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bust.”
“But it wasn’t, was it?”
“Good God, no. It was spectacular.”
“Mmm,” he said, nuzzling her neck. “Refresh my memory. Tell me about that day.”
“You haven’t forgotten one minute of it.”
“Tell me anyway.”
Sighing with pleasure at the memory of their wedding day, she said, “It was snowing, like today, and my parents were worried that people wouldn’t be able to get there. I didn’t care if anyone was there, as long as you were.”
“I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. One of the roughest rides I’ve ever had on a ferry was the day before our wedding.”
“Yes! You were still gray around the edges when you got to my house.”
“Closest I ever came to getting sick. I thought we were going to roll over for sure. They warned us it was going to be a rough one, but no way was I missing that boat. Not after losing my mind over you for six long months.”
“I was so happy to see you. I felt like we’d survived some sort of epic challenge by then.”
“We had.”
“We were awfully silly and dramatic, when you think about it now.”
“We were crazy in love. Nothing silly or dramatic about that.”
“Anyway, we had the rehearsal dinner that night at your parents’ house and then the wedding the next morning. I was so nervous and excited and…”
“And what?”
“Overjoyed. I’d never wanted anything in my short life more than I wanted to be married to you.”
“Forty years later, and I still love to hear you say that.”
“It’s still as true today as it was the day we said ‘I do.’”
“For me, too.” He kissed her softly and gazed into those spectacular eyes that had captivated him the first day he saw her and every day since.
“The wedding is a blur to me,” she said. “I remember bits and pieces of it, walking into the church on the arm of my dad and seeing you standing there with Frankie and Kev, waiting for me. You were so handsome. My friends were all jealous that I’d landed such a stud.”
“A stud,” he said with a bark of laughter. “Right.”
“You were—and are —a stud, compared to their husbands.”
“Why, thank you, honey. And you are as sexy and gorgeous as you were the day I married you.”
“Sure I am,” she said, patting his head indulgently. “Five children later, my red bikini days are far behind me.”
“You could rock that bikini today the same way you did then.”
“No, I couldn’t,” she said, laughing. “And before you ask, I’m not putting it on for you.”
He bit down on her earlobe. “I could get you to do it.”
“Yes, you probably could, but it would be terribly disappointing compared to the first time I wore it for you.”
“Never. Now tell me the rest of our wedding story. You’re just getting to the good part.”
“The ‘I dos’ weren’t the good part?”
“Nope. That was the legal part. The good part came later.”
“It certainly did.”
After a lovely reception in a ballroom at the Biltmore Hotel, Mac’s parents had surprised them with a room in the hotel for their wedding night.
“We actually get to stay here?” Linda had whispered to him after his parents gave him their generous gift.
“You bet we do.” He pushed the button for the sixth floor and then held out his arms to her. “Most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”
“I’m the only bride you’ve ever seen.”
“That’s not true. I’ve been to a few weddings in my time, and none of the brides were anywhere near as sexy as mine is. In fact, a few of them were downright horse-faced.”
“Stop it,” she said, laughing. “They were not.”
“Compared to you, everyone is.”
“You’ve already got a ring on my finger. You can probably dial the charm down a notch now.”
“I’ve got to make sure you don’t leave me when you get a better offer. I’ll never dial it down.”
“And I’ll never get a better offer.” She laid her hands flat on his chest, like she had that first day on the
“But it wasn’t, was it?”
“Good God, no. It was spectacular.”
“Mmm,” he said, nuzzling her neck. “Refresh my memory. Tell me about that day.”
“You haven’t forgotten one minute of it.”
“Tell me anyway.”
Sighing with pleasure at the memory of their wedding day, she said, “It was snowing, like today, and my parents were worried that people wouldn’t be able to get there. I didn’t care if anyone was there, as long as you were.”
“I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. One of the roughest rides I’ve ever had on a ferry was the day before our wedding.”
“Yes! You were still gray around the edges when you got to my house.”
“Closest I ever came to getting sick. I thought we were going to roll over for sure. They warned us it was going to be a rough one, but no way was I missing that boat. Not after losing my mind over you for six long months.”
“I was so happy to see you. I felt like we’d survived some sort of epic challenge by then.”
“We had.”
“We were awfully silly and dramatic, when you think about it now.”
“We were crazy in love. Nothing silly or dramatic about that.”
“Anyway, we had the rehearsal dinner that night at your parents’ house and then the wedding the next morning. I was so nervous and excited and…”
“And what?”
“Overjoyed. I’d never wanted anything in my short life more than I wanted to be married to you.”
“Forty years later, and I still love to hear you say that.”
“It’s still as true today as it was the day we said ‘I do.’”
“For me, too.” He kissed her softly and gazed into those spectacular eyes that had captivated him the first day he saw her and every day since.
“The wedding is a blur to me,” she said. “I remember bits and pieces of it, walking into the church on the arm of my dad and seeing you standing there with Frankie and Kev, waiting for me. You were so handsome. My friends were all jealous that I’d landed such a stud.”
“A stud,” he said with a bark of laughter. “Right.”
“You were—and are —a stud, compared to their husbands.”
“Why, thank you, honey. And you are as sexy and gorgeous as you were the day I married you.”
“Sure I am,” she said, patting his head indulgently. “Five children later, my red bikini days are far behind me.”
“You could rock that bikini today the same way you did then.”
“No, I couldn’t,” she said, laughing. “And before you ask, I’m not putting it on for you.”
He bit down on her earlobe. “I could get you to do it.”
“Yes, you probably could, but it would be terribly disappointing compared to the first time I wore it for you.”
“Never. Now tell me the rest of our wedding story. You’re just getting to the good part.”
“The ‘I dos’ weren’t the good part?”
“Nope. That was the legal part. The good part came later.”
“It certainly did.”
After a lovely reception in a ballroom at the Biltmore Hotel, Mac’s parents had surprised them with a room in the hotel for their wedding night.
“We actually get to stay here?” Linda had whispered to him after his parents gave him their generous gift.
“You bet we do.” He pushed the button for the sixth floor and then held out his arms to her. “Most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”
“I’m the only bride you’ve ever seen.”
“That’s not true. I’ve been to a few weddings in my time, and none of the brides were anywhere near as sexy as mine is. In fact, a few of them were downright horse-faced.”
“Stop it,” she said, laughing. “They were not.”
“Compared to you, everyone is.”
“You’ve already got a ring on my finger. You can probably dial the charm down a notch now.”
“I’ve got to make sure you don’t leave me when you get a better offer. I’ll never dial it down.”
“And I’ll never get a better offer.” She laid her hands flat on his chest, like she had that first day on the
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