Mary felt happy tears drop from her eyes. She placed a hand alongside Glen’s cheek. “I love you so much.”
“Is that a y—”
“Yes, yes . . . a thousand times yes.”
Glen took the ring from the box and slid it on her finger before swinging her into his arms and taking her lips as his own.
Dakota was cheering the loudest while everyone else clapped.
When Glen finally set her down, he leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m going to make you happy.”
“You already do.”
Glen shook his head. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
Mary kissed him again.
Glen kept his lips molded to hers as he took the bridal bouquet from her hand and threw it into the crowd.
It landed directly at Jason’s feet.