A few moments later, the music started and Brody exhaled slowly. It was time.

He walked outside. Maybe it was the heightened emotion of the moment, but his breath caught in his throat at the sight of Sarah, her hair hanging wet down her back, the daisy tucked simply and beautifully behind her ear. She sat up straight in the chair with a small smile on her lips, waiting for whatever was going to happen next.

He shoved his nerves down, crossed the deck, and took her hand in his. “May I have this dance?”

The song was a popular one on the radio music stations over the last few months, and every single time that it played, he thought of Sarah. It was perfect.

She took his hand and opened her eyes, and he pulled her close in his arms and started swaying her around the deck. They’d danced together once before, at Katie and Damon’s wedding reception, but it was a faster two-step and not the emotion-packed slow song. Never mind how things had shifted between them since then.

“What’s going on?” Her eyes sparkled with question, but she went with it. A fact he was grateful for.

Brody spun her out before pulling her close again. “I wanted a special moment with you.”

She seemed to like the answer and tucked her head under his chin as they moved together. The song floated in the air.

He turned her slowly. “I hope by now, after everything, you know exactly how I feel about you, Sarah.”

She lifted her head a little to look him in the eyes.

“I am completely head over heels in love with you, and I can’t imagine another day without waking up with you in my arms. I’m ready to experience everything we can have together, and I hope like hell you are, too.”

The song washed over them as Brody dipped her low in his arms. Shocked, her lips formed anO, but a second later when he pulled her back up and dropped to one knee, Sarah’s hands flew up to cover her mouth.

“Sarah Lewis, will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?”

Her entire body shook with the surprise as he held out his grandmother’s ruby ring, but he waited for his words to register and when they finally did, she nodded.

“Yes,” she said, the word muffled through her hands. “Yes! This is the craziest thing.” She laughed. “But, yes. A million times, yes!”

From behind them, Rory shrieked.

Brody slid the ring onto her hand, a perfect fit, and jumped to his feet in time to catch Rory and lift her into his arms so they could share an embrace as a new family unit.

“It’s about time,” Rory said, repeating her comment from earlier.

Sarah’s gaze locked onto his. An unshed tear glistened in her eyes. “Itisabout time, isn’t it? For so many reasons.”

Unable to wait a moment longer, Brody closed the distance between them, and kissed his new fiancée.

“Ew!” Rory wiggled out of his arms and jumped down.

He shrugged at her response and once more pulled Sarah close and kissed her properly.

ChapterNineteen

“There’sno way you think this is funny!” Faith paced back and forth in her kitchen. Her sister’s face filled the screen on her laptop that was perched on the counter. And although Hope was usually identical to Faith, the smile on her sister’s face clearly didn’t match the frown on her own. “Because this isnotfunny. Not even a little bit.”

It hadn’t taken long for the article thatfeaturedthe love stories of the Turner twins to make its way to Hope and Levi on their travels. And even less time for them to video call Faith to see what it was they’d missed.

“It’s not that I think it’s funny,” Hope said, trying and failing to hide her amusement. “I think it’s wonderful. You and Logan…we all knew—”

“You know it’s bullshit.” She spun on her toe and faced her sister. “Logan and I are not….well, we’re not anything.” She pointed at the screen. “And you know that.”

Hope raised her eyebrows and Faith had to fight the urge to slam the computer lid down. The article had her seriously fired up. How Dan Drummond had extrapolated that she and Logan were happily coupled up was beyond her.

Was it?

They said a picture was worth a thousand words, and the photo that accompanied the article was…well, it was…