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By:Aubrey Irons
 
He steps right up to my dad.
 
“I’m done screwing up, Jacob,” he says firmly. “I’m done being that kid.”
 
“Silas,” Dad shakes his head, “son you have no idea how much I want to believe you.”
 
“Then believe me.”
 
I push past Sierra and Stella.
 
“What do you want, Silas.”
 
He turns to me, his eyes locking right on mine.
 
“I want you to know its not too late, not for me, not for us.”
 
He steps towards me.
 
“I’m not lost, Ivy,” he says quietly. “Not if I’ve got you.”
 
I look at him. “Silas, we all know where you just were.”
 
He shakes his head. “I wasn’t.”
 
“Silas, I watched you there with Declan, and there was an FBI agent at my parents’ house.”
 
“I walked.”
 
He moves towards me, his eyes still locked on mine.
 
“Declan-” he looks away, his face grim.
 
“He said he’d hurt you, all of you. I didn’t have a choice.”
 
“Oh, Silas,” my mother’s voice breaks as she grips my father’s arm.
 
I stare at Silas. “You walked?”
 
He nods.
 
My dad clears his throat. “Looks like you did have a choice then,” he says quietly.
 
He sizes Silas up before just the faintest hint of a smile comes to his face. “And I think you made the right one.”
 
“Thank you.”
 
He takes a breath. “Sir?”
 
Dad raises a brow as Silas turns to look him right in the eye.
 
“I’d like to ask for your blessing.”
 
Dad laughs - a belly-shaking, chest rumbling, actual laugh.
 
I smile.
 
“Little late, wouldn’t you say?”
 
Silas grins. “Never to late to make up for it.”
 
Dad eyes him.
 
“I’m not going anywhere.” He turns back to me. “This is the only family I want, and you’re the only one I want.”
 
And quite suddenly he’s on his knee, right there on the pier.
 
The world starts to spin a little as I watch in almost slow-motion as his hand slips into his pocket and comes back out.
 
With my necklace.
 
“Ivy Hammond?”
 
Oh what is happening.
 
“Marry me.”
 
He looks up at me, his eyes full, his lips slightly parted.
 
“Again, or, I don’t know, stay married to me.”
 
I’m speechless for one second, feeling the eyes of my whole family on me.
 
Another second ticks by as I try and even comprehend what’s happening, and try and slow the thudding of my heart enough to even say the word I’m trying to say.
 
Sierra sighs loudly behind me. “Oh say yes. We all know you’re going to no matter what anyone says anyways.”
 
My dad chuckles, and Silas grins.
 
“Marry me, Ivy,” he says, reaching out and holding my hand. “Stay with me.”
 
And then the word does manage come out. The only word I’ve ever been able to say to the man kneeling in front of me who was once the boy doing the same thing.
 
“Yes.”
 
It comes tumbling out before I’m falling into him, feeling his arms go around me, feeling him spin me around as my mom and my sisters go nuts and Rowan and my dad grin and nod.
 
Yes.
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter Forty-One
 
 
 
 
 
Silas
 
 
 
 
I’m back at the house I used to know, on the back porch overlooking the backyard about to have a real, straight out-of-a-Rockwell-painting Hammond family dinner.
 
And I couldn’t be more excited.
 
Irene’s cooking, Rowan’s making smart-ass comments about me and his sister, Stella’s playing big sister and telling me to make myself useful and shuck corn.
 
Ivy is sitting on my lap, her hand in mine.
 
And it’s all exactly how I remember it.
 
Well, the beer in my hand was given to me by Jacob instead of me stealing it out of his fridge when he wasn’t looking, but besides that?
 
Exactly the same.
 
“So now what?”
 
I grin at Ivy, pulling her against me as I sit back against the railing of the back porch.
 
“I’m open to ideas.”
 
“Well,” she says, matter-of-factly. “I’m being sued by my management company.”
 
“I have no job and live on a houseboat.”
 
She laughs, turning in my arms to kiss me.
 
Goddamn this is perfect.
 
“We’ve got each other.”
 
She rolls her eyes. “I’m going to ignore how cringingly cliché that was.”