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To lock her doors. Her windows. Trust no one.

Keep everyone out.

But Blake had shown her something different. He’d shown her that loving someone didn’t make her weak. It was through love that Devon had found her true strength.

She’d been absolutely terrified, yet she’d still chosen to fight.

Blake carefully helped her to her feet. Devon winced from the pain, but then she noticed Blake favoring his left side.

“You’re hurting.” She frowned.

He gave her a faint smile. “Little bit, but I’m okay.”

“Blake.”

“Don’t bother with this one,” Lucas teased. “Trust me. I’ve already tried.”

Despite everything, Devon managed a weak smile. Blake brushed a strand of hair away from her face. “Let’s get you to the hospital, sweetheart. And then I’m taking you home.”

She looked at him.

Home.

It used to mean a lifeless apartment with extra locks on the door and windows. Now, it meant something entirely different.

Being home meant being with Blake.

Devon tightened her fingers around his. “Yeah, Blake,” she whispered up at him with a smile. “Take me home.”

EPILOGUE

Three months later . . .

Devon had faced down armed criminals, escaped a locked room, and survived a man who’d been determined to kill her.

Yet somehow, standing beneath a flower-covered arbor in Janie and Emmett’s backyard had her more nervous than any of those things.

She was being silly. Devon knew this. Especially considering the man standing across from her was Blake.

The love of her life. Her best friend. And, in a matter of minutes, her husband.

Blake smiled, and those gorgeous blue eyes of his softened in a way that made her heart do a familiar little flip.

“You okay, Brighton?” he whispered.

Devon glanced at the officiant, who was patiently waiting for them to finish their private conversation.

“Ask me again when this is over, Savage,” she whispered back.

Blake grinned. “Any second thoughts?”

“No.” She squeezed his hands. “About agreeing to write my own vows? Absolutely.”

His quiet chuckle settled some of her nerves.

“Don’t worry. If you forget yours, I’ll just remind everyone how crazy you are about me.”

“Pretty sure they already know.” Devon smiled.