Cody lifted Sharon Lynn onto the bed beside her. “Harlan, bring the baby over so Sharon Lynn can get a look,” Melissa said.

As Harlan approached with the baby, her daughter’s eyes grew wide. “Baby?”

“That’s right, pumpkin. That’s Harlan Patrick, your baby brother.”

As if she knew that newborns were fragile, Sharon Lynn reached over and gently touched a finger to her brother’s cheek. “I hold,” she announced.

“Not yet,” Melissa told her just as there was a soft knock on the door.

Cody reached for the handle, but his gaze was on her. “You ready for more visitors?”

“Who else is out there?”

“Your parents,” he said.

“Luke and Jessie,” Sharon Lynn chimed in, clearly proud that she’d learned two new names. “And Jordie and Kelly.”

Melissa chuckled as she imagined straight-laced Jordan if he ever heard himself referred to as “Jordie.” She gave her husband a warm smile, silently congratulating him for ending the feud that never should have happened.

“Let them in,” she instructed Cody. “If I’d known you were inviting half the town, I’d have insisted on that private VIP suite they have upstairs.”

As the family crowded in, a nurse came along, wheeling in a three-tiered wedding cake. Melissa stared at it in amazement. “When did you have time to order that?”

“Right after you said ‘I do’ and delivered our son,” he said. “I told the bakery it was an emergency.”

Kelly leaned down to kiss her cheek. “You should have seen the look on their faces when I stopped to pick it up. Obviously, they’d never heard of an emergency wedding before.”

Melissa swung her legs over the side of the bed and prepared to go over for a closer look.

“Stay right where you are,” Cody ordered, looking panicked.

“I’m not an invalid,” she informed him.

“It’s not that,” he admitted, casting a worried look at the cake. “Actually, it was a little late to come up with an emergency cake. Fortunately, they had a cancellation.”

Melissa stared at him, torn between laughing and crying. “That is someone else’s cake?”

“They got the other names off,” Kelly reassured her. “Almost, anyway.”

Sure enough, when Melissa managed to get near enough for a closer look, she could spot the traces of blue food dye across the white icing on the top layer. Love Always had been left in place, but below it were the shadowy letters unmistakably spelling out Tom And Cecily.

Melissa grinned. “Get on over here, Tom,” she said pointedly. “Give old Cecily a kiss.”

Cody didn’t hesitate. He gathered her close and slanted his lips across hers in a kiss that spoke of love and commitment and all the joy that was to come.

“Okay, that’s enough, baby brother,” Luke said. “Give the rest of us a chance to kiss the bride.”