Shit…vows? Was I supposed to do vows?
To be fair, I didn’t even know we were in this part of the ceremony. After I walked down the makeshift aisle, handed Kat my bouquet, and gave my hands to Logan, I kind of blacked out.
I’m still getting over the gifts and the whole “getting married” thing.
“I…I didn’t prepare any,” I admit.
“That’s fine, dear,” the judge says. “Logan? Would you like to say anything?”
“I would,” Logan says before leaning into me. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to say anything back.”
Easy for him to say. When this judge is asked one day to testify if we were a loving couple, he’ll be able to say, “The groom? Great. The bride? Not so much.”
“Maeve,” Logan begins. “From the moment we met, I knew there was something different about you. To this day, I still don’t know what it was, but I knew you were going to change my life. And even if that night would’ve ended there, you still changed it. You’re brilliant and beautiful. Smart and kind. You amaze me with your talent, and you’re the best mum to Jayce. I’m just glad that I can be a part of your life, no matter where that road takes us.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. Is this how he really feels? I mean, I knew from comments he’s made and the looks he’s given, that he wouldn’t say no if I said “let’s give this a try.” But this? This is much more than I expected.
“Thank you, Logan,” the judge says. “And now?—”
“Excuse me,” I interrupt. “Can I still say a few words?”
The judge smiles and slowly nods his head. “Of course.”
I suck in the biggest breath I’ve ever taken and close my eyes for a second. When I open them, I’m looking right into Logan’s, who are nothing but warm and filled with…love?
No. That’s not what that is.
“Logan,” I begin, refusing to let my brain go down that rabbit hole. “Thank you. For everything.”
I pause for a second, wondering if I should really say things I haven’t rehearsed.
Fuck it. We’ll do it live.
“You’ve stepped up in my life when others haven’t. You’ve seen things in me that I didn’t know I had in myself. And your faith in me is…well, I don’t know what I did to deserve it, but thank you for believing in me. Thank you for going on this journey with me. Just…thank you.”
A wink from Logan allows me to breathe.
“And now, may I have the rings?”
My eyes go wide as I realize we didn’t get rings. What the hell? I’m the shittiest bride ever.
However, and I should’ve known, magically out of Logan’s pocket comes two wedding bands.
“Do you, Logan Matthews, take Maeve Banks to be your lawful wedded wife?”
Logan sends me a perfect smile. “I do.”
I take the ring from the judge and slip the ring onto Logan’s finger, pushing it gently past his knuckle.
“Excuse me, Maeve?”
I look over to the judge, wondering why he’s stopping the ceremony. “Yes?”
He eyes the ring. “You put it on the wrong finger.”
“Oh! Shit!” The snickers from Logan and Kat aren’t helping as I hurriedly pull it off his hand and put it on the other. “Don’tyou dare laugh, Logan Matthews. You could’ve given me a high sign or something.”
“Apologies. I was too in the moment.”
