“Okay. Fine. Remind me later, would you?” She nods and Aunt Alison calls her over to the bar.
Bethany rests her hand on my shoulder. “Are you happy?” she asks quietly.
I admire the smiling faces that fill the room and the laughter above the low music of the jukebox. “Yes. I am.”
She looks up at me, her gray eyes smiling. “Good.”
I kiss her forehead, appreciating a moment together before things get even more chaotic.
“So,” Reilly says with a grin. He walks up beside Bethany and I, a beer in his hand. “How does it feel, big shot?”
All I can do is shake my head in awe. “Eight months ago, it was all a dream, not even a goal. Now I have a bar.” I think about how much my life has changed this past year—how much all of our lives have changed. Sam and Reilly are finally together. Mac has Colton and Casey. And me, I have the only woman I’ve ever really wanted. “We’ve all had a crazy couple of years, haven’t we?” I squeeze Bethany’s hand in mine.
“Yeah,” Reilly says. “You could say that. It’s like we’re adults or something.”
“I know, dude. I havea bar,” I repeat.
Reilly chuckles and tips his beer. “Life is good.”
I pull Bethany closer. “Yes, it is.”
THE END
