Camille leaned back. “So what number are we talking?”
Aaron gave her an apologetic smile. “It’s looking like it might land somewhere around two hundred.”
Camille shook her head then sighed.
“Alright. So be it.”
She took a bite of her food. “What about music?”
“They’re some nice hymns we can consider.”
“And the reception?”
Aaron shrugged.
“Something fun. Damian has already volunteered to DJ.”
Camille laughed. “What’s his taste in music like?”
“It’s usually decent. Adam and I schooled him on proper music growing up. But we’ll give him a hit list to be safe.”
He began counting again.
“Earth, Wind and Fire, Donna Summer, ABBA, The Bee Gees, Neil Diamond—”
She raised a brow.
“NotSweet Caroline, I hope.”
Aaron laughed and reached out to gently brush the back of his hand along her cheek. “No, sweetheart. We have our own song.”
She studied him curiously. “What’s that?”
Aaron began singing softly. “I could stay awake just to hear you breathing…Watch you smile while you are sleeping…”
Camille’s eyes immediately filled with warmth as she listened.
“…While you're far away and dreaming…I could spend my life in this sweet surrender…”
His voice grew a little stronger. “I could stay lost in this moment forever…When every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure…”
Camille joined him, her voice soft but steady.
Together they sang the chorus.
“I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep, 'Cause I'd miss you, babe, And I don't wanna miss a thing…”
They both laughed when they reached the end, the sound echoing lightly through the quiet secluded area of the restaurant.
When the laughter faded she looked at him with shining eyes.
“You’re really happy about this, aren’t you?”
Aaron reached for her hand.
“After losing Scarlette, I never thought lightning could strike twice in the same place.”
His voice softened.