Nick tossed his head back and laughed. “Ogle away. Just remember who’s taking you home tonight.”

“As if I could ever forget.” She brought him down for a lingering kiss that generated catcalls from their guests. “And I’ll never forget that you did this for me.”

“My pleasure, babe.”

She loved that about him—how pleasing her was always more important to him than pleasing himself.

Their wedding party joined them for “Make a Memory.” Sam was still trying to absorb that Jon Bon Jovi, the Jon Bon Jovi, was actually at her wedding when he asked her to have a seat next to her dad. In a daze, Sam made her way across the room to her dad and sat with him, her hand joined with his right hand.

“Can you even stand this?” she squealed.

Her dad and Celia cracked up laughing.

Bon Jovi sang “I’ll Be There for You,” which reduced the entire family to tears. He sang four more songs before turning the music back over to the DJ. When Sam and Nick went to thank him, he gave her a big hug and posed for pictures with them before he took his leave.

“Unbelievable,” Sam said, still wanting to pinch herself to make sure she hadn’t dreamed it. “Seriously.”

“I’m so glad you liked my surprise,” Nick said.

“Liked it? I’ll live off that hug for the rest of my life!”

He raised an eyebrow to let her know she was pushing her luck. “Is that so?”

“Well, maybe not the rest of my life, but for a little while anyway.”

“Better,” Nick said with a tolerant grin.

“Sam,” Scotty said, tugging at her arm. “What about the other surprise?”

“Ah, yes,” she said, “is it time for that?”

Radiating excitement, Scotty nodded.

“Go ahead and tell Shelby. She’ll get it for you.”

Scotty scurried off, and Sam turned to her husband.

“What’re you up to, Samantha?”

“Wait until you see. This was all Scotty’s idea, so give him the credit.”

Nick leaned in to kiss her.

“What did I do to deserve that?”

“You’ve embraced a child who means a lot to me, and I appreciate it.”

“I love him too.”

They exchanged a meaningful look, both remembering their talk in the Jacuzzi about making Scotty a part of their family.

“When we get back,” Sam said.

Nick smiled and tightened his grip on her hand.

The moment was interrupted when Scotty, supervised by a team of waiters, pushed a table to the middle of the dance floor.

“Whoa.” Nick’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the exact replica of Fenway Park, made of cake and icing. “That is the coolest thing I’ve ever seen!”

Delighted by Nick’s reaction, Scotty held up his hand for a high-five from Sam.

“You did this?” Nick asked Scotty.

“With a little help from Sam,” he said modestly.