Sweet Cheeks(106)

I narrow my brow and look up to him. “I wasn’t taking any chances.”

“I can see that.” Looking at him, there isn’t a single doubt in my mind I want to spend the rest of my life with him. Not. One. I stare at our hands together. Our rings. Our fingers intertwined. Then back up to him. “Hayes Whitley, I. Do.”

Our friends and family cheer wildly as I step into him and kiss him with every ounce of love I have within me. My arms are around his neck. His hands frame my face. Our hearts beat against each other’s as one.

When he leans back, his chocolate eyes swim with the love he feels for me. “Saylor Rodgers, I do too.”

We kiss again like we’re each other’s air. Until my laughter bubbles up and over and my lips spread into a smile against his.

So that’s what forever tastes like.

“You really brought your A-game this time.”

He throws his head back and laughs.

Away from the glitz and the glamour, and in a field where we once ran as kids. Under a tree house we shared our first kiss in, and on the property my parents once owned and filled with their unmistakable love. With a small circle of friends and family before us, and fairy lights twinkling around us. . .

I marry my best friend.

The boy who stole my chocolate chip cookies.

My kisses.

My time.

My love.

He’s my once in a lifetime.

The man who forever holds my heart.

My happily ever after.




THE END