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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

Jake looks at me then back at the road. “There’s a flight leaving for Hawaii in two hours. If we hurry, we can catch it.”

“Are you sure you didn’t plan this?”

He gives me that wicked, lopsided grin I love so much and winks at me.

I take Jake’s hand and look at the road ahead, unable to wipe a huge smile off my face. “Woo-hoo. Hawaii, here we come.”

Thirty-three

Two Become One

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Sunday, September 2—Honolulu

After the beach ceremony, we party all of Saturday night and leave for our honeymoon in Hawaii early on Sunday Morning. We arrive in Honolulu in the evening, the day after the wedding. At the arrivals gate, a guy’s waiting for us with a piece of paper saying, Mr. and Mrs. Wilder. The writing sends a thrill down my spine.

Our hotel is in Kapalua Bay and the drive there takes a little less than an hour. Most of the road runs along the coast; we pass several beautiful beaches, and in more than one, wedding ceremonies are taking place in the sunset.

“Do many people come to Hawaii to get married?” I ask the driver.

“Yes, many. One of the easiest places to tie the knot, as easy as in Vegas. You just need to take your license and find a minister.”

Cool.

At the hotel, Jake takes care of the check-in while I stare at the ocean from the hotel’s lobby. Its waves seem to pull at me, the wind to whisper in my ears as if this moment is somehow a significant one.

We follow a clerk who shows us to our room, the honeymoon suite. While the clerk shows Jake the perks of the room to earn his tip, I feel the pull of the ocean again. I spring the French doors open and walk outside onto the patio. A gentle ocean breeze caresses my skin. I look up at the stars and they seem to wink back at me as if they know something I don’t; as if my destiny is written in their constellations. My husband comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“Beautiful, aren’t they?” he asks, looking up with me.

“You think we were destined to be together?”

“I don’t know if it was destiny, fate, sheer luck or whatever. I’m just glad we found each other once and then again.”

“It was destiny. I believe that if things had gone any other way, we’d still be here, under these same stars, married, happy.”

Feeling as one with the universe, I kiss Jake. He lifts me up, never breaking the kiss, and walks me back into the room, wedding night style. I rest my head on the nook between Jake’s shoulders and neck, breathing in his scent. My heart’s pulsing with life—a new life I’m going to live with Jake by my side.

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Sunday, September 2—Honolulu