by Rita Herron
Church organ music drummed softly, and she hugged Eli’s arm, grateful she’d made peace with her past and with him. Then she looked up and saw a wicked, sexy gleam in Nathan’s amber eyes, and couldn’t wait for her honeymoon.
At the end of the aisle, Eli kissed her and handed her over to Nathan.
“Hi, beautiful,” he whispered.
“Hi.” She pulled him close and whispered in his ear, “I had another vision.”
A serious expression replaced Nathan’s smile. He’d been so kind and understanding during the last month while she’d sorted out her past and her feelings about Eli. And while she’d dealt with a host of memories that constantly grew. Dr. Sandler had helped her understand that she’d blamed herself for her parents’ deaths because they’d been arguing about her. They’d also talked about Ford’s death and how they would handle Nathan’s job.
Veronica smiled. “It’s a vision of our future. With lots of little Dawson babies in it.”
“Don’t scare me like that.” Nathan dragged her into his arms and kissed her. “You’re going to make a wonderful mother.”
Veronica smiled. With Nathan’s love and support, she felt confident she would. “I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you back.” He pressed his mouth to hers again.
The judge cleared his throat. “We haven’t gotten to that part yet.”
Laughter erupted in the church, and Veronica clung to Nathan’s hand, ready to take the vows that would last for the rest of her life.
