She managed a nervous smile. “Sometimes the dream is better than the reality, isn’t it? This sounds terrifying.”
“This from the woman who helps me destroy vampires and ghouls and runs around like a maniac chasing criminals?” His fingers tangled in her blond hair. “Settle down, angel. Francesca is coming down the hall to help you dress.”
“Kiss me now, Lucian, or I might run for it.”
He made absolutely certain he did a thorough job.
*****
The wedding was out of a fairy tale. Barry Radcliff walked Jaxon down the aisle, and she didn’t see a single face to make her nervous as she walked slowly toward the altar. Her eyes remained locked with Lucian’s. He looked tall and handsome and impossibly courtly. Beside him was his twin, looking every inch an Adonis. Still, she would have known the difference between them anywhere, anytime. Lucian took her breath away. As she approached on Barry’s arm, she knew this was right. She loved Lucian, and she would for all eternity. They were two halves of the same whole. And now, after all these lonely years, he was giving her a family too.
With her eyes held captive by his smoldering black gaze, Jaxon put her small hand in his large one without hesitation, fully prepared to make their vows.