Page 123 of The Lucky Heart (Jamison Valley 3)
Breathtaking. My man—no, my future husband was breathtaking.
My feet turned automatically. When his arms opened wide, I started jogging, running right toward my dream. I launched myself at him from two feet away and he swept me up and held me tight as I buried my face in his neck, whispering, “Yes.”
His rich chuckle vibrated into my hair.
“I can’t believe you remembered.”
“I remember everything.”
I giggled. “I’ll make note of that.”
“Good idea,” he said. “Now kiss me and you’ll get your ring.”
I leaned back and immediately latched my lips onto his. With his fingers threaded in my hair, he slanted my head so our tongues could twist.
We let that kiss say it all. Promises of love. Oaths to honor. Vows to cherish. When we broke apart, all that was left to do was celebrate with the crowd clapping and whistling around us. I hadn’t even heard them until now.
“Congratulations!” chorused around as Silas and I were mobbed by family and friends. Jess and Gigi emerged from the crowd with the kids in tow. We all exchanged hugs and I promised Rowen that she could be my flower girl.
Maisy, Coby and Beau found us next. Then Emmeline, Nick and baby Draven Slater came over followed by Paxon. Khloe had even managed to sneak downtown, disguised in a hat and huge sunglasses.
The Drummonds, too, came over to offer their congratulations with Mason in tow. When Annie walked away, she looked back with a smile but had sad tears in her eyes.
The bittersweet moment passed when Olivia came right into my space and pulled me in for a tight embrace. “Welcome to the family, sweetie.”
“Thank you.” I hugged her back.
This was my family. Felicity’s Journey Home had been more successful than I could have ever imagined.
Only two things dampened this moment. Sabrina’s absence. And Elliot’s. I scanned the faces around us but saw no sign of Silas’s dad. His loss. Today was a day that people in this town would be talking about for decades.
“Drinks!” Silas called and the masses erupted in applause while shuffling toward the Silver Dollar Saloon. As people moved, Silas grabbed my hand and held me back.
“We’re not going?”
“Nah.” He smirked. “I just needed to get them to leave us alone so we could go home.” His lips brushed against mine. “We’re having a private celebration.”
“Don’t you think it’s rude for us to just ditch them?” I whispered.
“Yeah, it is. I just don’t give a fuck. They’ll figure it out.”
I smiled. “Yeah. They will.” I pulled on his hand and led my handsome fiancé home, where we celebrated all night long.
Then again in the morning.
“I wasn’t sure that you’d be up for showings today.” Paxon leaned against my car with a cocky stance.
“Why is that?”
“Thought Silas would have worn you out.” He grinned and shook his head. “I see that I’m going to need to give your man some stamina tips before your honeymoon.”
“That won’t be necessary.” I patted his arm. “I have no complaints about Silas’s stamina.” None whatsoever.
“Did you two decide on a wedding date?”
I nodded. “The end of August.” Just three months away.
“Damn. You aren’t messing around.”
