“You told Mattie that we were all part of nature,” Aria went on. “And I was thinking just now... this is my perfect habitat.”
She looked around, like she was taking in the whole backyard. Goldenrod and roses growing in their unruly beds. Luke getting roped into a game of badminton with Mattie, Theo, and Jillian. Ben showing Gretchen how to put the perfect char on the burgers. Martin pouring Tiffani a glass of wine. Mel and Doreen stringing up lights that could keep the party going after the sun went down.
Colby knew everything she was seeing, and he felt the exact same way.
“It’s pretty perfect for me too.”
“This is my life at its most natural,” Aria said. “When I met you—when we made this huge family together—I realized I’m exactly who I’m supposed to be.” She kissed him. “And exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
“I remember something else I said that day,” Colby said. “I told you thanks. You asked for what. And—it was all of that. It was everything.”
He had everything now. They both did.
And they were at the heart of all of it, dancing together, perfectly in tune.