“You ready to marry the love of your life?” she asks, leaning on the balcony railing beside me.
“Yeah, I am.” I glance at her, noting the permanent glow of happiness she wears. She and Hudson tied the knot last week. “Any advice?”
“Don’t throw your phone off a mountain.”
“If I did, Brutus would probably step on it.”
We share a laugh as my future husband steps out of the helicopter with his groomsmen, his mom, and Winnie.
She’s officiating the wedding today, and I couldn’t be happier about that. She’s the reason Dash and I met. I haven’t gotten her to confess to cancelling the other bookings that first day I went to the fire watch tower, but I strongly suspect she was behind the trip for one that changed my life.
“Let’s go,” Gabby announces, looping arms with Devin and Alanna. “Time to get this show on the road.”
Blaze trots beside me as I head to the start of the trail leading to the landing pad. I squeeze the amethyst in my pocket as we walk—because I had to have a wedding dress with pockets for my crystals. My tribe of besties walks in front of me, creating a wall so Dash can’t see me until I’m just feet away.
When they part, his expression is everything.
It’s filled with love, longing, and so much adoration.
If I ever doubted my rash decision to uproot my old life for the one I’m building now with Dash, I no longer do. Any tinybubbles of leftover doubt float up into the sky and disappear. I love my life with him. I love it so damn much.
“You look beautiful,” Dash says, taking my hands into his.
“You like it?”
He looks me up and down, the desire not even a little bit hidden. “I love it,” he says, his words a low growl. He leans closer, until his lips are against the shell of my ear. “I love getting yououtof it even more.”
A zing of desire zips through my body.
God I love this man.
I love the way he desires me. The way he supports me. And most of all, I love the way he loves me for exactly who I am.
“Do you have it?” I ask him, nodding at his pocket.
“Of course I do, baby girl.” He reaches into his pocket to reveal the sunstone I gave him a year ago. “I never go anywhere without it.”
“Really?” Tears prick the corner of my eyes, because I thought I couldn’t love this man any more than I already do. I was wrong.
“I thought you knew that.”
I shake my head.
“I carry it in my pocket so I’ll always have my piece of sunshine with me, even when we’re apart.”
I throw my arms around his neck, set on kissing him. But Winnie’s too quick. She whips out a folder between us, and my lipstick ends up on the words she’s prepared for us today.
Oops.
“How about we get you kids hitched so you can get on to the kissing part?” she asks.
“Sounds like a great idea, Winnie,” Dash says, his gaze pinning me in place. Making me feel as though I’m the only one on this mountain with him. “I’m ready for this woman to be my wife.”