Page 306 of Sweet Nightmare

Her honey eyes brighten, and her smile grows.

I point at her, then press a hand over my heart.

“I’m here, baby.”

Always.

Her smile widens.

The crowd goes wild, shocked that the Ice Princess has a smile capable of bringing an entire room to its knees.

Let them photograph us. Let them write their headlines. Let the entire world lose its collective mind.

I’m in love with this woman, and I have absolutely no intention of ever hiding it.

Artemis continues down the runway, every step graceful and deliberate, her wings scattering silver light across the entire room.

Around me, people keep whispering.

“She’s breathtaking.”

“She’ll never stop being the moment.”

“I’ve never seen anything like her.”

Neither have I.

And I’ve seen a lot of beautiful things after getting rich and traveling the world.

But nothing compares to watching the woman I love stand in the light, wearing a gift I gave her, smiling because she knows I’m here for her.

When she disappears behind the curtains and the show comes to an end, I’m still standing.

Still clapping.

Still grinning like an idiot.

My hands hurt. My cheeks hurt. My heart is doing things that would probably make other grown men give me shit about.

I don’t give one single fuck.

Because every Ice Princess deserves someone who will cheer for her when the entire world is watching. Someone who will stand beside her when the cameras are gone. Someone who will remind her that she doesn’t have to be perfect to be loved.

And if I have anything to say about it?

That someone will always be me.

epilogue one

. . .

They Found Each Other

“I always knew my heart would find you.” — A

“This is called kidnapping, you know.”

“It’s called a surprise.”