Mine to Promise (Southern Wedding #6)

by Natasha Madison

I look up now and add this one moment to the list of things I will never forget. “Her name is Avery.”

“Addison, you could be wearing a potato bag and war paint on your face that is dripping down, and you’ll still be the most beautiful woman in the room.”

“The only thing that would make this day even more perfect,” I say to her, my head bending, “is kissing you.” It’s the last thing I say because my lips are crushed to hers.