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Wife. I cannot wait to see you. I can’t wait to begin this chapter of our lives together. I know I should save some of this for our vows, just know that today is one of the happiest days of my life.

To be yours, to be able to love you forever? What a fucking honor.

Cal is also antsy, so we hope you’ll be here soon.

He sent a picture of Callahan standing on the stairs to the entrance of the Wildes Town Hall.

Smiling, Daisy typed out a reply.

Daisy

Seriously, save that romance for when we’re committing ourselves to each other. Roe and I are heading your way soon. I can’t wait to see you. Give that kid a kiss from me.

Hotshot

I’ll be the one in a black suit with tears in my eyes.

Daisy

Love you, you ridiculous man.

Sliding her phone into her clutch, she grabbed her heels and walked downstairs to where Monroe was waiting at the front door. Her four Patch employees were standing outside and Eden grinned as she handed over the bouquet of tulips, peonies, carnations and of course, daisies.

“Congratulations, boss.”

“Thank you,” she said softly, smiling at each of them. “I’ll see you at the bistro after, yeah?”

“Absolutely, wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Ripley stepped forward to hug her and so did everyone else. Once they’d all congratulated her again, she slipped on her heels.

“All right, let’s get me married,” she announced and climbed into Monroe’s truck with Boots in the backseat.

Given how small Wildes was, and since they were keeping this a secret, they’d planned for her to sneak in through the back. So once Monroe was parked, the three of them hurried inside. As they were guided up to where the wedding would happen, Daisy flexed her hand around her bouquet. Her heart raced and tears pricked the back of her eyes, the excitement coursing through her was refreshing.

Right until the moment they heard Cal’s voice, she was doing fine. Boots barked a few times and rushed over to find his kid, causing absolute chaos. They’d barely come around the corner when everyone turned to face her. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Monroe join Wyatt to the side, but her entire focus was on the man she was about to marry. His eyes danced across her body like he was trying to find all the places where he’d marked her, then down the length of her saree before moving back to her face.

“Hero,” he whispered and she swallowed hard, struggling to keep it together.

“Raff.”

“Prettiest human in the fucking world.”

“You said a bad word,” Callahan supplied and when he turned to her, his jaw went slack. “You look like a princess.”

“And you look like my Prince Charming.”

He puffed out his chest and her eyes filled with tears. He was wearing a smaller version of the black suit Rafferty was wearing. No tie, because her boys didn’t like that kind of restriction. Where his father’s shirt was open to flash the tattoos on his chest, Cal was wearing a simple white v-neck T-shirt.

“Ms. Heroux, Mr. Ames. We’re ready for you.” She nodded at the staff member and walked towards her husband, who was still ogling her. She looped her arm through his and with Callahan by their side, they walked into the room where a justice of the peace was waiting surrounded by every flower imaginable.

“You went all out.”

“Only the best for my wife.”

“It’s rude to get me all hot and bothered in public,Daddy,” she said pointedly.

He growled softly. “You should have thought of that before wrapping yourself up in that.”

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