The Black Sheep's Inheritance(33)

A beautiful, love-filled wedding on a gorgeous ranch that was now her  home. Her family was close and happy. Soon, she would be on her way to  getting her practitioner's license and she had the love of her life  holding her so gently it was as if she were a fragile, priceless  treasure.

"So," he whispered, "how much longer do you figure we have to stay at this party?"

She smiled up at him. They would be spending their wedding night in  the cabin where this had all begun. Tomorrow they were off by private  jet for a week in Paris. And then home again to start their lives  together. She couldn't wait. Colleen was as anxious as Sage to be alone  with him.

"I love that we'll be at the cabin tonight," she told him.

"Me, too. And just think," he said, drawing her close for a hard  squeeze, "one day, we'll take our grandkids out there, show them the  railing and tell 'em about the day Grandma almost fell off the  mountain-but how their strong, brave grandpa saved her, carried her  inside and-"

Playfully, she slapped his chest. "We can't tell them that."

He caught her hand in his and kissed her palm. "How about we just tell them that Grandma saved Grandpa that day, too?"

Her heart melted. How was it possible to love a man as much as she loved Sage? And how had she ever lived without that love?

"How about we give the party one more hour?" she asked.

He groaned. "Deal. One hour, then if I don't have you, you'll be married to a dead man."

Colleen hugged him tight and turned her face up to his. "One hour. You can make it."

"For you," he promised, "anything."

Then he drew her onto the dance floor, and as their family and friends cheered, they danced their way into the future.