Marrying Daisy Bellamy

“It’s perfect,” she said, distancing herself from that memory. “It fits perfectly.”

“Really?” He stood and picked her up with him, as though she were as light as air.

“Really,” she said, kissing him and brimming over with a happiness so intense, it felt like a kind of pain.

He set her down, and they held each other for a long time. She pressed her cheek to his chest and listened to the throb of his heart. The past few minutes had changed her life. She was going to marry this man. It was unbelievable.

“I didn’t know I’d be asking you today. I’ve been waiting for the right time. When you told me you loved me, I figured it was a sign.”

She pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to the powerful throb of his heart. This was not the conversation she thought they would be having today. This was … a dream come true. “I couldn’t keep it in any longer.”

“I know what I’m asking, because of my job,” he said. “But I also know we’re going to make this work, I swear.”

“Yes,” she said and kissed him again, feeling giddy with elation.

She set her camera on timer and leapt into the frame with him, eager to mark this precious, precious day with a picture together. The viewfinder showed them on the dock with their arms around each other, the late-afternoon sun suffusing the scene with a golden glow. In her professional life, Daisy had taken many photos that were technically superior and more sophisticated than this shot. But never, ever had she captured a more joyous moment.

A sense of wonder held the world at bay and kept reality from intruding. For now, she savored the sweetness of knowing their love had a future. How could a feeling this powerful be wrong? It was a palpable thing. Nothing could stand in their way.

Seven

Daisy sat for a moment in Logan’s driveway, collecting her thoughts. Only yesterday when she’d dropped off Charlie, she never could have imagined this moment. Julian wanted to marry her. She’d said yes. So simple. She knew it wasn’t, but she had to believe they could make it happen.

She flexed her left hand on the steering wheel. The brand-new diamond glinted in the sun. Surreal.

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