Josie Mills is a precocious and straitlaced young woman who is pursuing a career in architecture. The field is very difficult to get a foot into and Josie has been working nonstop to make her dream come true. She's so focused on her slowly growing c...
Ben lifts his champagne flute towards the people scattered around the tables before turning slightly to smile at Luke and me.
"A year and a half ago," he begins slowly, mulling his words, "I found out about my little sister and my best friend dating. It destroyed me, to be honest. I was torn between being worried that they would both forget about me and being worried that I would have to mediate their troubles. Fortunately, neither one of those issues arose."
Luke squeezes me tighter, his fingers lacing with mine while brushing over the ring on my finger. I rest my head against his shoulder, unable to stop smiling.
This has truly been the best day of my life.
"All that I really want to say on this gorgeous afternoon is that I am so happy to have walked Josie down the aisle towards the man of her dreams and I am so happy to be Luke's best man. To me, Josie will always be a Mills, but today she became a Porter. Congratulations, you two!"
He lifts his glass again as our wedding guests cheer and we all take a long sip together.
"Kiss, kiss, kiss!" chants the crowd, turning towards where Luke and I are seated at the sweetheart table.
Luke laughs and takes my face in his hands, pulling me against him as my elegant white dress spills over his legs. His lips meet mine with the same passion and tenderness of our first desperate kiss, and every kiss after that – of which there had been many.
Over the past year and a half, we've had many reasons to celebrate. When Luke was cleared to return to the rink and every game he won after to when I finally opened my own architecture firm, every day had been sweeter than the last.
"You make me happier than I could ever dream," he whispers against my lips, pulling back just enough to press his forehead to mine. "Meeting you was fate. There was a reason we saw each other from across the room, we were meant to be."
"I couldn't agree more," I giggle, fingers coiling around his tie to drag him back in for one more sweet, endless kiss.
Even though today was luxurious and beautiful and full of celebration and joy, I was looking forward to tomorrow. The morning would be quiet, a bird singing outside our window as Luke and I slowly woke, alone together.
Every morning after that would be even better, forever.
THE END
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