Protector: A Navy SEAL Romantic Suspense (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 15)
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The time away would also allow me more time around Jerry, and Jasmine more time around Kate. We wanted our growing family even closer before we welcomed the new additions. We also needed to fly now, before Kate was too far along.
The third morning we woke up and stumbled downstairs for breakfast. I felt especially frisky and happy.
“Is everything okay? You seem even more happy than normal?”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“Not at all.”
“What’s on your mind then?”
“Kate, what are we doing?” I smiled.
She laughed. “What do you mean? We’re enjoying our little vacation here in Hawaii.”
“I know that, but I mean what are we waiting for?”
“What do you mean?”
“I love you. You love me. We’re here. The kids are here. We’re in paradise. What more do we need?”
“Nothing obviously. This is great!”
“You’re right, we don’t need anything, but there’s one thing that I think could make today even better.”
“Jet skiing?”
I threw my head back and laughed harder than I had in days, and I had been laughing a lot recently. I was in the best of spirits. I even had to set down for a minute. “I do remember how much you said you wanted to do that, and we can definitely go jet skiing while we’re here but, today was thinking of something else, first.”
“Jaaaaaax! She drug out the pronunciation of my name. Come out with it.”
“I saw a little spot yesterday, when we were driving. It was beautiful.”
“The one I saw you staring out the window at when you almost drove off the cliff? That one?” She laughed.
“That’s the one. The water is supposed to be calm today. The calmest day in months. I saw the surf report. No waves equals no surfers.”
“What’s that got to do with us?”
“Let’s do it, Kate. Let’s get a minister, and the kids, and rent a little wooden boat, and go get married today in that blue grotto. Inside that cave.”
“Oh, Jax. I don’t know what to say.”
“Same thing you said when I asked you to marry me.”
Kate smiled. She gave me a big hug and kissed me for over two minutes. When she pulled away, she yelled, “Kids, grab your swimsuits and underwater cameras. We’re going for an adventure.”
The minister admitted it was a first for him. The captain of our little boat, a thirteen-year-old old super polite surfer who was born on the North Shore, said the same. He promised to go slow. I think he might have had his eye on Jasmine, but who could blame him? Love was in the air.
Kate wore her white swimsuit. She looked absolutely beautiful. The captain of our boat had some new fishing nets which he just bought. Kate loved them and came up with the idea that they would make a prefect veil, and would be long enough to serve as “dress” with a train. It was a genius and timely idea. She was always coming up with such clever and beautiful thoughts. And so original too.
We entered the cove and the boy dropped the anchor. The kids made a little video as we walked towards the bow. The minister joined us.
We had prepared our vows on the ride out. It was so spontaneous, and so fun. It made the heightened experience of everything happening so quickly even more exciting.
There wasn’t a dry eye on the boat, even the minister. He told us on the drive out that he’d married hundreds of couples, but this one seemed the most special. At first I thought maybe he was just being polite. Maybe he tells everyone that. When I saw the tears roll from his eyes, I knew that wasn’t the case. This one was special, like nothing anyone had ever experienced before.
The best moment of my life was looking in Kate’s eyes, just before she said those two words. “I do.” I didn’t even wait for the minister to say it…we were kissing like teenagers. When I pulled away I knew everything was perfect. I just wanted to make one more special memory.
“Mrs. Creed, care to join me?”
Kate looked in my eyes. She knew what I had planned. I was a SEAL after all, and SEALs are a little bit crazy. That and by nature they’re drawn to water.
We walked to the edge of the bow. We swung our hands back in forth as we counted…”One…Two…Three!” We jumped into the ocean. Still holding her hand we found each other underwater. We kissed, sealing our love first on the boat, and now in the sea. Our second kiss as Mr. and Mrs. Creed. As soon as our heads breached the surface the rest of the boat joined us. Our kids, our captain, and our minister. Soon we had a few more guests. They were uninvited but very welcome.
“Look dad,” Jasmine shouted as she pointed. “It’s just like out of a fairy tale. Dolphins!”
They swam close. You could feel their power, but also their love. You could sense they were only there to share positive emotions to an already perfect day. After a minute or two they were gone, breaching the surface and making noises to signal their departure and to wish us good luck in our lives together.
Kate and I joined hands, and together took in big breaths of air. As we floated on our backs I could see the sea, expanding forever. I could see the cliffs, expanding skyward strong and proud. In front of me I could hear our children, playing, laughing, and enjoying life. I moved my head to the side and I could see Kate and her bump. I could see my wife and our future children. I could see our love and the love we would show our children and our family. I could see us making plenty of memories just like these. Forever.
The End
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