Page 63 of Casey's Hero

Her cheeks burned as she imagined what she must have looked like, flying down the aisle at Camila. “Any one of you would have stopped her.”

He shook his head. “Not in time.” Jacob squeezed her arm against his side. “I didn’t get a chance to tell you how beautiful you are, Casey Wesson.”

She smiled up at him. “You look amazing in your uniform. You took my breath away when I came out of the back. A man dressed like that,” she said, waving a hand over his body, “could sweep a girl off her feet.”

“Then I’m glad I chose to wear this.” He leaned close. “Is it too soon to ask you to marry me?”

Casey shot a glance toward him, her gaze meeting his. “You’re kidding, right?”

Jacob shook his head. “No. I never believed in love at first sight…until I met you.” He held up a hand. “Don’t answer me yet. I can see you need time to get to know me. But I’m sure you’ll learn to love me. I’ll make sure you do. Because I know in my heart that you’re the woman for me, and I’ll do everything in my power to prove to you that I’m your guy.”

Casey’s heart pounded against her chest, and her vision blurred. “Jacob, I don’t need time to get to know you. I love you now, and I know in my heart I always will.”

Jacob smoothed his hand down her arm to grasp her hand.

They’d been speaking in whispers, but now that the bride and groom had left the chapel, all eyes were on them.

Casey’s face heated, and her heart swelled. “How fast can you run?”

“Faster than you. I’m not wearing heels.” He winked. “Ready?”

She nodded.

Holding hands, Casey ran down the aisle and out of the chapel, eager to start her new life with the Navy SEAL of her dreams. Who knew she’d fall for a military guy?

Hell. She of all people should have known.

Who could resist a man in uniform?

EPILOGUE

Jacob rolled onto his side,pulling Casey with him. They lay naked in the bed in Casey’s apartment after hours of exploring every inch of each other’s bodies. Yeah, he could see himself with her for the long-term. He could get used to waking up every day with her beside him.

The wedding reception at the Big Wave had been rowdy with lots of beer and many toasts to the bride and groom. They’d seen Hawk and Kalea off in the rented limousine. The bride and groom’s next stop had been the airport for their flight to their honeymoon in the Crazy Mountains near Eagle Rock, Montana.

“Mmm.” Casey moaned. “What a night.”

“Which part?” Jacob asked. “The part where you tackled the woman who was ruining your wedding plans? Or the part where we ditched the wedding party and came back to your place?”

She chuckled. “Both.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead and then each of her eyelids. “Did I tell you Hank spoke to the police and the DEA after the wedding?”

She leaned up on one elbow, a frown furrowing her pretty brow. “No, you didn’t.”

He grinned sheepishly. “I guess I forgot.”

She playfully slapped his bare chest, her hand coming to rest over his heart. “How could you forget something that important?”

“I had my mind on something else…rather…someone else.” He pulled her over until she lay on top of him and then kissed her thoroughly.

Casey returned the kiss, breaking it off first. “You’re stalling. What did Hank say?”

“He said Camila’s cousins confessed to the kidnapping, and that Camila put them up to it.”

“I thought they were a tight-knit family.” Casey’s brow wrinkled. “How did they get her cousins to confess?”

Jacob’s lips twisted in a wry grin. “In exchange for leniency on their drug trafficking charge.” His grin broadened. “They said they were tired of her loco behavior.”

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