Promise Me: A Second Chance Romance

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by Willow Winters

Only then did she feel her eyes start to well up, her heart overflowing with all the love and emotion of the moment.

  And then, moments later, the pastor declared them husband and wife. Sawyer’s slid an arm around her, and pulled her close.

  They kissed, hot and passionate, as everyone applauded and catcalled. Remy’s face went pink, but there was nothing anyone could say to her now…

  After all, she was Mrs. Sawyer Roman now. She could kiss him all she liked!

  They turned, Sawyer scooping up Shiloh, and proceeded down the aisle as everyone clapped and cheered.

  The reception area was set up right behind the bunk house, a big wood dance floor, a band, plus a bar and a buffet line. The proximity made it easy for Remy and Sawyer to glide right into their first dance.

  The first notes of “At Last” began to sound. Sawyer passed Shiloh off to Remy’s father, then swept Remy up in his arms.

  She stared up at Sawyer, finding herself a little awestruck.

  “How are you feeling, Mrs. Roman?” Sawyer asked, his voice low and rough.

  Remy grinned. “Pretty damned lucky.”

  Sawyer laughed.

  “Funny, I feel just the same.”

  Remy slid her arms around his neck as they swayed to the music. She knew there would be a toast coming in just a few minutes, so she wanted to savor these few minutes alone with Sawyer.

  “Sawyer,” she said slowly. “I need to tell you something.”

  He cocked a brow. “It’s too late to back out now, darlin’. That knot is good and tied.”

  Remy cracked up.

  “No, not that.”

  “Are you going to whisper dirty things in my ear, then?” he asked.

  “Nope.”

  “You gonna remind me which of your girl cousins is which? They all look alike,” he said, his eyes shining with humor.

  “I can’t drink tonight,” she said, cutting to the point.

  Sawyer’s brow creased. “You worried you’ll get too drunk and miss out on something?”

  “No.”

  She watched his face closely, waiting for him to get it. It took him a minute, but then…

  “Fuck, Remy,” he uttered, his steps slowing. “Are you saying you’re…”

  He trailed off, eyes gone stormy.

  “I am. Six weeks,” she said.

  He was quiet, stopping the dance altogether. For a second, Remy’s heart squeezed tight with anxiety.

  “Should I not have told you tonight?” she whispered.

  Sawyer wrapped his arms around her, hugging her hard and picking her up off the ground. She squeaked, laughing. The second he set her down, he kissed her, long and hard and sweet.

  When he pulled back, he had the biggest grin on his face.

  “I’m going to get to see it this time!” he said, clearly over the moon.

  Remy’s brows arched; she was surprised that he was so excited about that particular facet of her news.

  “Yes, you will. I’m glad you’re not upset.”

  “Upset?” Sawyer asked. “I’m doing everything I can not to shout it to the rooftops right now! I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad again.”

  “It’s going to be hard,” Remy warned him, but she couldn’t keep the smile from her lips.

  “Bring it on,” Sawyer said.

  “You’re really stuck with us now, you know.”

  Sawyer pulled her closer, kissed her lips. “Thank god.”

  Then he stepped back, just as the song ended. He held Remy’s hand, raising them both high.

  “My wife, ladies and gentlemen!” Sawyer crowed.

  “About time!” someone from the crowd shouted.

  Remy grinned. The reception swept on, hundreds of people to see and many things to do.

  But all through the afternoon and into the evening, she couldn’t stop thinking the same thing.

  I must be just about the luckiest girl that Catahoula’s ever seen.

  Hand in hand with her husband, Shiloh on her hip, Remy knew that to be the god’s honest truth.

  The End

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