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Lola LaRue stood at a moment and a place she’d never imagined.
A simple I do joining her life to Tim’s. The two words completed her declaration that matched his.
When he kissed her, tears flowed and she couldn’t stop them. Tears and laughter and one of his searing kisses that made her know she could fly.
In moments, her laughter had swept the wedding party and then the rest of the crowded restaurant closed for the occasion. Mark Henderson, who’d escorted her down the aisle, now close beside Emily, her maid-of-honor, still barely showing despite the clingy bridesmaid dress. Big John, looking absolutely amazing in his best man’s suit swept his quiet wife into his arms and delivered a smacking kiss that she wholeheartedly returned.
Dilya ran forward, still carrying her near-empty bask
