Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“Have you thought about getting married?” she quizzes as her dark eyebrows rise. “You must get multiple marriage proposals every day.”
I laugh. “I do get a few.”
Her fingers drop to her wedding rings. “I didn’t give a lot of thought to getting married until I met Nicholas, but look at me now.”
I see happiness when I look at her. She radiates joy, and I know that has a lot to do with her husband, her kids, and her blossoming career.
“I’m honored that you asked me to be the face of your bridal collection,” I say for the third time today. “You’ve always been so generous to me.”
Sophia and everyone at Ella Kara’s parent company, Foster Enterprises, have treated me with respect and kindness. Not only have they paid me remarkably well for promoting their clothing, but they’ve made a point of honoring my preferences. If I’ve felt uncomfortable with an outfit, they’ve never pushed me to wear it.
“I meant what I said,” she reiterates her point by tapping my hand. “If you get married, say the word, and this dress is yours. It’ll be in our sample closet forever, so I’ll pin your name on the garment bag.”
I take another look at myself and imagine what it would feel like to wear this when renewing my vows with my husband. “Thank you.”
The photographer she hired for the day clears her throat. “Are we ready to go?”
“Ready!” Sophie nods. “Why don’t you get started? I need to check my phone to see if Nicholas or anyone from the office has reached out.”
Even though half of Ella Kara’s marketing department is here, along with Gabriel Foster himself, the CEO of Foster Enterprises, I nod. “I’ll do my best.”
My grandma once told me that if I wish hard enough for something, it’s sure to come true.
I was planning on wishing for my happy ever after tomorrow when I blow out the candles on my birthday cake, but that wish is already coming true.
My husband, with a smile on his face, is sprinting toward me.
The skyline of my city lights up the dusky sky behind him, and the soft white lights that border this terrace add to the ambience of the moment. Since the photo shoot is winding down, the photographer shut off the massive spotlights she had been using just moments ago.
“Gina!” Daniel calls to me with his hand in the air. “My beautiful, Gina.”
Sophia rushes toward me with her phone in her hand. “Apparently, he called the office looking for you. My assistant said it sounded important, so she sent him here. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s more than okay,” I reassure her as my gaze darts back to Daniel. “It’s perfect.”
Dressed in a sharp three-piece gray suit, Daniel looks every inch the groom to my bride. I’m still wearing the satin dress that Sophia has deemed mine.
“What are you doing here?” I question my husband as he nears me.
“I came to…” His voice trails as he looks me over. “Goddammit, Gina. Look at you.”
I glance down. “Do you like it? It’s part of Ella Kara’s bridal line. The designer, Sophia, said I can wear it if I ever…”
“Marry me.” He suddenly drops to one knee in front of me. “Gina Marie Calvetti, I love you. I fucking love you. Please marry me again. Let me be your partner forever. I promise you’ll never find another man who will love you like this.”
I stare at him, stunned that he’s here and this is truly happening.
“I know we already did it our way.” He laughs. “We had our first dance after our honeymoon and our first bite of wedding cake when we thought we were getting an annulment. You got your something old, new, borrowed and blue later than you should have, but this is us, baby. This is our wild love.”
Through a veil of tears, I watch as he yanks a box from his pocket. He pops it open to reveal a stunning diamond engagement ring. “Will you marry me again, Gina?”
All I can do is squeal a response because this is everything I’ve ever wished for and more. “Yes!”
“I’m so lost.” Sophia laughs as she watches Daniel slide the ring on my finger. “Are you two married?”
“We are,” I answer her before I leap into my husband’s arms and focus solely on him. “I can’t believe you’re here. I can’t believe this is happening.”
“Believe it,” he whispers into my ear. “I love you, Gina.”
I step back to look into his eyes as I say the words I’ve wanted to say for so long. “I love you, Daniel. I love you, too.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
Daniel
The issue that brought me racing here doesn’t seem important anymore, but it is.
I have to tell my wife what’s going on so we can handle it together in the way that works best for her. She’s all that matters now and forever.