Fine with him, except that meant he had to wait almost two more months to marry her. “Any special reason?”
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That was the night Ethan was conceived. Three years ago.”
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Then that’s the right night.”
At the edge of the waterfall, she sighed and turned again to look over the water, and at the crowd, and to enjoy the night and the music. “Your parents are awesome. I’m having a great time,” she said softly, crossing his arms around her chest.
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Then let’s add some sparkle to it,” he whispered in her ear.
She tuned and raised one eyebrow, but didn’t question him. He lifted her hand to his lips then slid the engagement ring over her finger. The one matching the bracelet sparkling on her wrist. Neither was as beautiful as the woman wearing them.
For the longest time, she stared down at the ring on her finger, not moving, not breathing, it seemed. Then she lifted her head and gazed at him with eyes he’d never seen before. Blue eyes that belonged to an older, wiser Jenna. A woman who had suffered enough to truly appreciate the joys in life. The woman he knew he’d spend the rest of his life with.
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It’s all real, isn’t it?” she asked. “It’s not a dream?”
He pulled her in tight against him, determined to never let her go again. “Look over there,” he said, as his parents clinked their champagne glasses and once again toasted their forty-five years together. “That’ll be us someday, baby. Count on it.”