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Mom, Dad and Skylar headed toward the kitchen, but Sebastian drew Genevieve into his arms again.
“I wanna make truffles.” She attempted to get up.
Sebastian held her in place and nuzzled her neck instead. “In a minute.”
She giggled as he ran his nose along her neck and tickled her with soft kisses under her ear.
“Come on, lovebirds.” Skylar stood in the living room doorway with her hands on her hips.
As they passed her by, she took hold of Sebastian’s wrist to stop him.
He looked back at her.
“Congratulations.” Tears were in her eyes again. He was sure some of them were leftover from her sadness over Gus.
“Thank you.” He wrapped his sister up in a tight hug. “He’s gonna be okay.” He wasn’t sure his words could reassure her. “I know it.”
“I hope so.”
When Sebastian walked into the kitchen, his mother had already tied an apron around Genevieve and was explaining the whole process to her. He stood back and watched his future wife, fitting in with his family so well, learning their family recipe, becoming a part of them. It was as if she was meant to be a Schultz, and he truly believed she was.
It struck him then how close he’d come to losing her forever. How his lies could have been the end of their story. But the truth had brought them back together. It was a hard lesson learned. He thought back to what Genevieve had said at the regatta, the cliché her father had always said to her. Honesty is the best policy.
The sick feeling he’d had in his gut every time he made something up to cover the web of lies he’d woven was enough to make him believe in those five words too. It was enough to make him never want to lie to her—or anyone—again. Because this kind, honest, beautiful woman and the love they shared was the greatest truth in his life. And he would never betray that truth again.