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He pulled the large diamond ring from the black box and slid it onto her ring finger. It was a perfect fit. She flew forward, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“I love you so much,” she cried out, gripping him tight.

“I love you, too,” he murmured against her ear.

This day had to be the most perfect day of her life. She had reunited with her parents and had now just promised to spend the rest of her life with the man she loved.

Epilogue

Mac and Sarena’s wedding reception was in full swing. As the best man, Declan was off duty. Mac and Sarena were officially married, and now it was time for him to snag a dance with the woman who had captured his attention the entire day. Sarena may have been a beautiful bride, but Declan’s sights had been on Aspen.

The reception was held at an exclusive hotel in downtown Columbia. The ballroom was decorated with plush linens, silks, and endless amounts of flowers. Sarena had certainly outdone herself with the planning.

He strode through the crowd and searched the tables. He was sure Aspen would be sitting down. It had been months since the press conference, and now, after her intense physical therapy, she only used the cane for long distances.

His gaze landed on her sitting by herself. Music blared through the speakers while laughter and drunk partiers sang to the popular song filling the airwaves.

Declan took his time walking over to Aspen. He drank in her dress that hugged her curves. It highlighted her deep cleavage, and Declan’s mouth watered from the knowledge of what was hidden beneath it. The wine-colored dress brought out the smooth tones of her skin. Her feet, encased in low heels, tapped to the beat of the music. She tossed her dark hair over her shoulder, unaware of him approaching her.

His lips curved up in the corner while he watched her dance in her seat. The song morphed into a slow song.

Perfect.

“May I have this dance?” he asked, holding his hand out.

Her body jerked, and she swung around to him. A full grin spread across her face.

“Declan,” she breathed, pushing her hair from her face.

“Come on,” he encouraged.

“I don’t know.” Her brows dipped down in a frown. She glanced around the dance floor.

He could see the concern on her face and knew she yearned to be out amongst the dancers.

“Don’t worry. I got you.”

Her gaze turned back to him, and he switched on his charm with a winning grin. The hesitation disappeared from her face as a smile spread across her lips. “Trust me.”

Her hand slid in his, and he pulled her from the chair. He took notice she’d left her cane and allowed him to tug her behind him to the dance floor. He turned and drew her directly into his arms.

Exactly where she belonged.

She reached up and entwined her fingers at the base of his neck. He eased her closer, leaving no room between them. Her soulful eyes held his gaze, and he found himself falling into the deep pools.

“The wedding was beautiful,” she murmured.

“It was. I never thought I’d see the day Mac would get married.” He chuckled. “Did you see his face?”

“I think if Sarena would have been a few minutes later, he would have gone searching for her.” Aspen giggled, laying her head on his chest as they swayed to the slow song.

“I thought I’d have to cuff him to hold him still.” He laughed.

Sarena had been three minutes late, and that had to have been the longest three minutes of Mac’s life. Mac was never one to have patience, and being made to wait at the altar was almost a code red situation.

Later they found out it had been the flower girl having to pee who’d held up the bride coming out.

“Well, let’s just say they are perfect together.”

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