by Jill Sanders
“Why didn’t the owners . . . ?” His voice cracked and he swallowed. Amy quickly handed him some water.
Mr. Wither nodded. “I think you’re asking why they weren’t there to meet you.” Logan nodded after taking a sip. “It seems like your clients were running very late, and by the time they made it to the street, the blockade your uncle and Miss Walker here moved aside did the trick for them.” He glanced at Amy. “They turned around thinking the road was closed. They claimed it’s been closed several times before and they had been told never to drive through if it was blocked. Later that evening, after they had made it back into town, they had called your office to make sure the meeting had been canceled.”
After the men left his room, Amy crawled into his bed with him and enjoyed having him hold her. Her mind kept playing over and over how close she’d come to losing him.
She’d been so close to never knowing how wonderful it felt to know she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She still worried about marriage, but with Logan, she knew they would be able to overcome anything together.
In the end, they kept Logan in the hospital for five days, until he had his full eyesight and voice back. He had seven stitches above his left ear, and since they had to shave that part of his head, he had a stylish new ’do that his friends playfully ridiculed.
Gary wouldn’t let Logan or Amy come back to work that first week, but she had promised to bring him into the office so he could see everyone. He’d told her that he wanted to let everyone see firsthand that he was alive and well.
Aiden and Gary had spent a whole day moving all of Logan’s things into her townhouse. She’d been secretly looking for a bigger place, since the puppies were up and running around. They needed a backyard to play in, not the small piece of grass she currently had.
She loved having him live with her, even the dogs seemed much happier. They both enjoyed spending as much time with the dogs as they could while Logan recovered. She knew that their time off from work was coming to an end. Logan was almost back to his old self. They were both feeling antsy and ready to get to work again.
An hour into their first day, Gary walked into their office with a huge pair of scissors.
“What the heck do you need those for?” Logan joked as he leaned slightly in his chair.
“If you two are done with your vacation, follow me.” He turned and walked out of the office.
“Vacation?” Logan took Amy’s hand and followed him to the elevator.
“What’s this about?” Logan asked when the elevator started to move.
“You’ll see.” Gary chuckled.
When the elevator doors opened, there was a bright red ribbon blocking their path. Everyone from the office stood on the other side, smiling at them.
“Now, if you’d do the honors.” Gary handed the scissors to Logan.
Logan looked down at them, then over at her. “Together?” He smiled.
She nodded and took his hand and helped him cut the ribbon.
“It’s official. The executive suite of Rocky Mountain Realty is now open for business. And as one the three owners, I’d like to introduce you to the other two.” He raised his arms and stepped to the side. “The soon to be Mr. and Mrs. Logan Miller.”
Everyone clapped and cheered as Logan pulled her into his arms and kissed her right in front of everyone. Then he moved back. “Easy, darling.” He took a few mock deep breaths. “I did almost suffocate a couple weeks ago.”
“How can I ever forget?” She wrapped one arm around him, never wanting to let go.
Amy took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders. It was now or never. She turned and smiled at Kristen, who looked absolutely stunning in her dress and veil.
“Ready?” Amy whispered.
“It’s now or never,” Kristen said.
Amy chuckled. “My thinking exactly. Good luck.”
Kristen smiled to her friend, then Amy turned and started walking slowly up the church aisle, smiling at everyone she knew as she passed them in the pews. She’d been avoiding making eye contact with Logan since she’d walked into the church. But as she stopped in front, her eyes moved to his and she felt her knees go a little weak. Which was the reason she’d avoided eye contact in the first place.
Taking a few deep breaths, she looked to the back of the church when the music changed and felt tears sting her eyes as Kristen started walking down the aisle on her father’s arm.
Glancing over, she watched Aiden’s expression and felt a tear escape when she noticed his wet eyes. How could she have known there was so much love out there? Her eyes moved to the right side, to where her parents sat, holding hands, and Amy felt like laughing.
She would have never imagined in a million years that their relationship would have worked the way that it did. That because of a stupid piece of paper and vows said in front of loved ones, they couldn’t make it work together. But take all that away and they were perfect for each other.
Glancing once more at Logan, she felt her heart flutter knowing that it didn’t matter if there was a piece of paper, or a building on fire, she would love this man until her dying breath. No matter what.
She stood in front of the church and listened to her best friend read her own vows. By the time Aiden was done with his, there wasn’t a dry eye in the church. Then everyone laughed as Kristen stumbled when the priest told Aiden he could kiss his bride. She’d tripped right into his arms and he didn’t waste a single moment as he planted his lips over hers and everyone cheered.
The reception was held a few doors down at the historic Golden Hotel. The entire ballroom was decked out, thanks to the best bridesmaids a girl could ever have.
The dance floor was crowded as everyone enjoyed their time into the night. The food was delicious, the cake beautiful, and the mood was so romantic, Amy doubted anything could have been more perfect.
When Logan pulled her onto the dance floor, she was a little shocked that no one else was dancing, then the room went silent as a spotlight shone down on them.
“Amy, I’ve been wanting to do this since the first time I said ‘I love you’ . . .” The entire room aahed in unison. “So, Aiden and Kristen graciously allowed me a moment in the spotlight.” He glanced up as everyone chuckled. Then they went silent again as he bent down on one knee and pulled a small black box from his jacket pocket.
“Amy Walker, I’d go through heaven and hell to be with you. I want to grow old and raise puppies and kids with you. With you next to me, I’d be the luckiest man alive. Will you marry me?”
She wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded. “Yes, of course I will.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Photo © 2015 Daryl Sanders
Jill Sanders is The New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Pride Series, Secret Series, West, and Grayton Series romance novels. She continues to lure new readers with her sweet and sexy stories. Her books are available in every English-speaking country as audiobooks, and are now being translated into six different languages.
Born as an identical twin to a large family, she was raised in the Pacific Northwest, later relocating to Colorado for college and a successful IT career before discovering her talent as a writer. She now makes her home along the Emerald Coast in Florida where she enjoys the beach, hiking, swimming, wine tasting, and of course writing. Readers can connect with Jill on Facebook (www.facebook.com/JillSandersBooks) and Twitter (@JillMSanders) or visit her website, www.JillSanders.com.