She grinned. “A sexy dream?”
“Part of it, yes.” Until Frank shot me. I didn’t tell her that. Instead, I drove us out on my land to the river. By the time we arrived and I’d helped her into the bed of the truck, the moon and stars were out.
“This is very romantic,” she said with the sweetest smile on her face.
“Good.” With the pads and pillows arranged, I sat against the cab and pulled her next to me. “In my dream, you told me that you and I weren’t wrong. Not if I loved you.”
“I was very smart in your dream.”
I kissed her head. “Yes, just like in life. Then Frank showed up with his shotgun, and, mind you, you were naked.”
She winced.
“Anyway, he asked if I was willing to risk my life, and I told him, yes, I was willing to risk it all.”
She pressed her palm to my cheek. “I hope our love doesn’t cost you—”
“Admittedly, I wasn’t sure what the dream meant in terms of risk, but then I realized losing you was a cost I couldn’t bear. Whatever I had to risk to have you with me, I was willing to do.”
“I love you.”
“Good. Because I have something for you.” I pulled out the item I’d picked up earlier when I’d left her with Tucker.
She gasped at the little black box. “Mo.”
I flipped it open to show two gold bands. “If you don’t like them, we can take them back. But you and I are married. It’s time that we act like it.”
A tear ran down her cheek. “You’re so romantic.” She took the larger ring and held it up to me. “A symbol of my undying love.” She slipped it on my left ring finger.
I took the other ring. “This is my promise to spend my life making you happy.” I slipped it on her finger and then pulled her hand to my lips to kiss it before kissing her.
“I’m so happy.”
I smiled. “One more thing.” I pulled another box from my pocket and opened it to show the diamond ring I’d bought. “I know this is backward, but will you marry me?”
She laughed. “Ah, okay.”
“This time with a real ceremony. In front of friends and family. I want to do this right.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she said, kissing me all over my face. I sli
pped the ring on her finger next to her wedding band.
I pulled her in my arms. “The dream is complete, except you’re still dressed.”
She scooted down until she was lying on her back. “Well then, let’s get naked.”
Epilogue
Brooke: Four Months Later
I had no clue that life could be even better than a fairy tale until that night out in the back of Mo’s truck. That night, he’d let go of all his concerns and was one-hundred-percent committed to me. I committed everything I had right back to him.
Since then, life was beyond all I could hope for. Yes, my father was still a jerk sometimes, but he was coming around. So much so that he was now walking me down the aisle to rejoin my life with Mo’s. This time, our friends and family were all there.
Sinclair, with Wyatt and her daughter, smiled as I walked by. Now that things were right with Mo and me, she wasn’t threatening to fire me. Trina was there, too, with her new husband, Ryder, and she was just starting to show with their child due in late spring.
Tucker grinned and gave me a thumbs-up, and I was glad to see him happy with his life in Salvation, although, sometimes I wondered if he was putting on airs for me.