching out to take his hand.
“Glad you made it,” Danny murmured, just loud enough for Eliot to hear. He looked amazing, but then, he always looked amazing.
“I wouldn’t have missed this for the world,” Eliot said, linking their fingers together.
He looked up to the celebrant, nodding to confirm that he was ready to start, and squeezed Danny’s fingers.
Over the course of his career, out of all the stories he’d written, Eliot had never come up with a better ending.
