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I nod, and Logan growls. “What? How did you know him?”

“Do you remember when I told you how my boss made me go on those dates?” He nods. “Zach was date number two.”

“And you had no indication that he was the one stalking you?” Rodriguez asks, and I shake my head.

“I didn’t even recognize him at first. He’d changed his appearance to look more like Logan, and he used a different name.”

“Looking back at his file, this isn’t the first time he’s become obsessed with someone. There was a girl in college who filed a restraining order against him, and he went to counseling for a while.”

“Oh,” I whisper, thinking over our date again but I can’t think of anything that would have raised a red flag.

“We shouldn’t need anything else from you, Ali. Based on the crime scene and what we found in his apartment, this is an open and shut case.” He stands, and I reach out for him.

“Wait. What did you find in his apartment?”

He hesitates, his gaze flicking between Logan and I. “Trust me when I say that the two of you are better off not knowing. Move on with your lives and put this behind you.”

He holds our gazes for a moment before we nod and he tells us good-bye. When he leaves, I glance over at Logan, and he kisses my hand.

“I love you,” I tell him, and he nods. I want to say it every second of every day.

“I want you to tell me everything again.”

“No.”

He opens his mouth to protest, and I shake my head again.

“It’s in the past, and I’m not going to allow you to torture yourself with the details. I want to move forward. With you.”

He studies me for a second before nodding and standing. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his grandmother’s ring. He slips it down my finger, and I beam, happiness settling into my heart as I look up at him.

“June. Under the stars?” I ask, and he nods.

“If that’s what you want.”

“The only thing I really want is to be married to you,” I tell him, and he flashes me a grin.

“That’s good, Kitten, ‘cause there was no other option for us. You’re mine until the day I take my last breath.” He leans over me, and I press my hand to his cheek as he presses a soft kiss to my lips.

“I’m the luckiest girl in the world.”

Epilogue

June

“You look gorgeous,” Carly says, beaming as she brushes her hands down her own dress and looks at my reflection in the mirror.

“I feel gorgeous,” I murmur, twisting back and forth as I take in the stunning mermaid sweetheart dress that we found when we all went to New Orleans with my mom.

Izzy steps up beside us and grins. “Logan’s going to lose his shit.”

I can’t help but giggle because that was the whole point of this dress – get my soon to be husband all worked up so that when everyone leaves and we disappear into the cabin for our honeymoon, he can’t control himself. Looking at the three of us lined up in the mirror, love wells up inside me, and I feel so incredibly lucky.

“I honestly don’t know what I would do without you two. You’re the best friends a girl could ever ask for,” I whisper, taking each of their hands in mine, and Izzy looks up at the ceiling while Carly fans her eyes.

“Jesus, don’t make me cry,” Izzy shouts but her voice lacks conviction.

“We love you, too,” Carly says, smiling through the tears gathering in her eyes. I grab a tissue off the table and pass it to her. As she dabs at her eyes, Izzy takes a couple deep breaths and meets my eyes again.