Page 204 of Silver Fox Puck

“I knew I wanted to give them back to you once I was sure you’d stay.”

She whispers against my lips. “Took you long enough for that, too, Silver Fox.”

I huff a laugh. Then, without thinking—without hesitating—I murmur, soft but certain—

“Marry me.”

Kenzie stills. Blindsided. She blinks, stunned, like she misheard.

Her breath catches.

And for a moment, I wonder if I just fucked this up completely.

Then—

Her mouth curves into a slow, knowing grin.

And she throws a leg over me, straddling my waist.

“Say it again.”

My hands find her hips, holding tight. And this time, I don’t hesitate.

“Marry me, Flight.”

Her laugh is breathless. Her eyes bright.

And when she leans down to kiss me—

It’s a yes.

It’s always been a yes.

Epilogue

The ocean breeze ruffles the hem of my dress. The waves lap at the shore, a steady rhythm against the golden sand.

Walking down the wedding aisle as I stand out of sight from the guests is Allie, Talia, and Jessica, all dressed in beautiful pastel blue. All here as my bridesmaids to celebrate my marriage. The thought of my wedding day actually happening makes me teary eyed.

I look through the gauzy drapes and watch Talia’s proud and sassy head turn to the side, a smirk turning up her lips. The recipient of such a gaze? Kingston. I guess love—and lust—really is in the air today.

My eyes sweep the crowd again, landing on dear Olivia traipsing down the aisle and dropping flower petals in her sweet little way. My heart swells.

And standing at the edge of it all—

Is Grant, waiting for me.

My heart pounds, but not with nerves. Just awe. Even after everything—after the push and pull, the fights, the fear—he’s here.

He’s mine.

And I’m his.

Jake adjusts my veil. “Still time to change your mind,” he mutters.

I snort. “Not a chance.”

He grumbles something about old men and bad decisions, but when I look at him— His eyes are soft. Proud.

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