Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
I gripped the rail as I moved down to the bottom, keeping my eyes on his the entire time. He was the last man I’d expected to fall in love with, and the last man I’d expected to trust so deeply. And he was definitely the last man I’d expected to risk my life for. Now we had a family together, another little one on the way.
A lot had changed in a year.
I reached the bottom floor, and he circled his arms around me. His hands rested on the steep curve in my back, and he pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes on my lips. Time seemed to stop as he held me in the entryway, in no rush to head to Florence to bind our lives together forever. He didn’t press his lips to mine to kiss me, probably wanting to wait until I was his wife.
My arms rested in the crook of his, and I enjoyed the silence with him, the hum of love that vibrated between us. Our love had deepened so much, and just when I thought I couldn’t love him anymore, I did. He was the father of my children, my protector, and my provider. He was everything to me.
He rubbed his nose against mine. “Let’s get married.”
Cato arranged for the town hall to be open late so we could have a private ceremony. We signed all the paperwork and exchanged our vows before the clerk married us in the eyes of our friends and family.
It was the same experience many other couples had, but it felt special to me. It seemed like we were the only two people who really loved each other like this.
He cupped my face and locked his eyes on to mine. “I do.”
I said the words back. “I do.”
He didn’t waste any time leaning in and kissing me. It was a soft embrace but one packed with his undying love and devotion. He kissed me like his mother wasn’t watching, and my brother could look away if he didn’t like it—which he probably did.
Cato rested his forehead against mine when he pulled away. “Mrs. Marino.”
“Husband.”
He smiled. “I like that.” He took my hand and guided me to our family.
Chiara held Martina in her arms, and she handed her over so we could hold her on our special day. “Congratulations, you two.”
“Thanks, Mother.” Cato kissed her on the cheek.
I held our daughter and looked down into her face. “We’re going to miss you. Have fun with Nana. We’ll see you in a few days.” I kissed her forehead before I handed her to Cato.
He rocked her back and forth gently before he did the same. “We’ll see you soon, sweetheart.” He handed her back to his mother.
“Let’s take some pictures,” Chiara said. “That way you can run off and live happily ever after.”