Six months later

"I can't believe tomorrow you're going to be my husband," Megan exhales softly as she traces her finger down the curve of my jaw.

I grab her fingers and press a kiss on the delicate skin. "I can't believe that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you."

Her mouth falls open and she rips away her fingers. "You can't believe that?"

My lips curve into a smile and I bring back her fingers, kissing the back of her hand and over her knuckles. "I can't believe that I have you in my life," I rephrase. "Only the Goddess knows what I did to...