Book Two: KOTLC One-shots and More

The Luckiest

A/N: @sokeefeshipper375 requested a continuation of my AU/AE storyline that began with Stellarlune 37, then included "Telling Sandor" and "Panakes Proposal". They wanted me to see this storyline through to a wedding. This will be told in two chapters.

"We're getting married tomorrow," Keefe crooned in Sophie's ear. They were standing in their favorite little clearing in the Grove at Havenfield. They had quickly learned that the clearing was the perfect place for date night--romantic setting, beautiful, secluded, yet not quite private in a way that could get them in trouble.

Anyone could walk in at any time.

Something Sandor made sure he, Ro, and Flori did constantly.

But tomorrow?

Everything changed tomorrow.

Tomorrow, they would marry.

Tomorrow, Keefe would finally get to ditch the name "Sencen". Sophie knew Keefe was excited about that. She also knew that Lord Cassius, while unsurprised, was more hurt than he'd admit. But that was his own fault, and he knew it.

And he had all of eternity to try to atone for the way he'd treated his son.

Sophie and Keefe would be the Fosters. But they would wear the Ruewen family crest. And someday, their children would, too.

Their children would know they were part of the great Foster family, but would also know they were Ruewens--in every way that truly mattered.

In fact, Grady had already gifted Keefe with the Ruewen crest pin. He would be wearing it tomorrow for the first time.

He hadn't made Keefe earn it. He had simply given it to him to signify Keefe becoming part of the family.

And tomorrow, it would be official.

They would move into their new estate, and while Sandor and Ro would both continue to be their official bodyguards, they also knew to stick to patrolling the grounds, giving the newlyweds some privacy as they hid from the rest of the world and soaked up a few weeks of alone time, just the two of them.

Sophie leaned up on her toes to place a soft kiss on Keefe's lips. "I can't wait," she whispered. "I love you."

Keefe smirked, squeezing her waist. "As you should. You're okay too, I guess." He winked.

Sophie rolled her eyes and backed away, out of his arms. "If I'm only just 'okay' then maybe I should just say goodnight right now," she purred, turning as though to walk away.

But just as she knew he would, Keefe laughed and reached for her hand, tugging her back toward him. "Okay, okay, you win!" He took her other hand, cradling both of her hands in his, and kissed her. "I guess the appropriate response was 'I love you too', huh?"

She smiled. "Exactly."

He smirked, slowly shaking his head back and forth, as he released her hands and pulled her into his arms again. "As if I haven't made it abundantly clear just how ridiculously in love with you I am," he murmured before kissing her again. "As if I don't tell you every day," he added as he pressed light kisses along her cheek and up to her ear. His breath was warm against her skin, causing goosebumps to erupt across her flesh as he continued in a low voice, "as if I can't tell by your emotions that you are perfectly aware of how I feel about you." His hands slid from her waist to her lower back as he drew her in closer and brought his lips to hers once more.

This was definitely a better response than 'you're okay too'. Even if he was making her tremble with anticipation just because he knew he could, and because it amused him.