Dead To Me (Cold Case Psychic Book 5)
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Greeley had been true to his word in that he kept in close touch with Kaye in the two weeks that they’d been home from Kansas. He’d been positive that Kaye was going to show up, even though she hadn’t told him that in those precise words.
Oh, well No matter. He had bigger fish to fry. Vows to recite and a ring to slip on Ronan’s finger.
“Tennyson, would you begin with your vows?”
He took a deep breath and reached out for Ronan’s hand. “So many people talk about love at first sight. We didn’t have that.” Ten laughed. “It was a bit more like distrust at first sight. We had to work for this day. We worked damn hard to get from that first day to this first day, Ronan.”
“Damn right we did.” Ronan nodded, using his free hand to wipe away the tears that were starting in his own eyes.
“Today is our first day as husbands. It is love at first sight today. I vow to always be true to you no matter what. I vow to always kiss you goodnight. I vow to be kind and honest and thoughtful and to always put your needs ahead of my own. Most of all, I promise to sleep by your bedside when you get shot again.” Ten laughed. “I mean, let’s face it, we all know you’re gonna get your ass shot again at some point in time.”
Ronan burst out laughing too. He was shaking his head no.
“Lastly, I vow to be the best father and role-model to our future children that I can possibly be. I promise not to always be the fun parent.” Ten laughed again. “I’ll leave some of the fun duties for you, like the middle of the night feedings, projectile vomit duty, and the poop diapers that are so volcanic that they overflow and fill up the feet of those onesie pajamas.” Ten started laughing again. “Our life together is going to be an adventure and there’s no one I’d rather take stoplight selfies with than you, Ronan O’Mara.” Tennyson took Ronan’s ring from Carson and slipped it on his finger.
“Ronan, would you recite your vows?”
Ronan was laughing so hard that he held up a hand. He tried to take a deep breath but only laughed harder. “Wow!” he managed, turning around to look at his side of the wedding party and then the guests. “How do you top that?”
Greeley shot him a thumbs up.
He took a deep breath and turned back to Tennyson. “I remember when I was in the hospital recovering from being shot.” Ronan put his hand over the scars on his chest. “I was in and out of consciousness a lot, but every time I woke up, you were always there. Day or night, Ten, you were always there for me. I know it was sort of a joke when you said you’d be at my bedside when I get shot again, but the truth of it is that I know you will. You were the reason I survived. I had to find out what happened next in our story.” He gave Ten’s hand a squeeze before he kissed the back of it. “I know not every day is going to be like this one, with a crowd of our friends and family cheering us on. There will be days where we struggle alone and others where we succeed only in each other’s eyes. I say bring those days on, because we’ll face them together.”
It was Ten’s turn to swipe at the tears in his eyes.
“You think you’re gonna be the fun parent? Ha! I’ll be the one who feeds the kids way too much sugar and lets them stay up past their bedtime, while you stuff them full of kale and have them tucked in by 7pm. We’ll read a million stories and travel to far off lands where we rescue princesses and find buried treasure. Best of all, Ten, we’ll do it all together. As Grimm-O’Maras. Or O’Mara-Grimms. The first way makes it sound like we’re a heavy metal band, but we’ll be the happiest family ever, because in about thirty seconds, you’re going to be my husband.” Ronan turned to the audience of friends and well-wishers. “You hear that everyone? I do!” Ronan opened his mouth to say something else when something in the back of the room seemed to catch his attention.
Tennyson saw Ronan hesitate and followed his line of sight to the double doors where a figure stood. He squinted his eyes, and couldn’t be one hundred percent sure, but it looked like Kaye Grimm was standing in the back of the ballroom. Whoever it was looked like they couldn’t decide whether to go or to stay. “I do too!” Ten crowed. He held out his hand for Ronan to put his ring back on. He’d felt lost all day without it.
Greeley handed Ronan the ring and Ronan slid it back onto Tennyson’s finger.
“By the power vested in me by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts and the Witch City, I declare you legally wed. Ronan, you may kiss your husband. Tennyson, you may kiss yours back.”
“I love you so much Tennyson O’Mara!” Ronan didn’t give Ten a chance to answer, he pulled his new husband into his arms and kissed him hard.
Tennyson was along for the ride at this point. He wrapped his arms around his husband’s neck and kissed him back.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you for the first time, The Grimm-O’Maras! Or, the O’Mara-Grimms!”
Ten raised their joined hands over their heads as their friends and family applauded them.
Ronan grabbed Ten’s hand and pulled him off to the side. “Look, I know we have to get outside for the pictures and everything, but I have to ask you a question first.”
“You want to know how it’s possible to see Erin and our daughter, right?” Ten knew Ronan was going to ask this question.
Ronan shook his head no. “I’m way past that, husband. Mom explained it all to me back in my dressing room. I want to know what our little miss whispered to you.”
Tennyson couldn’t help smiling at his newly minted husband. The look on his face was pure curiosity. “Actually, the message was for you.”
Ronan’s mouth dropped open. “For me? I don’t understand.”
“I don’t either, Ronan.” It was true. Ten had heard the message loud and clear, but the words didn’t mean anything to him. It was the reason he knew the message was for Ronan. “She said, ‘I love you to Dublin and back.’ Does that mean anything to you?”
Ronan burst into tears. They were most definitely of the happy sort of tears, but he was crying so hard, he couldn’t answer Ten’s question. Ten pulled his husband into his arms and held him close.
There would be plenty of time later, once Ronan’s tears were dry, for him to explain why their little Irish lass had said those words and why they were making his newlywed husband cry like this on their wedding day.
From where Tennyson was standing, he could see the Irish lass in question. She was giggling. Her strawberry-blonde hair was bouncing around her face. Tennyson would keep the rest of what she whispered in his ear to himself. Some things were best left as surprises.
Book six of the Cold Case Psychic series, Dead Ringer will be available on July 10, 2018!
Cold Case Detective and newlywed, Ronan O’Mara, is sitting on top of the world. When he returns to work after his honeymoon, he finds more waiting for him than a stack of dusty cold case files. Hidden in the mail on Ronan’s desk is a letter from Tank Hutchins, aka The Riverside Ripper. Convicted of murdering a woman three years ago, Tank claims he is innocent and asks Ronan and Tennyson for their help in proving who really committed the crime: his twin brother.
Psychic, Tennyson Grimm, is reluctant to meet with the convicted murderer who’s placed his faith in Ten’s gift. When Tennyson realizes Tank is innocent of the crime for which he’s serving twenty-five to life, he knows that he and Ronan have to do whatever it takes to set things right.
Together with Tank’s private investigator, the mysterious Jude Byrne, Ronan and Tennyson retrace the steps of the original investigation hoping to find the one piece of evidence that will get Tank’s conviction overturned and bring the real killer to light.
When new evidence leads them to believe there’s a larger conspiracy at play, will Tennyson and Ronan be able to find the killer before he returns to finish his diabolical plan?
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