He is unfazed by everything that is happening as the nurse and tech come in to start wrapping his arm.
I step back, watching as they work, giving Max a blue cast.
“Thank you for being here.”
Sam looks down at me, cupping my cheek. “Thanks for standing up to your dad.”
“One of us had to.”
“Hey. I was working on it.”
“I guess I work faster.”
He nods. “I’m okay with that. I’m sorry that I let your dad stand in the way of our happiness.”
“I’m glad he’s going to get on board with this. Because I love you, Sam.”
“Fuck.” He drops his forehead to mine. “Not nearly as much as I love you, darlin’.”
“Mmm. Say it again.”
“I love you.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you say that.”
He kisses me. It’s brief, but I don’t care. Because I’ll get every single one of his kisses for the rest of our lives.
“I’ll tell you every damn day, darlin’.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Anything for you.”
Epilogue
GEORGIA - A FEW MONTHS LATER
Everything is perfect.
Absolutely perfect, if I do say so myself.
I don’t have the first clue in event planning, but for my best friend, I’d do it all over again. If only we didn’t have to rearrange everything because of a snowstorm in the middle of April. Even though blizzards aren’t uncommon in the spring, no one thought we’d get it on Rylee’s wedding day.
Everyone that was at the ranch had to extend their stays. All the staff are working overtime to make sure the wedding is perfect and everyone is fed. Betty even came up from the diner to pitch in.
Carrying a vase of flowers across the dining room to put it in place, the door flies open into me. I’m knocked off my feet and water flies everywhere.
Including on my perfectly pressed dress.
“What the hell?” I shriek, falling smack on my ass.
“Oh, shit.”
Three young kids—early teens by the look of it—stop short in the doorway. They’re in sweatshirts adorned with a baseball team logo.
I do my best not to yell at them. But damn it, we’re down a set of flowers and now my dress is a mess.
“Where are your parents?” I ask, instilling a sense of calm I don’t feel in my voice.
