I gripped the flowers as the officiant got right down to business welcoming us to this ceremony of marriage. “Ryan, do you take Emmeline to be your—” “I do.” He brought his free hand to the bouquet, lacing his fingers with mine as I laughed. A grin started at the corner of his mouth and it unfurled into a wide smile that had my heart pounding in my chest and a few overwhelmed tears fogging my eyes. After all these years, I was marrying this sweet, broody boy. “Yes to all of it. Everything. I do.” “Not wasting any time. I like it.” The officiant chuckled. “Emmeline, do you take Ryan to be
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