“You’re bleeding!” Carter cried out as he sat up to find where she had been hit. “Where are you hurt?”
Reagan’s face was white as she stared at him. “It’s not me,” she said as a tear escaped her lashes and ran down her cheek as she pressed her hands to his hip.
Carter watched in slow motion as Cy yelled for Ava, who had sprinted toward them. It was then he felt the burning. Looking down, Carter saw blood pouring from his pelvis and over Reagan’s fingers.
26
“Call an ambulance!” Ava yelled as she dropped to her knees.
“No use. The hospital is thirty minutes away,” Luke told her through the smeared blood on his own face. “Get him in the SUV.”
Cy, Porter, and Parker instantly went to grab him, but Ava stopped them. “There’s too much blood,” she said, talking to herself.
Carter didn’t know what that meant. All he knew was it burned, and he was starting to feel lightheaded. His mother and father grabbed one hand and Reagan held onto his other as Ava ripped his shirt up to his navel and quickly pulled down his pants a couple of inches.
“There,” she said to herself, taking in the bullet hole before digging into her bag.
A little old lady in a purple tracksuit looked over him. “Looks like it nicked the femoral artery. It needs pressure. Lots of it,” she told Ava.
Ava nodded and pressed a thick pad of gauze hard on the wound. Carter saw stars as pain exploded. “Hello, young man. You’re going to be fine. My name is Agnes, and I’m going to hold pressure while this nice young doctor gets the back of the SUV ready for you. She’ll need a couple strong people so she can switch off applying pressure. It’s going to hurt like the dickens, but you’ll survive.”
“Priest,” Carter said through tightly clenched teeth.
“No, I’m not a priest. I just know a thing or two about healing,” Agnes told him, pressing her hand immediately to the wound as soon as Ava pulled her hands back. Ava began barking orders, and Carter saw people running around, but it was taking all his power to focus on not passing out, to pay attention to what they were doing.
“No, I need a priest to marry us. Right now.”
Reagan shook her head as tears trickled down her determined face. “You are not going to die. Do you hear me?”
“I know I’m not. I have my wedding night to live for. But right now I need to know you’re my wife. I want that more than anything,” Carter said, his voice starting to grow weak as his energy began to wane.
“I’d be honored to marry you both,” Kenna said, wiping tears from her eyes. She looked to Reagan who nodded. “I know I’m not Father Ben, but a judge can still get the job done.”
“You, the scary-looking one,” Agnes said to someone off in the distance, “get a blanket so we can move him. And for goodness’ sake, you can put that dog down and help us carry this young man to the car when it’s ready.”
Carter looked to his soon-to-be wife. Behind Reagan stood Riley, Piper, and Aniyah with worried looks on their faces and tears. “I told you we were going to get married today.” Reagan smiled and leaned forward. He felt the coolness of her tear-drenched lips on his cheek as he reached up and cupped her face.
“I know I already asked you, but I’ll ask again. Reagan, will you marry me right now? Even though our future is uncertain, being your husband is all I want. I love you, for better or for worse, and I think this qualifies as worse. Say yes, Rea.”
“Yes.” She nodded as she kissed him again. Her lips trembled as she brushed them against his. “Just promise me my honeymoon.”
“Nothing in this world can stop me from spending forever with you,” Carter swore as Agnes pushed. When she did, it didn’t appear to hurt as much as when Ava did it, even though the old lady seemed stronger than Ava. Her hands were steady and warm. The heat from her hands soothed him as Ahmed, Cy, Porter, and Parker reached for his left side and rolled him slightly. Cade and Annie worked to slip a blanket under him before they grabbed his right side and tilted him again to situate the blanket fully underneath him.
Ahmed, Cy, and Porter took one side of the blanket. Parker, Will, and Cade took the other. Together they lifted Carter off the ground. He grimaced as they lifted him into the back of the SUV Luke had pulled up next to them.
Inside the SUV, all the seats had been laid flat. Luke and Annie worked together to pull Carter’s legs up far enough for his head to not be hit by the tailgate. Then Annie jumped from the front and Gemma and his mother took the front seat. His father, Cy, Porter, and Parker crammed into the SUV surrounding him. Ava instantly went to work with applying pressure as Reagan kept up a steady stream of encouragements.
“Call it in, Agnes,” Luke ordered out the window as he backed up. “And Vilma, get the clerk to call me. We need a marriage license.”
As Luke took off, Parker, Cy, and Will held Carter down so he wasn’t jostled as the SUV cut across the uneven ground toward the road. And when Luke hit the main road, Carter heard the throttle to the souped-up SUV open wide. The roads were windy, but that didn’t seem to slow Luke.
“Hang in there, son,” his father whispered as he held his hand.
His mother was on the phone with the Moonshine Hollow County Clerk. She put her hand over the phone and leaned into the front to talk to Luke. “If she emails you a scan of the marriage license, can you print it in your SUV?”
“Yes, ma’am. I have an in-car computer and printer,” Luke answered as he sped faster down the highway.
“Hold on,” Kenna said to the Moonshine clerk with frustration. “Will, give me your phone.” Will handed the phone over to his wife as she called the Keeneston County Clerk.
“I need Carter’s driver’s license and Reagan Davies’s license faxed to the Moonshine Hollow County Clerk in Tennessee, immediately!”
Kenna took a deep breath. “This is an emergency wedding! There is no time to place a bet. We need that information sent now!” Kenna let out a long breath. “Thank you.”
She hung up with Keeneston and put her phone back to her ear. “Did you get it?”
Cy leaned forward so Carter could see him as Ava switched off pressure with Porter. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? Had to be the hero so I wouldn’t cause a scene at the wedding. Good plan, Carter. I respect a man with a bullet wound. Especially a man who saved my daughter’s life. Plus, now I have something to lord over my brother, Cade. He’s always going on and on about Nash being a badass, but today you took the title.”
Carter would have laughed if it weren’t for the pain. Instead he smiled at his soon-to-be father-in-law. That was the most meaningful thing Cy had ever said to him.
“Here they are,” Kenna snapped as she turned the phone to Carter and Reagan. “Can you see them?”
“Yes,” came the voice over the phone. “Is that blood?”
“Didn’t Vilma tell you it was an emergency?” Kenna snapped.
“Oh, my. Okay. Carter Ashton, do you swear all the information on this form is correct?” Carter listened as she rambled off his place of birth, his address, his wish to marry Reagan, and so on.
“I swear,” he told her as she repeated the procedure for Reagan before agreeing to sign and email the marriage license.
“I’ll bring the original to the hospital where you can sign it again and then I’ll immediately file it,” the clerk told Kenna who thanked her before hanging up.
“Switch,” Ava ordered she took over applying pressure to his wound.
In less than five minutes, Reagan had her hand in his and Kenna was saying the words Carter had longed to hear. “Carter, do you take Reagan to be your lawfully wedded spouse? Will you love, comfort, honor, and protect her; forsaking all others to be faithful to her forevermore?”
Carter squeezed Reagan’s hand as she smiled down at him. “I do.”
Kenna and his mother sniffled as the short ceremony continued. “Reagan, do you take Carter to be your lawfully wedded spouse? Will you love, comfort, honor, and protect him; forsaking all others to be faithful to him forevermore?”