Sebastian pulls in front of a large ranch home, and five young children come running over. A little girl yells, "Uncle Sebastian!"

He gets out of the truck, and she jumps into his arms. He hugs and tickles her. She squeals.

The other kids jump on him, and it takes a few moments for him to hug all of them. His face lights up, and it warms my heart to see him with them.

He'd make a good father.

Don't go there.

He turns to me and says, "This is Georgia. Georgia, meet my brother Alexander's boys, Wilder and Ace. These are my sister Evelyn's kids, Isabella, Emma, and Jacob, Jr."

"Nice to meet you," I say.

"Welcome to our home," Isabella says, then jumps on me as she did to Sebastian.

I laugh and hug her back. "Thank you!"

"I'm six, Emma's five, Jacob's three, Wilder is ten, and Ace is eight," she informs me.

"Wow! Those are all great ages," I declare.

"My birthday is in a few weeks, so I'll be seven soon!" She aims a bright smile at me.

"Sebastian!" a woman's voice calls out.

I turn and recognize his parents from the articles in the paper. I assume the other two people are one of his brothers and sisters.

His mom hugs him and his dad leans down and kisses my cheek. "I'm Jacob, and this is my wife, Ruby."

Ruby steps forward and embraces me. "It's so nice to meet you, Georgia. Sebastian told me all about you last night."

I glance at Sebastian.

He slides his arm around my waist and tugs me into him, then kisses the top of my head. "That's Alexander and Evelyn. Everyone, meet Georgia."

"Is that a ring?" Evelyn asks, then exchanges a glance with Alexander.

Sebastian's grip tightens on me. "Yes. And you're all going to be busy this next week."

"Why is that?" Evelyn asks.

He drops the bomb. "We're getting married next Saturday."

"What?" his brother blurts out.

"You heard me."

"In a week?" his mom shrieks. "Why didn't you say anything on the phone?"

Sebastian's body tenses.

"We wanted to surprise you," I offer.

"That's right. And with our busy schedules, we thought the timing was perfect since everyone is here," he adds.

"Well, this is...oh, this is perfect!" his mom declares, her eyes filling with tears.

"Mom, don't," he orders.

"Oh shush!" She throws her arms around both of us again.

"Can I be in the wedding?" Isabella asks, tugging on my dress.

"Isabella! That's rude to ask!" Evelyn reprimands. She says to me, "Sorry!"

I laugh. "It's okay." I crouch down so I'm at eye level with Isabella. "What do you think about you and Emma being flower girls?"

"Yes!" She claps.

"Perfect." I rise, and Sebastian winks at me. My butterflies go crazy again.

His father declares, "Sebastian, I need to tear you away from your bride for a bit. You too, Alexander."