Chapters (38)
- Copyright
- Author's Note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- A Gansett Island Short Story
- Acknowledgements
- I Want to Hold Your Hand
- Other Books By Marie Force
- About The Author
- Marie's Upcoming Events
“You have led me on a merry chase, my love, and there was many a day when I thought we’d never get to this day. And before I pledge my eternal love and devotion to you, I want to say to your beloved son, Joe, that I thank him for welcoming me into his family and for trusting me with his mother’s heart. I promise I’ll be careful with it. I might be only a couple of years older than you, Joseph, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do my best to be a fine stepfather to you.”
“Ah jeez,” Joe laughed and muttered as he dealt with a flood of tears he clearly hadn’t been expecting. “Crazy Irishman.”
Carolina smiled brightly at him, seeming pleased with what he’d said to Joe.
“My beautiful Carolina, there are no words to adequately tell you what you mean to me, how much I love you or how much I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you. So I’ll simply vow to love, honor and cherish you all the days of my life and thank you for taking this journey with me. There’s no one else I’d rather travel with.”
Caro had tears on her cheeks by the time he finished, so he leaned in and kissed them away.
“Not yet,” Frank said, making everyone laugh. “Caro?”
She took a deep breath and gave Seamus’s hands a squeeze. “You, Seamus O’Grady, have been the source of my greatest vexation as well as my greatest love. You drive me crazy most of the time, which I think is deliberate on your part.”
Grinning, Seamus shrugged. “You’ll never get me to confess to that.”
“I had no idea how empty and bereft my life really was until you came swooping in and forced me out of my comfort zone in every possible way. You won me over with the force of your belief that we absolutely belong together and nothing, not even a few years between friends, could keep us apart when we were meant to be. It took me a while to come around to your way of thinking, but once I finally gave in to you, I’ve been happier than I ever imagined I could be. So thank you for not giving up when the going got tough. Thank you for making me laugh and for sticking around long enough for me to figure out that since I can’t murder you, I should probably marry you.”
“Is that the first time the word ‘murder’ has been used in wedding vows?” Seamus asked Frank.
“Definitely a first for me,” Frank said with obvious amusement.
“Excellent.” Seamus beamed at his bride, pleased with every word she’d said to him, because he had no doubt whatsoever that she loved him with everything she had to give.