Page 114 of Native Hawk
Then Drew saw what he saw.
The ladies were gazing lovingly, longingly at the wrong twin.
His first thought was, Damn, he was going to lose the bet.
His second thought was, Shit! He was going to marry the wrong woman.
The brothers froze as the ladies stood beside them.
Then the preacher began to speak.
Hell! What was he going to do?
Chase cleared his throat.
Drew coughed.
As the preacher continued to drone on, Drew clenched his fists. From the corner of his eye, he could see Chase looking like he wanted to kill something.
“…to join together this man and this woman…” The preacher nodded to Drew and Claire, then to Chase and Cat. “Andthisman and this woman…”
Suddenly, Claire burst out laughing.
Cat’s eyes danced. “A moment, please.”
Drew should have remembered that Cat gave as good as she got. The ladies traded places then, to the amusement of the townsfolk. Tucking their hands into the proper grooms’ elbows, they smugly grinned at their bit of mischief.
He supposed he deserved it. It wasn’t right playing the two-spirit game on their brides. And coming so close to marrying the wrong person made him realize how much he really wanted Cat…and no one else.
She was his one of a kind, his queen of hearts. She could be as playful as a kitten or as fierce as a wildcat, as delicate as a rose petal or as prickly as a thorn. One moment, he’d be struggling to understand her tangled words. And in the next, she was sending him an unmistakable message with her eyes alone. Cat was unpredictable, spirited, and exciting.
He guessed life would always be uncertain.
But though he might not know what was in the cards going forward, he was sure he wanted to share that life with Cat.
His chest swelled with joy as he smiled down at her, his beautiful bride, repeating the words that would seal their love and make them a pair of hearts forever.
