Page 124 of Sweet Shots

“I did, but I don’t want you to leave me.”

He hugs me tighter.

“I love you, baby. Always.”

“Forever,” he says. “Always and forever.”

Chapter Forty-Three

Mikah

Nine months later…

“He’s cute,” I say, nudging Dominic with my elbow as I jerk my chin toward Storm and his date.

“Yeah, in a nerdy kind of way.”

I roll my eyes. “You think they’re together, or what?” Dominic shrugs. “He came all the way to Kauai from Seattle, so I’d say… probably.”

“He looks nervous…”

Dominic moves in front of me, blocking my view of Storm and his date, Gabriel.

“Why are you so concerned with them? You should be concerned with me. We’re getting married, remember?”

I roll my eyes. “How could I forget?”

The beach is quiet, save for the soft sound of the waves crashing against the shore. People walk along the surf, some of them glancing our way with smiles. The sun is just going down, andwe’re already in place, prepared to say ourI do’sand make this official, just as the sun is at the prettiest point. When it turns the sky beautiful shades of orange and pink and colors you couldn’t imagine if you didn’t see.

“Are you ready?” the officiant says quietly.

“Absolutely,” Dominic says with a grin before winking at me.

I’m surprised he waited this long. He was ready to marry me the day after he asked. Hell, he wanted to marry me before he asked. Though I knew there was no point in waiting, I did want to make this memorable. I wanted us to have a special day and a special place.

“Yes,” I answer.

“Then let’s get started.”

“One sec.” Dominic holds up his finger and turns toward our guests. “We want to thank you all for coming this far to celebrate with us,” Dominic says. “This will be quick, just a formality needed so he can’t get away from me again.” Dominic chuckles and so do our friends. I roll my eyes again. “We’ll be at the bar right over there once we’re officially married. Be prepared to celebrate!”

I shake my head as he grins, turning back to the officiant.

“Okay, we’re definitely ready now,” he says.

The officiant, a middle-aged guy named Harry with kind eyes and a white beard, gives a small speech about how rare true love is and how important finding your person is. I hold Dominic’s gaze the entire time. Not a single thing on his face tells me he’s worried or may regret this. I am, without a doubt, convincedthis man loves me and wants to be with me. Just as I feel the same for him.

We’d gone back and forth on our wedding and what we wanted to do. This place doesn’t hold any meaning to us, it’s just a beautiful place we chose to make memories.

Neither of us has a ton of friends, so we knew it would be an intimate wedding. Coming here made it even smaller, considering not everyone wanted to travel. But the most important people to us are here. Zach, my best friend, and Emmet, Dominic’s stepbrother.

We invited Storm, of course, because we’ve kept in touch with him, and he is a friend. There haven’t been any repeats of that first night, but I wouldn’t be opposed to it. Though, he seems caught up with someone now… and I can’t be sure if it’s serious or not. But they look adorable together. Zach brought his oldest sister with him because he didn’t want to travel alone. Emmet brought his friend Adam, though I’m pretty sure they’re more than friends. Apparently, Adam is going through a divorce and Emmet wanted to keep him occupied… with his dick. Okay, he didn’t say that last part, but I’m pretty sure it’s the truth.

“The rings, please,” the officiant says, and we dig them out of our pockets and hand them over. Not traditional at all, but who cares?

The smile on my face won’t leave, and when Dominic takes my hand and slips the ring on, saying “I do,” I almostmelt.

His grin is brighter than I’ve ever seen before when it’s my turn to put the ring on his finger, repeat the vows, and say I do.

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