“But, isn’t that backward?”

He snorted. “We’re getting married in a Vegas chapel by an Elvis impersonator. I think we can make up our own rules.”

“True.” Deeply touched by his thoughtfulness and compassion, she looped her arm through his. “How did I get so lucky to find you?”

“I’m the lucky one.” He swept her with an appreciative glance, a glow of desire settling in his eyes. “You look beautiful in that dress. Your mother would be proud.”

A swell of emotion filled her heart. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” He grinned. “Let’s go get hitched, so I can call you my wife and love you for the rest of my life.”

“Good plan,” she said, smiling all the way to her soul.

Beaming with pride, Trey walked her down the aisle.

Her partner, her lover, her husband.

The man of her dreams…who made all her wishes come true.