The ocean breeze fell across Kade’s face as he stared back at the Castle, waiting for Felicity to join him at the makeshift beach altar.

 He felt his brother’s hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, bro. She’s coming.”

Kade turned to look at Anthony, and satisfaction filled him. It had been a rough year of intense physical therapy, but Anthony was walking and even running and passing a little. He still talked about playing football, but Kade doubted any team would touch him with his complicated neck status.

“The best day,” he said happily in response to Anthony, not doubting whether or not Felicity would walk down the aisle, but—okay, he would admit he was a bit nervous. He loved this woman more than life itself, and if she bailed on him, he didn’t think he’d ever recover.

His brother winked at him. “This is what life’s all about, bro. Putting it all on the line, throwing the Hail Mary, and praying someone will catch it.”

“There’s only one person I want to catch it.” The football analogy annoyed him, which he knew Felicity would find funny since he used so many football analogies of his own.

Soft, soothing music played, and Kade stared at the crowd of people in the audience and was grateful he and Felicity had insisted on a small wedding on the beach. He stared out at his father, proudly perched in the front row. His grandmother was next to him. It made him happy she seemed like she was doing well.

X and Ace and their women sat next to her. He’d attended their weddings over the past year and was insanely happy for them.

X made a cheesy gunfire gesture at him and winked.

He rolled his eyes and smiled.

A couple of other players from his team were attending with their dates too. James Knight, the owner of the Titans, was here with his wife. Mr. DaVinci was in attendance as well as a couple of people Felicity had grown close to in therapy.

After the surgery, Felicity had been through a year of ups and downs, but finally, her health had leveled off over the past three months, and she was doing amazing. Every day, she got stronger and feistier. She was even feistier than before, something he never hesitated to tease her about.

It had been a miracle to get that heart that day, a miracle he would never forget and would always be grateful for.

Felicity appeared at the end of the red carpet covering the hundred yards from the castle to the beach.

Seeing her now reminded him of the first time he’d stepped into his music room at his home and had seen her sitting in white at the piano. This creature was mythical, beautiful. He would never have guessed a woman like her existed. A woman with incredible passion and more concern and love and grace than he ever could have thought possible.

A woman who had taught him about grace. A woman who had been the catalyst to restore peace and love in his relationship with his brother and his relationship with his father.

A woman who was everything to him. Who dished out tough love, and demanded it as well.

Her mother walked out in front of her and took a seat on the other side of the front row.

Anticipation, excitement, and nerves washed through him. Here he was, again, sweating. No other woman could make him sweat. Overwhelmed with the love he had for this woman, he felt his eyes moisten.

His brother nudged him. “Keep it together, Kincaid.”

He let out a light laugh and smiled, so grateful for so much more than just this day. So grateful for this moment, for this life. He was humbled by all that was being given to him as he heard the music change to the wedding song.

The crowd stood, and Felicity, holding her father’s arm, started walking toward them.

Felicity had insisted Kade not see the dress before the wedding, and he wasn’t disappointed. Her beautiful red hair was in soft curls around her shoulders, and she had a little veil that fell over the satin, off-the-shoulder dress. It had an empire waist and fell in waves of tulle down her legs.

“Incredible,” he muttered, anticipation and love swirling through him.

Felicity had insisted on waiting for intimacy until the wedding night, and he’d agreed, but he wouldn’t lie—he’d dreamed about this night a thousand times. After the small reception, he had a flight plan already in place to take them to Paris. It was what Felicity wanted, and he just wanted to be with her, so he honestly could care less where they went. He just regretted having to do the whole reception and wedding lunch before they took off.

Her father beamed proudly as he stopped when they got to Kade. It had been amazing to watch the remarkable transformation her father had gone through as he’d helped Felicity regain her strength. Kade and her father had become more than friends. They truly were family. He winked at Kade and sat next to her mother. Felicity had told him her mother had said she thought they would remarry, but wanted to wait until after this wedding.

Felicity stood in front of him, looking vulnerable and happy and like a mirror image of his excitement. She reached for his hand, and he gladly took hers.

The preacher started into the ceremony, and Kade honestly didn’t hear much of it as he stared into Felicity’s eyes and she stared into his. All he could think about was their now, their future, their everything.

When it got time to say I do and kiss the bride, he took her and kissed her, dipping her deeply.

The crowd laughed and clapped.

Felicity laughed too, reaching up and putting her arms around his neck.

The flowery smell of her surrounded him, and once again, he felt so in love and so immersed in this woman.

“You ready for the biggest game of your life?”

Grinning, he pressed his lips to hers gently, forgetting everyone around them.

She laughed and pulled back. “I’m going to have to insist we skip out on the party and get started on the honeymoon. After all, we hung out with them last night. Let’s just be spoiled, bratty billionaires and go off on our own.”

Fire sparked through him, and he bent and swooped her off her feet. “I like this entitled version of Mrs. Kincaid!”

The crowd cheered, and he smiled at them and began walking toward the helicopter. “Thanks for coming! We’ll see you all later!”

The crowd cheered louder.

Happiness fell through him as he stared into Felicity’s eyes. “Already starting with the bossiness, are we?” He got to the helicopter and put her down, opening the door for her.

She smiled at him and gently touched his face. “It’s called tough love, Kincaid.” The sweet smile was anything but tough as she said, “Get used to it.”

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