by Leanne Banks
Noah kissed her again, sealing his vows. "I love you," he said.
Her heart turned over. "I'll never get tired of hearing you say that." Noah would never quite understand how his love had healed her of the emptiness she'd felt because her father had been unable to show his love. Martina was determined to spend a lifetime reminding Noah how important he was to her. She glanced around at the happy faces of their families. "I think we've finally done it," she said. "I think we've learned how to beat the Logan curse."
Tyler and Brock nodded in agreement and walked toward her. They kissed her on opposite cheeks. "I think you sealed it," Brock said.
"And buried a grudge at the same time," Tyler added.
It never failed to bring tears to her eyes knowing that the three men she loved most had made amends.
"How's that?" Noah asked.
"You should know. You're the one who taught me," Martina said, lifting a hand to his cheek. "Love hard, always."
"Always," he promised.
And they always did.
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