When Ellie turned around and glared at Gunner, he must have realized what he’d said wrong.
“Did I say poor? I meant, that dirty, rotten bastard, Scott Reynolds.”
Jeff started laughing as he walked up. “Speak of the devil.”
I turned to see Scott pulling up. Jessie and Ellie grabbed my arms, and we started to head into the hotel.
Ari called over her shoulder, “We’re going for a walk on the beach, boys! Behave!”
After Jessie filled me in on everything that had happened with Scott, my heart was breaking.
“Then, to top it off, we ran into Chelsbitch this morning at the gas station,” Ellie said with an eye roll.
“Did you just call her Chelsbitch?” I asked with a laugh.
“Yep! Anyway, that bitch walks up to Jessie and says, ‘Thank you so much for leaving last night. Scott and I were able to catch up…if you know what I mean.’ Ugh! I wanted to punch her in the throat!”
When I looked at Jessie, she was attempting to smile, trying to show she wasn’t bothered by it all, but I knew exactly how she felt. Been there, done that.
“Jessie, I thought he called you and said she left?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “He did. He must have tried calling until four in the morning.”
I took a deep breath. “From my experience with the ex-bitches, they lie out of their asses. I find it hard to believe he would call you until four in the morning if he was having sex with Chelsea.”
Jessie’s eyes lit up just a bit.
Ari nodded in agreement. “You know, Heather is right. If he was calling and texting you, I highly doubt that she was there.”
I looked back to the hotel and saw Josh walking down toward us. The smile on his face took my breath away.
“It’s amazing how they can keep doing that, isn’t it?” Ellie said.
I glanced over at her. “Do what?”
“Take our breaths away with just a smile.”
I looked back at Josh as he was making his way over to us.
“Yes,” Ari, Jessie, and I all said at the same time. Then, we started laughing.
I hooked my arm around Jessie’s as we headed over to Josh. “Give him a chance, Jessie. If I learned anything from what happened between Josh and me, it was that if you want something bad enough, you fight for it. Don’t let some jealous ex-girlfriend get in the way. Just take it slow.”
She looked at me and grinned as Ellie walked up and took her other arm.
“Ells, I’ve been meaning to ask you. Did you ever talk to Gunner about…well, about what happened with me and him?” Jessie asked.
Ellie smiled. “Yes. The next day, we took Big Roy and Rose out for a ride, and we had a long chat. Everything is fine, and Gunner promised to never hold back the truth about anything ever again. It actually taught me a lesson. It helped me to bury some of those old insecurities a little deeper. Plus, we ended up making love by the river. It was magical!”
I smiled as I thought about the wonderful time Josh and I had spent together on the riverbank where he’d asked me to marry him.
“Wow…what a lucky guy I am. Look at these four drop-dead beautiful girls all walking my way,” Josh said with a smile. He took me in his arms and kissed me like he was saying hello after not seeing me for months.
When he pulled away from my lips, I smiled. “Wow.”
“I missed you,” he said.
“You better get it in now. Jenny will have her locked away tonight with heavy security watching,” Ari said.
Ellie started laughing.
Jessie giggled. “I actually heard her ask Aaron if they should hire someone to watch Heather’s door because she didn’t trust Josh!”
Josh smiled and shook his head. “Damn. That girl knows me too well.” He winked and kissed me again.
The rehearsal on the beach had been flawless, and everything had gone smoothly. Everyone was now on the island, and we were making our way to the hotel restaurant for the rehearsal dinner.
After kissing and hugging, laughing and talking, we were finally sitting down to eat. Jeff, Gunner, Ellie, and Ari all gave speeches. I had never cried and laughed so much in my life. The night went on, and I told Josh it was probably one of the best nights of my life.
Then, Jenny came to me and said Josh wanted me to meet him outside.
When I found him, he was looking out at the black ocean. He was wearing a gray pullover with white linen pants, and I had been lusting after him all night.
I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Are you nervous?”
He laughed. “Yep! You?” He turned around and looked into my eyes.
I caught my breath as I just lost myself in those eyes. I barely whispered, “Yes.”
He took my hand, and we strolled along the beach for what seemed like forever. We talked about everything from us both being scared to death…to why we were scared…to the babies and how I’d decided to stay home with them…to Josh’s business and how it had just taken off…and then my parents.
“More than anything, I wish they were here, princess.”
He held me, and I leaned my head back on his chest and stared out at the ocean.
“I feel them with me. That might sound weird, but I do.” I let out a small laugh and shook my head. “Sometimes, I swear that my dad talks through you!”
Josh asked, “Why’s that?”
“Just from little things you say to me. You say something to me right at the exact moment I need to hear it. Sometimes when I’m scared, I can hear my dad whisper, reminding me to breathe, and then you say it within in a few seconds.”
He held me closer. “We better get back.”
“Are you going to behave tonight?”
Josh threw his head back and laughed. “I almost paid Aaron two hundred bucks to set up a blanket down here, so I could make love to you on the beach, but I wanted to save that for our honeymoon.”
Oh my god! Where is he taking me? To a beach? He must be taking me to a beach somewhere. Act cool, Heather. He just slipped up. He might give you more! “Sounds like heaven!”
“That is, if there is a beach around where we’re going,” he said.
My smile faded, and my mouth dropped open. He did not just do that! Bastard!
I sat and watched as the sun moved above the horizon. When I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked up to see my father standing there. I smiled as I motioned for him to sit down. We sat there for a good ten minutes, just watching the sun rising on one of the most important days of my life.
“Did you write your vows?” he asked.
“Nope.”
He laughed. “Holy shit, you’re more like me than I thought.”
I glanced over at him as he looked out at the ocean. “Dad, can I ask you something?”
He looked at me and smiled. “Always, son.”
“Do you ever look back on your life and regret things you did?”
He let out a gruff laugh and shook his head. “Not so much anymore, but when I was younger, I did. Sometimes in life, when we’re looking for something, we don’t know the right way to go about looking for it. We want it so desperately that we search for it in all the wrong places, for all the wrong reasons, and with all the wrong people.”
I sighed, looking back out at the ocean. “I’ve never in my life felt the way I do when I’m with her, Dad. All those other girls…they meant nothing. I never felt anything but emptiness afterward. When I look at Heather though, when I look into her eyes, I pray to God that I’m not dreaming. I’m so afraid this is a dream, and I’m going to wake up, still searching for that one person who moves my heart and soul. She’s the air that I need to breathe.”
My dad put his hand on my back and winked at me. “It’s not a dream, son. It’s very real, and you’re both very much in love with one another. In a way, I think you rescued each other.”