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I laughed through the tears, and he grinned as our family and friends laughed with him. It was something I'd gotten used to—his weird sense of humor. But he never failed to help me smile even on my worst days. It was one of the things I loved most about him.

"I love you," he said. "Today and every day for the rest of our lives."

The officiant turned to me. "And do you have vows?"

I nodded and took a breath. "There was a time when I thought my life was over. I thought I'd lost everything. But then I met you and realized I hadn't lost anything. I'd just been waiting for the right person." I squeezed his hands. "You're crazy and impulsive and you make decisions without thinking them through. Butyou're also kind and generous and you believed in me when no one else did. You gave me the adventure I'd always wanted."

His eyes were bright and I knew he was fighting tears too.

"I love you," I said. "I loved you when we eloped, and I love you now, and I'll love you when we're old and gray and surrounded by all those sugar-obsessed children and hopefully someday, grandchildren."

He laughed and pulled me closer, but the officiant spoke over us, as if giving us permission to do what Kade was already starting.

"Then by the power vested in me," the officiant said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. Again. You may kiss your bride."

Kade kissed me so hard I had to grab him to avoid falling over, and our families cheered and whistled. When he let me breathe again, we were both grinning like idiots.

This was it. This was our beginning. Not in some drunken Vegas chapel but here, surrounded by everyone we loved, making promises we intended to keep.

And it was perfect.

I didn't need an eight-thousand-dollar gown or five hundred guests. All I needed was the support of my family, a healthy body to sustain me, and the love of the man in front of me. I knew I'd need sunglasses. My future was bright.

If you loved Kade and Lainey’s runaway wedding…

wait until you meet the man who doesn’t run —he commands.

Boss Daddy is waiting.

“I was paid to destroy him.

Instead, I let him ruin me.”

My boss is a legend at Locke Global.

Cold. Untouchable.

A billionaire CEO who eats interns for breakfast.

Asher Locke is also broken.

Widowed. Grieving. Drowning in bourbon and silence.

And I was sent to finish him.