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Garrick had Dom as his best man, and I had Harlee as mine.
And when I had walked out to the front of the aisle on Frank’s arm, I watched my man, my big, strong man, wipe a tear away from his cheek.
We were pronounced man and wife moments later, and then my husband dipped me low and kissed me stupid.
I couldn’t wait to see the pictures the photographer had captured.
But now was now.
I smiled as the DJ played that particular song.
From This Moment On.
It was the first song we had ever danced to, and it seemed fitting that we danced to it at our wedding.
Garrick winked at me and then led me onto the dance floor.
Being in his arms, being his, being linked to him for the rest of my life, there was no feeling like it.
And when Bryan Adams sang his part, my man sang along with him, softly into my ear, so only I could hear.
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It was a little later in the night, and I knew when Garrick saw her.
Portia and her husband, Mike.
When Garrick tensed, I placed my hand in his and squeezed. “That’s why I wanted your phone that day. That moment shaped the man you are today, and Honey, never could I have called the man above himself, and ordered a more perfect you. I love you.”
He looked down at me, and then bent, wrapped his hands around my ass, and hauled me up. “That’s twenty.”
My legs, which were covered in my wedding dress, wrapped around his waist, and I clasped my ankles together.
And then, his lips were on mine.
Hungry. Energetic. And loving.
“Get a room,” I heard called out, and knew that it was Carter.
Talia said, “Save it for your honeymoon.”
“I want that,” Lila murmured.
“Raised him right,” Frank said.
“Excuse me?” Misty asked.
“Run,” Alec said.
‘In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.’
– Garrick to Tatum
Chapter 20
Garrick
