Epilogue
The grains of sand sank between Samiyah’s toes as her feet landed on rose petals. With tentative steps, Samiyah glided between row on row of white chairs filled with family, friends, and associates. In their eyesight, she was radiant and gracious. They’d come back to where it all began, San Juan, Puerto Rico. Samiyah suggested they honor Jonas’ mother by saying their vows where his parents had said theirs. It made Jonas’ heart swell, and his eyes fill with a mist of tears.
Darkness covered the sky, and the moon sat bright in the heavens. It was a perfect scenery with stars sprinting across the atmosphere. The beach was decorated with night lights that wrapped around chairs, bouquets of flowers, and the golden arch standing over her groom.
In Jonas’ eyes, Samiyah was a goddess, the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. Covered in a red and white wedding gown that hugged her curves down to her knees. It was her desire to walk barefooted, and Jonas didn’t mind at all. Samiyah’s hair flowed down her back with red jewels drawing a line down the middle. Jonas’ wedding day was always a blur in his eyes.
He didn’t see it coming, his mom was his whole heart, and he couldn’t imagine loving someone the way his father had loved her, then losing them to such violence. It had rendered him incapable of opening his heart. At least that’s what he thought.
Samiyah came into his life and broke through a barrier he thought was unbreakable and she was the best thing that ever happened to him. When she stepped in front of him, Jonas wanted to remove her veil instantly but held back for the sake of tradition. The pastor started with dearly beloved and Jonas didn’t hear anything else. His heart beat fast in his chest, and he could swear it would explode at any moment.
A grin spread across his clean-shaven face. The excitement was like a ball of energy. As the pastor spoke, Jonas pulled Samiyah’s hand to his lips and kissed the back. Her eyes sparkled, and a few tears landed on her russet cheeks. Jonas would give Samiyah all she longed for and more.
Samiyah was on pins and needles. The last six months had been a whirlwind of preparation and things had come together in a fantasy fairytale. In her opinion, the time frame was still too short to plan the wedding, but it couldn’t have come fast enough for Jonas. She loved that he loved her so assiduously. It was contagious, and her love for him drenched her completely. Jonas broad shoulders filled his Armani suit in polished, exquisite fashion. Thick black lashes hovered over his possessive stare sending a shrill of excitement crawling down Samiyah’s spine. His mouth moved slow and sexy.
“I do,” he said.
She barely heard it. Everything was now moving in slow motion. It was happening, her second chance. She didn’t beg for it, didn’t even want it, and yet it had found her faster than she could blink. Samiyah held no regrets. Her mother was in attendance. Martha had given them her blessings, helped Samiyah plan the wedding, and picked out a dress.
Samiyah gained a father, six brothers, and three sisters who were all in attendance. Samiyah even referred to Norma as Auntie Norm. It was overwhelming; more than anything she could ask for. But most importantly, Samiyah gained the man of her dreams; the love of her existence and without a doubt, she loved him more than life itself. It bewildered Samiyah. She didn’t think a love like this was possible.
Suddenly, Samiyah noticed the silence. Jonas continued to level her with a watchful gaze. Quickly Samiyah glanced around; they were waiting on her. A radiant smile floated across her face.
“I do.”
“With the power vested in me—” before the pastor could finish, her veil was lifted, and Jonas drew her in for a succulent kiss. Thunderous applause rose from the crowd. The tears had a mind of their own now, streaming fast down both of their faces. Chocolate mint and sweet honey lay fresh on their palates as they continued the stimulating kiss they couldn’t seem to pull apart from.
“I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Jonas Alexander Rose.”
More thunderous applause. Jonas finally released her lips, long enough to breathe and kiss her again.
“I love you,” his dark voice groveled.
“I love you, too,” Samiyah crooned.
They turned to the crowd and waved, Samiyah blowing kisses to her mom and best friend, Claudia. When Samiyah looked back to Jonas, his eyes were on her. He winked, and they ran down the aisle into the night.
The End
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