Page 92 of After Hours Lectures

Her hand was wrapped around her father’s arm, her flowy white dress blowing in the wind as she walked toward us. She was stunning, and if I didn’t know any better, I would have also said she was glowing.

Charlotte walked down the aisle, her father gave Mitch his blessing, and then the two said ‘I do’ before going to take pictures with their official photographer. I took a few myself as they walked by, kissing and smiling and enjoying the moment of finally being husband and wife.

“Walk with me?” I asked Tyler.

“Sure.”

I led him away from the festivities. “We have some time before they return from taking pictures. I want to get a few shots of the bay.”

“Of course.”

Walking together, we made our way toward the lighthouse. I knew Charlotte had picked the venue because of the beacon and I would be fast, so we wouldn’t interfere with her pictures.

“I know we have these in California, but I can honestly say I’ve never seen a lighthouse in person,” Tyler stated.

“They’re pretty neat,” I said. “But they also symbolize hope and security because they guide sailors safely to land.”

“Ah, yeah. That makes sense.”

I pulled a key from my pocket, a lighthouse on the keychain that I’d picked up in the gift shop. “I was hoping this lighthouse could lead to your home.”

Tyler raised a brow. “My home?”

“I know you live with Fallon, but I was wondering if maybe you’d want to move in with me?”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“Only if—”

“Shut up and kiss me.” He grabbed my face and planted his mouth on mine.

“Is that a yes?”

“That’s a hell yes.”

I grinned and kissed him again. “I have another question too.”

“Okay. What is it?”

I didn’t step back. Instead, I hooked my arms around his neck and asked, “Want to go to Paris?”

Tyler threw his head back and chuckled. “Will we take pictures of the Eiffel Tower at night?”

My smile widened, and I said, “You know, sometimes really great things come from breaking the rules.”

The End.