“But you’ll let me perform the ceremony, right?” Lucille asked over Callie’s shoulder.
Tanner was shaking with laughter when he tore his mouth free of Callie’s and pressed his face into her hair. “This, Callie,” he breathed against her.
“This what?”
“I’ll never get tired of this. With you.”
And with those last few words, she melted into him. “I feel the same,” she said softly. “After a lifetime of not belonging, I found my place, my home, and my heart.”