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“I have a plane. You want to get hitched. Why not?”

He laughed. “Because?—”

Emma held onto him tighter. “Let’s get married tomorrow. Just you and me. Then we can celebrate with our loved ones later. I want to be yours.”

He studied her, a mixture of disbelief and exhilaration washing over him. “Okay.”

Her eyes brightened. “Okay?”

Caleb nodded. “Okay, let’s do it. Tomorrow. We’ll fly to Vegas and get hitched.”

She let out an excited laugh, then threw her arms around his neck. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Caleb’s mouth crushed over hers, stealing a kiss that would only be the start of many.

Shortly after, they walked hand in hand toward the house but slowed as they neared the front porch. There was a car parked out front he didn’t recognize. He glanced over to Emma, who shrugged. “Do you know anyone who might want to visit?”

He shook his head. “I can’t think of anyone.”

There were a couple figures on the porch, and Caleb peered more intently at them. Then recognition flooded Emma’s expression, and she dropped Caleb’s hand. “Bailey! What are you doing here?”

The woman turned in that moment, and that was when Caleb noted Carter standing in the doorway as stoic as ever. Caleb headed up the steps after Emma and motioned that he’d go inside. He glanced at a small girl and flashed her a smile before he went inside with Carter.

Shutting the door behind him, he glanced at his brother, finding him watching him.

“Who was that?” Carter asked.

Caleb shrugged. “I dunno.”

“Emma knew.”

Caleb chuckled. “She’s only been back in Copper Creek for a couple weeks. But maybe she already made a new friend.”

Carter moved to the window and stared outside. “Oh.” He watched for a few moments longer than necessary, then turned toward the kitchen. “I think dinner is ready. You don’t want it to get cold.”

The front room got really quiet and a little cooler without his brother there. Caleb stepped up to the window and watched the two women speaking. Bailey’s name seemed familiar, but he couldn’t place it. He waited until Emma said goodbye and entered the house.

She jumped when she noticed him as she shut the door. “You waited for me?”

He held out his hand toward her. “From this point forward, I’m not going anywhere without you.”

Emma smirked. “How romantic.”

He nodded toward the door. “Who was that?”

“Oh, Bailey? She’s my realtor. Turns out she forgot to give me one of the keys to the barn.”

“Can’t forget that.”

“Nope.” Emma leaned up and kissed him. “That’s where we’re going to put all of our horses. I’m thinking we’ll need six… maybe ten… What do you think?”

He grinned. “I think that sounds like music to my ears.”