EPILOGUE
Hamilton smiled, chatting easily with his friends as he wove through the crowd, looking for Jake. He'd heard her laughter from this part of the room just a few minutes ago, so he knew she was here somewhere. He scanned the terrace doors, his eyes lighting up as he spotted her. He crossed the room quickly and walked outside, the light summer breeze ruffling his hair.
"Jake, where are you going?" he asked, reaching for her as she turned to him.
She smiled, holding him close. "Just needed some air, Hamilton. That's all." She kissed him sweetly. "Did you think I was running off and leaving you?"
"No," he whispered, sighing happily. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know you've been stressed, and that's one heck of a crowd in there," he said. He slid his hands down her back, soothing the tension.
She tilted her head back. "Have I told you today that I love you?"
He grinned. "Not specifically, but you implied it earlier," he answered, leaning down to kiss her.
The terrace door opened. "There you are!" exclaimed Bella. We've been looking for you two everywhere. They're about to start the dancing; you better get inside." She grinned at her friends.
Jake and Hamilton smiled at each other as they followed Bella. He took Jake's hand, lacing their fingers together as he led her to the dance floor, pulling her close as the music started. He smiled at his parents. Bella and Will were grinning at them, and Scout and Caroline smiled happily from the crowd. Even Grace and Ryder were there, and for once Ryder's sardonic expression had faded. He simply looked happy.
"Hamilton," she whispered as they began to dance, "you never told me you loved me today. Do you?" She smiled sweetly, already knowing the answer.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the DJ announced as they circled the floor, "Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton Fleming!"
He grinned and Jake laughed happily, her eyes sparkling. It had taken them nearly ten years to get to this point. "You never answered the question, Hamilton," she said, smiling.
He leaned down and kissed her, his eyes shining.
"I do."
END
A/N: This story was inspired by the lyrics in the song "I Do," written and recorded by Paul Brandt.
Hamilton smiled, chatting easily with his friends as he wove through the crowd, looking for Jake. He'd heard her laughter from this part of the room just a few minutes ago, so he knew she was here somewhere. He scanned the terrace doors, his eyes lighting up as he spotted her. He crossed the room quickly and walked outside, the light summer breeze ruffling his hair.
"Jake, where are you going?" he asked, reaching for her as she turned to him.
She smiled, holding him close. "Just needed some air, Hamilton. That's all." She kissed him sweetly. "Did you think I was running off and leaving you?"
"No," he whispered, sighing happily. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know you've been stressed, and that's one heck of a crowd in there," he said. He slid his hands down her back, soothing the tension.
She tilted her head back. "Have I told you today that I love you?"
He grinned. "Not specifically, but you implied it earlier," he answered, leaning down to kiss her.
The terrace door opened. "There you are!" exclaimed Bella. We've been looking for you two everywhere. They're about to start the dancing; you better get inside." She grinned at her friends.
Jake and Hamilton smiled at each other as they followed Bella. He took Jake's hand, lacing their fingers together as he led her to the dance floor, pulling her close as the music started. He smiled at his parents. Bella and Will were grinning at them, and Scout and Caroline smiled happily from the crowd. Even Grace and Ryder were there, and for once Ryder's sardonic expression had faded. He simply looked happy.
"Hamilton," she whispered as they began to dance, "you never told me you loved me today. Do you?" She smiled sweetly, already knowing the answer.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the DJ announced as they circled the floor, "Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton Fleming!"
He grinned and Jake laughed happily, her eyes sparkling. It had taken them nearly ten years to get to this point. "You never answered the question, Hamilton," she said, smiling.
He leaned down and kissed her, his eyes shining.
"I do."
END
A/N: This story was inspired by the lyrics in the song "I Do," written and recorded by Paul Brandt.
