Page 87 of Sweet Trouble
When the front door opened, there was a happy chorus ofshoesfrom inside, and she glanced up at Tripp.
“It’s okay,” he said. “I get it now. We’re all a little sentimental aroundhere, that’s all.”
She squeezed his hand, feeling so proud of this incredible man who was going to be her husband.
They headed past the living room with its twinkling tree, and down the hallway of photos to join the family that filled the fragrant kitchen with smiles and laughter.
“I hope this isn’t too much,” Tripp murmured to her, pausing just at the threshold.
“This is perfect,” she told him, meaning it. “This is everything I could ever want.”
“You’reeverything I’ve ever wanted,” he told her, squeezing her hand.
And then they were being pulled into the room, with her sisters-in-law-to-be hugging her and admiring her pretty little ring, and Tripp being embraced and congratulated by his brothers, while everyone welcomed Mari, Posey, Gram, and Grampy to the family.
When Tripp caught Jillian’s eye, she could see the joy on her own face reflected in his. And he was more handsome than he had ever been.
They were right where they were supposed to be.
Somehow, they had been granted this incredible second chance, a beautiful Christmas miracle.
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