Page 7 of Frigid Mountain Man (Cold Mountain Nights #12)

Rowan

One year later

Under a bright blue sky, Olivia and I married in front of my newly built cabin, the sun shining high.

Our families surrounded us, my parents having become friends with her parents, along with people from town and friends and coworkers from the ranch.

My beautiful girl walked towards me in a lacy flowy dress, her sexy curves highlighted, a long veil draped down her back.

I’d waited so long to make her my wife, having proposed to her within two months of dating. I’d moved into her place for a bit while the building crew built my cabin on the ranch. I loved my job, how busy it kept me, but more so I loved my girl.

Ten more minutes and she’d be my wife.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she walked down the aisle on her father’s arm.

My son stood beside me, proud in his ring bearer suit, his adoption papers official next week after our last court date.

I fell in love with Leo as much as I did his mom, and I wanted to give him the family, the dad he needed and deserved.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two people who love each other dearly…”

I heard the words, but the only thing I could focus on was my gorgeous girl.

“You look beautiful, sugar.” I whispered to her, my eyes welling with tears. I couldn’t wait to call her my wife, to put a baby inside her and watch it grow, and to give Leo siblings, a family we could raise together.

“Thank you,” She whispered back, her hands shaking against mine. “You are so handsome.” She blew me a kiss.

The ceremony moved along and all I could think about was kissing her and announcing us as husband and wife.

We spoke our vows, confessed our love, exchanged our rings, and finally, the justice of peace turned to our family and friends, and announced us to the world as Mr. and Mrs. Miles Anderson.

I kissed my wife softly at first but then dipped her low and kissed her with all the love I felt. The endless pouring of affection that grew larger daily, all the intensity and emotion, all of it went into our kiss.

The crowd cheered behind us, and I lifted Olivia into my arms and carried her down the aisle and to the cabin.

We planned some alone time before the reception, our party guests entertained with a cocktail and appetizer hour, and now was the time to slip away.

I couldn’t wait to slip inside her for the first time as I her husband and she, my wife.

We’d celebrate the night away, and fuck until dawn breaks over the horizon, before we’d say our goodbyes to Leo and take off on our honeymoon.

Where I’d fill her with babies and we’d start our life of happiness together.

Olivia and I. Me and her. Always and forever.

“I love you, sugar.”

“And I love you.” Olivia kissed my lips and soon, I was deep inside her, my world complete.

THE END

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