“Holy crap.”

Cam chuckles and pulls a ring out of his pocket. “Before we go inside our new house, I want to do this out here first. Mary Margaret, you are everything I’ve never looked for. I feel like we’ve taken a long, twisty road to meet where we did, but I’m grateful. I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life. You’re kind, smart, hardworking. And, frankly, I even love your temper.”

I reach out to brush my fingers down his cheek.

“Please marry me, Mags. Make a life, a home with me. I promise I’ll never make you regret it.”

“Of course, I’ll marry you,” I reply with a huge grin and then sigh when he puts the emerald on my finger. “Is this my grandma’s ring?”

“Yes. Your ma gave it to me when I went to ask them for your hand. I know it’s old-fashioned, but I wanted to do that.”

“And I love that you did.” I lean over and kiss his lips, then wrap my arms around his neck as he lifts me and carries me toward the door. He sets me down and then picks me up again, his arm under my knees and behind my back this time to carry me over the threshold.

Cam opens the door and steps inside into our new home, and I can see the ocean through the windows. But more than that, I can see our future here.

Our children.

Christmases and summer celebrations.

I see our life. And nothing has ever been so sweet.

Epilogue

~Tom O’Callaghan~

Five Years Later

It’s a charmed life that I lead. I have the luck of the Irish in spades when it comes to my family. It’s been that way since the day my sweet Fiona agreed to marry me and then gave me five beautiful children.

Now, those children are having babies of their own and fill my heart with so much joy and pride, it feels as though it might just burst with it.

“I have to go speak with my Rachel,” I say to Fiona before kissing her on the cheek. “I have a wee something for her.”

“Give her my love. I’ll save your seat.” My bride winks at me before I leave the room and walk down the hallway to Rachel’s room, where my Maeve is helping her daughter get ready for today.

“May I come in?” I ask after a soft knock on the door.

“Of course, you can, Grandda,” Rachel says with a big smile.

As I take her in from tip to toe, I shake my head in absolute amazement. “It’s a vision you are, my darlin’ girl.”

Maeve smiles and hugs me. “I’ll see you both out there. Your dad will be here in a minute, Rach.”