Epilogue

“Leave it to that wily rascal to not only find you but marry you,” said the man Sasha was dancing with.

Sasha laughed. She’d met Remy’s former partner from the New Orleans Police Department on a trip to that city to celebrate their engagement six months ago. She’d recognized Thorsten Hightower as one of the men who’d been with Remy that night in the piano bar. At first she’d been embarrassed, but after Hightower had told her how desperate her brand-new husband had been to find her, she’d relaxed.

She glanced at Remy dancing with Evie, and her heart expanded in her chest. So handsome in his dark suit and bright white shirt. He caught her eye and winked. They’d agreed to wait until after their honeymoon to give Evie the news that’d she was going to be a big sister. It was still early stages, and they knew once Evie knew, so would all of Rose Creek. In the meantime, Evie was excited by the prospect of spending a full week with Sasha’s parents in Scottsdale while she and Remy went on their honeymoon.

The dance ended and the couples broke apart and the DJ announced that it was time to throw the bouquet.

When Annie Metcalf hung back from the single women gathering for a shot, Sasha motioned for her new friend to join them, and reluctantly, Annie did. Sasha made a mental note of where Annie was standing and tossed the flowers in that direction. The bouquet practically landed on her, and everyone cheered.

“I saw what you did there, cher,” Remy whispered and put his arm around her waist.

Sasha leaned against him and smiled. “I believe in spreading the happiness around.”

“What’s that dreamy look for?”

“It’s for the part that comes next.”

He gave her that sexy grin and placed his hand on her stomach. “You mean filling up our house?”

“I was talking about living happily ever after.”

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