He and his groomsmen had taken over his parentsâ house to get ready, and Will had spent much of the day pacing from one end of the barn to the other.
He wasnât nervous at all. He was
ready
, and having to wait all day had been the purest form of torture, especially because he hadnât yet spoken to Cam. A day without Cameron was its own brand of torture, and reminded him of the time theyâd spent apart after they first met. Heâd hated being apart from her and had counted down the minutes until they could be together again.
He was doing the same thing today, constantly checking his watch, which moved far too slowly for his liking. Fortunately, his brothers had left him alone for the most part. A few digs here and there about the pacing and the watch-checking, but theyâd gone easy on him, which he appreciated.
At the appointed time, Hunter had driven him and Colton to the cabin, the three of them unusually silent during the ride. Passing the place where heâd first met Cameron, Will smiled at the memories of that fateful night and all the days that had followed.
Thanks, Fred
.
When Hunter took the right turn onto the dirt road that led to the cabin, Willâs heart began to beat faster. Never had coming home meant more than it did right now, knowing Cameron was there, waiting for him, prepared to take vows that would give them forever together.
âYou okay back there?â Colton asked, breaking the long silence.
âYep.â
âNeed anything?â
âNope.â That wasnât entirely true. He needed her like heâd never needed anything or anyone else.
Soon enough
 . . . Sheâd be his wife and theyâd have the rest of their lives to love each other.
The yard had been transformed in his absence. An arbor of flowers was positioned in front of rows of chairs separated by an aisle down the middle. The entrance to the tent had been artfully decorated with hay bales, corn stalks, pumpkins and chrysanthemums of every color.
Theyâd gotten a gorgeous sunny late autumn day that only added to the perfection of the scene before him. It was everything theyâd hoped it would be, and it was right here in the place they called home. He loved that sheâd wanted to do it here when she had the resources to do it anywhere in the world. He loved that she wanted what he didâtheir simple life in Vermont, surrounded by his big family, working for the family business.
Someday he might understand how heâd managed to find the perfect woman for him, but so far that understanding eluded him. Whatever higher power had put her in his path that night last spring deserved his undying gratitude.
His brothers and Troy poured out of trucks behind him, each of them in high spirits while Will stood off to the side, his gaze fixed on the cabin, hoping for a glimpse of his bride. As the guests arrived and took their seats, Regan handed out boutonnieres and instructed him and the other groomsmen to wait in an area away from where the ceremony would take place. Positioning the flowers on their lapels and trying not to stick pins in one another gave the guys something to do for the final few minutes.
Regan came out of the cabin, carrying a clipboard and a handheld radio that she spoke into as she approached Will. âReady to roll?â
âVery ready.â
âGentlemen,â Regan said with authority that made his boisterous brothers go silent. âTake your places, please.â She walked away talking into the radio, directing everyone to where they needed to be.
âShowtime,â Colton said, clasping Willâs shoulder and guiding him toward the arbor.
He felt everyoneâs eyes on him as he and his brother walked down the aisle, where they were greeted with hugs from their father and grandfather.
âLove you both,â Elmer whispered in Willâs ear.
âLove you, too, Gramps. Thanks for doing this for us.â
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