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still smiling when, a
little later, Jordan and Cole left to take the stage, arms around each other.
“We’d like to thank everyone for their
well wishes and for coming to help celebrate our engagement,” Cole said,
smiling adoringly at her sister.
“We’d also like to thank Kerri and
Emma for the wonderful job they did with the food,” Jordan gushed. “Everything
was absolutely delicious, especially the lasagna.”
Kerri smiled and thanked the
murmuring crowd, unable to stop the impending blush. Her gaze met and locked
with Connor’s. Brown eyes darkened, and heaven help her…heated. Okay, now she
had a problem. Her body tingled. What was up with that? And what happened to
the childhood rapport that had enveloped them? It disappeared…like her breath.
And she had the oddest urge to move to his side of the table to…
She gripped the bottom of her chair
and stayed put. No. Bad body . He raised his glass and nodded. Kerri had
no idea if his response was to her inner battle or Jordan’s praise. Body
humming with an unfamiliar current, she managed a small smile, and with extreme
effort, pulled her gaze away. Her breathing returned to normal.
Holy smokes, that man was dangerous
to her sanity. But, she had to admit, she kind of liked the off-kilter affect
he brought to her world. Maybe it was something she should explore. Just a
little. She’d certainly never encountered it before.
Maybe because she’d always been
with safe men. Never with such a virile, dangerous one. What am I thinking? Like she’d even know what to do with one.
Kerri gave herself a mental shake
and forced her attention back to the loving couple on stage.
“Finally, I’d like to thank my
beautiful fiancée, Jordan.” Cole turned her sister to face him and grasped both
her hands. “Honey, thank you for being patient and not knocking my head off
even though I deserved it more than once this past year.”
The crowd laughed.
“And thank you for bringing me back
to life,” he continued. “I love you. You’ve made me a better man. A happy man.
The luckiest damn man in the world.”
Kerri watched with a tear in her
eye as Jordan lovingly touched Cole’s face. “I love you, too, sweetheart. And I
brought you back for purely selfish reasons. I told you more than a decade ago,
you were going to marry me, and I intend to make that happen.”
“So do I, Jordan. So do I,” Cole stated softly just before he gave his bride-to-be a thorough kiss in front of
everyone.
When the clapping and whistling
stopped, Cole announced he had a song he wanted to sing to Jordan. Kerri
laughed at her wide-eyed, open-mouthed sister.
“Jordan speechless. That’s not
something you see very often,” Connor commented, dropping down next to her.
Dang. Why’d he move? Her
heart was now residing in her throat so all she could do was nod. But soon she
forgot about her discomfort as Cole began to sing a beautiful Garth Brooks
ballad about coming back to each other and finally closing a circle.
Kerri was never more thankful she
didn’t use mascara, because she’d certainly resemble a raccoon. What an
incredibly, fitting song. She swallowed past her tight throat, then started
when a warm hand covered her own. Her gaze swiveled to Connor’s and she was
surprised to note the same emotions stinging her eyes shined in his gaze. She
squeezed back.
No reason they couldn’t share a
kindred, happy moment for their siblings. And their siblings were happy.
It beamed from their faces. Jordan and Cole were so much in love nobody danced.
Nobody moved. They sat in their seats and took delight in the happy couple’s
joy.
When the song ended, Jordan kissed Cole, then clung to him, and the two just stood there, holding each other
tight. That’s when the biggest pang of envy stabbed at Kerri, mutilating her
with invisible slash after slash.
If it was in the cards for her to
find a love even half as strong, she’d be eternally grateful.
Everyone stood and cheered,
little later, Jordan and Cole left to take the stage, arms around each other.
“We’d like to thank everyone for their
well wishes and for coming to help celebrate our engagement,” Cole said,
smiling adoringly at her sister.
“We’d also like to thank Kerri and
Emma for the wonderful job they did with the food,” Jordan gushed. “Everything
was absolutely delicious, especially the lasagna.”
Kerri smiled and thanked the
murmuring crowd, unable to stop the impending blush. Her gaze met and locked
with Connor’s. Brown eyes darkened, and heaven help her…heated. Okay, now she
had a problem. Her body tingled. What was up with that? And what happened to
the childhood rapport that had enveloped them? It disappeared…like her breath.
And she had the oddest urge to move to his side of the table to…
She gripped the bottom of her chair
and stayed put. No. Bad body . He raised his glass and nodded. Kerri had
no idea if his response was to her inner battle or Jordan’s praise. Body
humming with an unfamiliar current, she managed a small smile, and with extreme
effort, pulled her gaze away. Her breathing returned to normal.
Holy smokes, that man was dangerous
to her sanity. But, she had to admit, she kind of liked the off-kilter affect
he brought to her world. Maybe it was something she should explore. Just a
little. She’d certainly never encountered it before.
Maybe because she’d always been
with safe men. Never with such a virile, dangerous one. What am I thinking? Like she’d even know what to do with one.
Kerri gave herself a mental shake
and forced her attention back to the loving couple on stage.
“Finally, I’d like to thank my
beautiful fiancée, Jordan.” Cole turned her sister to face him and grasped both
her hands. “Honey, thank you for being patient and not knocking my head off
even though I deserved it more than once this past year.”
The crowd laughed.
“And thank you for bringing me back
to life,” he continued. “I love you. You’ve made me a better man. A happy man.
The luckiest damn man in the world.”
Kerri watched with a tear in her
eye as Jordan lovingly touched Cole’s face. “I love you, too, sweetheart. And I
brought you back for purely selfish reasons. I told you more than a decade ago,
you were going to marry me, and I intend to make that happen.”
“So do I, Jordan. So do I,” Cole stated softly just before he gave his bride-to-be a thorough kiss in front of
everyone.
When the clapping and whistling
stopped, Cole announced he had a song he wanted to sing to Jordan. Kerri
laughed at her wide-eyed, open-mouthed sister.
“Jordan speechless. That’s not
something you see very often,” Connor commented, dropping down next to her.
Dang. Why’d he move? Her
heart was now residing in her throat so all she could do was nod. But soon she
forgot about her discomfort as Cole began to sing a beautiful Garth Brooks
ballad about coming back to each other and finally closing a circle.
Kerri was never more thankful she
didn’t use mascara, because she’d certainly resemble a raccoon. What an
incredibly, fitting song. She swallowed past her tight throat, then started
when a warm hand covered her own. Her gaze swiveled to Connor’s and she was
surprised to note the same emotions stinging her eyes shined in his gaze. She
squeezed back.
No reason they couldn’t share a
kindred, happy moment for their siblings. And their siblings were happy.
It beamed from their faces. Jordan and Cole were so much in love nobody danced.
Nobody moved. They sat in their seats and took delight in the happy couple’s
joy.
When the song ended, Jordan kissed Cole, then clung to him, and the two just stood there, holding each other
tight. That’s when the biggest pang of envy stabbed at Kerri, mutilating her
with invisible slash after slash.
If it was in the cards for her to
find a love even half as strong, she’d be eternally grateful.
Everyone stood and cheered,
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