Page 123 of June: Jess' Story

“Are you my person?” Damian looks me in the eyes, asking me wholeheartedly.

“Unequivocally.” I say, meaning it.

“Then okay. Come back to your wedding reception.” And then he simply holds out his hand for me to take.

Level-ten perfection.This man.

We leave Alex in the hallway, neither of us acknowledging him, but before we get back to the dining room, Damian pulls me into a quiet hall.

Before he can say anything, I’m kissing him as hard as I can.

“I love you so much, Damian.” I’m crying. “I told him to go home and he kissed me. I didn’t want it.”

“Shhh,” he soothes me. “I believe you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah, I do.”

And if I thought I couldn’t be happier or more in love with this man, I would be dead-ass wrong at this exact moment. Because this was my end-all be-all. He was my pièce de résistance. He was my sun and my moon, my beginning and end. He was my serendipity. And he was all mine.

“Only yours,” I whisper across his lips.

“Only mine,” he whispers back.

The End…for now.