The Bromance Book Club (Bromance Book Club, #1)(90)
He pulled the door shut as he backed out, turned around, and— “Damn you, Gavin,” Thea said. “I was going to do the grand gesture.”
Then she grabbed his lapels, yanked him forward, and kissed him. Oh, how she kissed him. She kissed him with her hands in his hair, her heart on her sleeve.
She kissed him as she spoke. “I was going to go to New York.” Kiss.
“I was going to find you.” Bigger kiss.
“I was going to walk in and tell you . . .” Deeper kiss.
“I love you.”
Gavin cupped her face and pulled back. “Say it again.”
“I love you, Gavin. I love you. And I’m so sorry. You were right about me. I was scared and stupid.”
“So was I.”
“We’ll probably be scared and stupid again at some point.”
“But we’ll get through it,” he vowed.
Mack cleared his throat. “Speed this up. They’re almost done with their vows.”
Right. He wasn’t done. Grand gesture wasn’t over. Gavin dropped to one knee and took Thea’s hand.
“What are you doing?” Thea laughed.
“I didn’t get a chance to do this right before, so I’m doing it now. Thea Scott, will you marry me?”
“Right now?”
“Yes. Right now. We’re in a church.”
Thea laughed as Gavin stood. “Russian,” he panted. “Come here.”
“His name is Russian?”
“My name is Vlad. Sorry about your bathroom.”
“So you guys . . . you’re the bromance book club?” Thea said.
Mack nodded slowly, then quickly. “I like that. The Bromance Book Club.”
“Just do it,” Gavin said.
He took Thea’s hands and faced her.
“Repeat after me,” Vlad said, unfolding the paper Gavin had given him. “I, Gavin Scott—”
“I, Gavin Scott.”
There was applause inside the church.
“Promise you, Thea Scott.”
“Promise you, Thea Scott.”
Music blared. Shit. Gavin tore the paper from Vlad’s hands and repeated it by memory. “Promise you, Thea Scott, to always tell you how I feel. To read to you every night. To cherish your body—”
Mack and Del covered their ears. “Not in front of the children!”
Gavin tugged her close and whispered the rest in her ear. “And to never forget that love—”
“Is enough,” Thea breathed.
Gavin kissed her again just as the doors burst open and the new bride and groom—the other new bride and groom—strode out on a wave of applause and “Canon in D.”
“Well,” Dan said flatly. “I see things are working out.”
Gavin looked at his father-in-law, a man he’d just as soon punch in the face than anything else. “Sorry we can’t stay, Dan. We have our happy ending to live.”
Gavin scooped Thea in his arms. “Ready, my love?”
Thea traced a line down his jaw. “I’m at your mercy, my lord.”
EPILOGUE
Christmas Eve
Thea curled into Gavin’s side and trailed her fingers lazily up and down his stomach. The lights of the Christmas tree cast their bodies in a soft, yellow glow. Upstairs, the girls were asleep, dreaming of sugarplums and new Nintendo games.
Downstairs, Mom and Dad renewed their vows over and over again.
Gavin’s voice was tired as he read to her. They’d read every night since Atlanta. Just a different book.
Irena, wait!”
Benedict raced after his wife. The shocked gasps and stares of the members of the ton who were so eager to shun her now couldn’t tear their eyes away from the drama playing out before them.
Benedict stalked across the ballroom.
Irena whipped around. “My Lord, don’t do this.”
“Don’t do what? Admit in front of the entire world that I love you?”
More gasps greeted his words.
Benedict stalked toward her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and—
Gavin stopped. “Should he kiss her or ask permission?”
Thea hmm’d. “At this point, I think a sneak-attack kiss is good. This is his grand gesture, and that’s the best part.”
Gavin kissed her nose. “Agree.”
and wrapped an arm around her waist. “I’m here to propose to my wife.”
And then he kissed her. In front of everyone. The gossips tittered. The young women swooned. Irena swayed on her feet and into him.
“I love you,” he breathed into her mouth. “I married you because I love you. You have changed me as a man. You have made me a better man.”
Gavin looked down at Thea. “I can relate to that.”
Thea lifted her lips and kissed him. Her lips lingered and nudged his as her hands drifted lower on his body.
Gavin smiled. “Are we d-done reading?”
“Mmm.”
Gavin dropped the book and rolled them both over. Thea lifted her legs around his waist and kissed him with as much emotion as she could convey. They were getting so good at talking.