“Oh my God,” I said, tears pooling in my eyes. “It’s amazing!” I managed before frowning. “But I had the impression you weren’t serious about this.”
Tyler waved me off. “Nonsense. I admit, I did suggest it a little too quickly before, but I’ve consulted with a few experts, and we’re going to make this work.” He grinned at me.
Tears came to my eyes and I felt weak in my knees. “I can’t believe this,” I said, noticing that little smirk he had on his face. “What? You have that and that’s not all look going on right now.”
“It’s the best part. Christine Finnerman has agreed to send over her two best lieutenants to work alongside you.”
“April and Gabe,” I breathed, feeling dizzy. This had to be some sort of dream.
“I-I-I-” I stuttered, unable to find the words.
“Love me?” Tyler finished.
“Yes, of course that, but . . . what if this business fails? What if I fail? And do I even want to know what it took to get Christine to agree to that?”
“Then it fails and at least you tried. This is your dream, and it’s right in front of you. It’s time for you to go out and seize it. But I know you three aren’t going to fail,” Tyler said firmly. “All that slaving for Christine is going to pay off, trust me.”
“You didn’t answer my last question.”
“Details, details. Does it really matter?” Tyler said with a grin.
I don’t think I loved Tyler more than I did in that moment. I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a deep kiss.
“Damn, I should give you surprises like this more often,” Tyler breathed when I finally pulled back away from him, breathless.
I giggled. “Oh shut it.”
“Seriously, I want more of where that came from.”
I playfully poked him in the stomach. “Later.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.
Tyler stared at me wearily. “All right. I’m going to hold you to that.”
I smiled, then sighed a second later.
“What’s the matter now?” Tyler asked.
“I just don’t know how I’m ever going to repay you for all of this.”
Suddenly, Tyler’s face brightened. “I know exactly how you can repay me.”
I stared at him warily. “What is it?”
“You can be my date to Brad’s wedding tomorrow.”
“Ugh,” I groaned. “I don’t know. I don’t really have anything to wear.”
Tyler pulled me in close, the smell of his cologne that I so loved tickling my nose. “You’re in fashion. I’m sure you can find something. And it’s not a request,” he added. “It’s an order.”
Epilogue
Tyler
There’s a saying that you get what you pay for, and I got exactly that with Brad’s wedding. The event was a lavish affair, being held at the Promade. It was a small fortune to rent it for the day, but it was worth it.
All the wedding guests were dressed in the high-end attire designed by Christine. I’d supplied the money for top-notch catering, a band, and best of all, relieved my best friend of tremendous stress.
Not to say that he wasn’t still stressed. Even with everything I’d done to help, Brad still couldn’t help being nervous. It was his wedding, after all.
“Calm down, man,” I whispered to him as we waited. We were both dressed in almost identical tuxes, black and white, our shoes freshly shined and our hair nicely styled.
“You’re going to stroke out before Katie even makes her way down the aisle.”
“I just want everything perfect for her,” Brad replied, and I could understand.
All the guests were waiting. The music was about to start and I was about to walk with Brad out to the altar.
“Get ahold of yourself,” I growled. I felt like Brad was being ridiculous.
Before he could reply, a tiny dog, a Yorkshire Terrier dressed in a tuxedo, came running to me.
“What the hell is this?” I demanded with a ridiculous laugh when the dog reached me, wondering what the hell a dog was doing here.
Brad eyed the dog and groaned. “That’s Katie’s little baby, Hercules. Fitting name for a five-pound dog, huh? She doesn’t go anywhere without him. I told you she’s an animal lover. Anyway, she insisted he be a part of the wedding. Sorry I didn’t tell you, but don’t worry, he’s well-behaved.”
I shook my head. “You’ll never learn to put your foot down.”
Brad grimaced. “That’s not all. He’s supposed to walk in with us.”
I turned on him and rolled my eyes. “Hey, whatever floats your boat. It’s your wedding.”
“Let’s go,” I ordered. “It’s time.”
Brad pulled himself together, and when Katie reached the altar, he looked in total control of himself. I was proud of him.
The priest began, and I found my thoughts drifting to Victoria and what the future might hold for us. I could see her with the guests, and she looked absolutely stunning.
“And now you may kiss the bride!” The priest cried exultantly at the end.