Page 53 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

Travis’s brother, Tanner, stood just inside the chapel and smiled at Mindy before holding his arm out.

She took his arm and walked down the aisle like she’d done it a million times before.

Willow’s father, Bill, covered her hand in the crook of his elbow with his right hand.

The moment Willow entered, the room fell silent, with only The Wedding Song by Paul Stouki playing softly in the background.

Willow felt like the wedding couldn’t get any better, and then her gaze found Travis, and she couldn’t look away from him.

He wore a black tuxedo, just like Tanner, but he was so handsome, his brown-eyed gaze didn’t leave hers.

Her father placed her right hand in Travis’s left. “Take good care of her, son.”

“I will, Bill.” Travis promised.

Bill walked to the first pew behind them on the left side and sat beside her mother.

Grace Williams officiated their ceremony since Colorado didn’t require a judge or church official. That was something Willow didn’t know, and the knowledge took her by surprise when she realized they could have married that day at the stable. The marriage was made legal just by Willow and Travis signing the marriage license and registering it at the Jefferson County Clerk and Recorder’s Office.

“Who gives this woman in marriage to this man?” asked Grace.

Bill stood. “We do, her mother and I.”

“Good. Now, we shall begin. Travis Anthony Morgan, do you take this woman, Willow Esmeralda Adams, to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love, honor and cherish her, through sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, and forsaking all others keep yourself only unto her for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” He looked at Willow, his eyes were bright with unshed tears, just as she was sure hers were.

Grace turned toward Willow. “Willow Esmeralda Adams, do you take this man, Travis Anthony Morgan, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To love, honor, and cherish him, through sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, and forsaking all others keep yourself only unto him for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” They were married. It was official now and her heart felt lighter than it had in years.

“Are there rings to be exchanged?” asked Grace.

“Yes.” Travis pulled a ring from the inside coat pocket of his tux.

“Repeat after me,” said Grace. “With this ring, I thee wed.”

“With this ring, I thee wed.” Travis lifted her left hand and slid the platinum ring in the middle onto her third finger. The ring had diamonds surrounding a sparkling pear-shaped pink sapphire. Then he lifted her hand and kissed her ring.

“Now Willow,” said Grace. “Repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed.”

Willow lifted Travis’s left hand and slipped a gold band with platinum inlay where diamonds were. One large one in the center and four smaller diamonds surrounding it at the corners. The ring fit perfectly because they’d had it sized at a jewelry store.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.” Grace smiled at them like a loving parent.

To think, if she hadn’t hired Willow, none of this would be taking place. She and Travis owed Grace a lot.

Travis gazed down at her.

The powerful love she saw in his eyes stole her breath away.

He took her lips in a gentle kiss and kept it that way.

She didn’t want a carnal kiss for her second wedding memory. Just the gentle-as-a-summer’s-breeze meeting of their lips.

He pulled back and turned to the guests.

They cheered.