Page 134 of All the Missing Pieces

He came to a stop a few steps from me, those storm eyes roaming over me. “Never seen a more beautiful sight. Not once. I’m the luckiest bastard alive.”

My mouth curved. “Come here.”

Colt listened to me for once in his life and closed the distance. His fingers tangled in my locks, and his mouth took mine with comfortable ease. A mix of heart and heat, and everything I needed to remember exactly what we were building.

When he eased back, those dark eyes searched mine. “Got you something I thought you might want to carry with your bouquet.”

My brows pulled together in puzzlement. I already had myborrowedandbluethanks to Mom, and mynewwere thecowboy boots on my feet. So I had no idea what he might be adding to the array.

Colt slipped a hand into his pocket and pulled out something I’d palmed in my hand too many times to count. Something I’d traced as often as I breathed. Something I'd thought I would never get back.

“The FBI said I couldn’t have it,” I croaked, taking in the key chain that had once been Avery’s, the same key chain that had set me free.

“They made an exception,” he rasped.

“Colter Brooks, did you threaten to kill someone to get this?”

“Full-naming me, baby?” he asked, amusement clear in his voice.

“Yes, because I don’t want the FBI busting into my wedding to take you down.”

Colt grinned and lifted my hand, sliding the key ring onto the same finger as the diamond he’d put there. “I wanted you to have her, today of all days.”

The tears crested, a couple spilling down my cheeks. “Colt.”

“She’s with us. Had a talk with her this morning. Thanked her for bringing you to me. For giving me back a life with light and joy and belief in the good.”

More tears fell. “Colt, you helped me find all the missing pieces. Even the ones I didn’t realize I needed.”

He brushed his lips against mine, taking my tears with him. “Love you, Chaos.”

“Love you, Law Man.”

He searched my eyes. “Want to go make that permanent?”

“Never been more ready for anything.”