Page 88 of Some Kind of Right
“Colin’s the best man I’ve ever met,” I said.
“He loves you so much. Last night at dinner, he was so sweet with your mom. And his mom, too. I assumed she’d be stuck-up, and I remember her being very particular about her wine, but she wasn’t what I expected.”
“She loves Colin, I can tell. She’s not the kind of mom that we had. She doesn’t show her love consistently (and his dad not at all), and so Colin grew up depending only on himself. But theirs is a different world.” I sighed.
“It’s great that he fits so well into yours, and you can influence his.” Angie put her head on my shoulder.
“Agreed. We … fit together in so many ways. I can tell him anything, and he says he can share everything with me too.”
“I’m so happy for you, little bear,” she whispered.
“Thank you, big bear.” We sat in silence, and that’s how we both fell asleep.
The next morning, Angie and I struggled. We woke up around eleven, and after showering and eating the breakfast my mother made us, we all began our spa day at a hotel near the wedding venue.
I enjoyed the time with my mom and best friend, letting the massage and mani/pedi relax me as much as a bride can be the day before her wedding.
Colin and I had decided we wouldn’t see each other until the wedding, but a call from him right before dinner that night was exactly what I needed.
“I miss you,” he announced when I answered.
“I miss you too.”
“Tell me you’ll be there tomorrow to say ‘I do.’” It was both a command and a hopeful request.
“Most definitely,” I giggled.
“I’ll be waiting for you. I can’t wait for tomorrow night after the wedding too,” he said.
“We may be too tired from the wedding,” I said, playing with my engagement ring so that it sparkled when the light hit it just right.
“There’s no way I’ll be too tired to show you how much I love you. And I’ll love you even more once you’re my wife.”
“Yourwife! I love the word.”
“I loveyou. And, Kate,” he said quietly, “I think you saved me. I didn’t believe in happy endings before you.”
I drew in a deep, satisfying breath.
“I love you, Colin, and I can’t wait to marry you.”
“Goodbye, my love. Enjoy your evening and sleep well.”
I was sure I wouldn’t sleep a wink.
Tomorrow, I marry the man of my dreams.
For the first time in my life, the future felt less like something to fear and more like the beginning of everything I’d ever wanted.
