Love Conquer
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“I think this calls for a round of drinks!” Kyle searches the floor. “Hey where’s Lee?”
“He disappeared downstairs right before you stole the show out there,” Jen replies.
“Figures he would find a way to get out of buying a round,” Kyle laughs.
“I’ll get this one!” Gavin pipes up. “Margaritas for everyone!” He shouts and the table erupts in approval.
I look around, the tables filled with smiling faces and laughter. The man beside me, my everything. His parents and family. Drew and Aubrey. My sister and best friend across from us with her husband. Husband! I still can’t believe she really did it. I’m still not sure why anyone would sign on for a lifetime of mornings with her, before she’s caffeinated. But I love her, I love him and I love that they showed me what true love looks like. I knew they would end up tying the knot, I just didn’t expect it to be at an impromptu end of summer barbeque.
We may not have parents anymore, but we’ve found ourselves an incredible family right here in this collection of people. People willing to support and fight for one another and for what’s right. The broken, the brokenhearted, the abused, the healed, friends turned
Family.
“Hey you.” Kyle leans over and whispers in my ear, interrupting my thoughts. “You ready to go?”
“Why, fiancé, is that your way of trying to get me alone?” I tease and place my lips to his.
“It is now.” He jokes, before deepening the kiss, causing everyone to whistle and cheer.”
“On that note, we’re gonna call it a night.” Kyle announces as he stands from the booth and holds his hand out to me. “Thanks everyone for coming and to Gavin for hooking us up! Feel free to stay as long as you like.”
It’s my turn to say something and I hope I can talk without crying. “Thank you, everyone for being here to support us. For everything.” I manage to get out.
We get all the hugs and congratulations out of the way, his mom making me promise to take care of her boy, Niki trying to give me “marital bed tips” I think she called them.
“Finally.” Kyle says as he shuts his door, after making sure to escort me in the truck first. “I’m ready to be alone with you.”
He places his hand on the console, palm up and I put my left hand in his.
Squeeze.
He plays with my ring with his thumb. “I like this new addition to our hand hug.”
“Me too.” I smile, my heart full.
We pull into the drive before I realize where we are, the tire swing illuminated in the headlights.
The cabin.
We’ve been splitting our time up between our places, not wanting to rush anything.
Walking me up to the porch, he takes a seat on one of the two rockers, pulling me to him. The light catches something shiny as he places it in my hand.
Holding my palm in front of me, I see it’s a key.
“You already have my ring.” He explains. “That’s a promise from a husband to a wife. You’ve had my heart for a while now. That’s from a man to a woman. But this… this key. Its every dream I ever had, it’s the future I envisioned. It’s my father’s legacy. And now it’ll be mine and yours. It’ll be ours.”
Speechless and overwhelmed for what I feel for this incredible man, I blink back tears.
“But I want this to be our home. I want to sit on the porch and drink Lipton tea with you, I wanna watch our babies play in this yard.” He tells me.
“Kyle.” I whisper.
“I know you just got your independence back and I’m not trying to take that away. You know I would never do that. We can keep your place too, if you want. And I know we aren’t married yet. But this isn’t just my cabin anymore, it’s ours.” He rambles.
“Kyle.” I interrupt. “Wherever you are, is where I want to be. I love you. And I would be honored to share your dream.”
“I love you too, Nina.” He lifts me into his arms before carrying me over the threshold. “Welcome home baby.”
Home.
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