Page 117 of The Reluctant Siren

She turned to her dad, giving him a vibrant smile. “Onlythree sniper positions.”

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. “I appreciatethat, baby girl. You should know I might have paid Taggart to put a guard oneach of them. Though he’s already hit me with three lasers, and I’m pretty surehe brought water guns for the reception. I love that asshole. Keeps thingsfun.”

It was good to know everyone was going to enjoy her wedding.

She was going to enjoy her marriage. For the rest of herlife.

“It’s time,” her mom said from the doorway.

Greer stepped up and kissed her on the cheek. “See you whenyou’re Mrs. Wiley-Jensen.”

Her dad frowned. “I think they should be Dawsons.”

They were actually talking about it. She didn’t want tohyphenate her name, and she kind of was attached to Dawson. Her Uncle Lucas hadgiven up his last name and changed it to O’Malley to match his partners. “We’llsee about it. Hey, I’m just lucky I found the nicest most tolerant pastor inthe world.”

She was sure her parents’ generous donation had a little todo with it, but she was getting the wedding she’d never even thought to dreamof.

She followed them out of the bridal suite into the atrium.There was only the slightest hint of smoke left, and someone had reset thosecandles.

There was nothing so broken it couldn’t be salvaged in someway. Sometimes in truly spectacular ways.

She looked down the aisle at those two glorious men whostood there waiting for her. The music started and she felt her heart race. Notout of fear or cold feet.

This was happening. It was finally happening.

Gigi went down the aisle, with Gabe resting a handpossessively on her arm as he led her away.

Ruby and Jack were next, and then Greer and Travis Taggart,who’d oddly become one of Jensen’s best friends.

Then it was her turn.

“Are you sure?” her dad asked out of the side of his mouth.“There’s still time to run.”

“She’s not leaving,” Papa said with a smile. “She knows whatshe wants.”

Her dad offered his arm. “Well, they’ve grown on me. ButGreer is going to be married to her career.”

Papa huffed, an amused sound. “Sure, she is. Let’s go. I’vebeen looking forward to this since the day you were born.”

She threaded her arms through theirs.

Jensen and Niall looked up at the same time, and theirsmiles lit up the whole church.

“You’ve been trying to marry her off since she was born?”Dad returned. “And I’m the asshole dad?”

“I wasn’t trying to marry her off. I was looking forward toher wedding,” Papa argued.

“Not what I heard. I heard I’m the good one,” Dad continued.

They could argue all the way down the aisle. It would befitting.

“Hush. I love you both. Now get me down this aisle,” shesaid with a smile.

Her dad took a long breath. “Just because you’re gettingmarried, you should know you’ll always be our girl.”

“Always,” her papa agreed.

Always. And always theirs.

The music changed, the wedding march beginning, and Harlowstarted the walk into her happily ever after.