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Chapter Nineteen

Fourteen Months Later

Camilla sighed quietly as she looked at reflection in the floor length mirror in the corner of the room and fastened the tiny flower bouquet into the open space of her hair that she had left for it while she twisted and pinned her shoulder blade length locks into the chiffon on the back of her head. She had no idea why she was nervous, but she wanted the day to go as perfectly as possible and thankfully it was so far so good on that front.

Everything was in place and ready to go. The guests had arrived and were waiting for the ceremony to begin. Camilla was the last to finish getting ready seeing as she had been running around all morning, and even though it wasn't even one o'clock yet all she wanted to do was chuck off her dress, let down her hair and crash into bed and not move until sometime tomorrow. However, that was certainly not an option. The ceremony was about to begin and that was something she couldn't miss.

"Camilla?" came Emily's voice followed by a knock on the closed door behind her before the door opened to reveal Emily in the lavender and cream colored dress that had been picked out for her to wear and her black hair twisted similarly to Camilla's brown. "You ready?" she asked, a small smile on her face, and Camilla laughed lightly before she nodded her head.

"Yes," she said. "I just finished. Is everyone in place?" she asked as she lifted the long skirt of her own dress and walked over to the door. Emily nodded her head in return as she watched Camilla pick up her bouquet from the small table by the door.

"Yeah, we're just waiting on you," Emily said and Camilla laughed lightly once more as she fidgeted with her dress.

"Sorry about that," she said as Emily stepped aside and allowed Camilla to leave the room that had served as the dressing room for all the girls.

"Don't worry about it," Emily said with a smile that Camilla easily returned.

"Avery wasn't too much trouble was she?" Camilla asked as the two women quickly made their way to where the others were waiting. Camilla had been worried about leaving Avery in Emily now that her two year old was dressed and ready for her part of the ceremony. Avery was, for the most part, a good little girl but she had hit that 'terrible two' mark with a vengeance and could be a terror at times. Emily shook her head negatively as she laughed.

"You're kidding right?" Emily asked and Camilla raised an eyebrow at her friend, which made Emily laugh once more. "Seth came around shortly after you went off. She's been a perfect angel since he showed up." Camilla laughed with her friend as they entered the front of the hall where the other members of the wedding party (minus the groom) were waiting, and it was then that Camilla saw the full effect of Kim's dress, hair, and makeup for the first time.

Kim's ivory dress was strapless and a simple a-line cut with a tight and fitted bodice and a flowing skirt with a small round train that was not too cumbersome and would allow Kim to dance at the pending reception. The bodice of the dress rouched slightly at Kim's left hip where a pale blue and white crystal pattern rested, which also matched the crystals that lined the top of Kim's very well fitting dress.

At Emily and Camilla's urging, Kim had worn her hair down and curled the usually pin straight locks so it fell beautifully around her face and shoulders. Kim had opted not to wear a veil and instead had a crown of flowers weaved into her black hair. Her makeup was minimal but what little she was wearing highlighted her eyes and full lips perfectly, and the smile she had on her face only made her look even prettier.

"Oh, Kim," Camilla said, drawing her friend's eyes from her father, whose tie she was fixing, to her and Kim smiled when her eyes landed on Camilla. "You have to be the most beautiful bride I have ever seen," she said as she quickly walked over to Kim and hugged her. Kim chuckled as she hugged Camilla back before the two pulled apart.

"Until it's your turn you mean, right?" Kim asked and Camilla rolled her eyes but smiled at her friend all the same.

"No, maybe until it's Avery's turn," Camilla said and Kim laughed quietly as she shook her head.

"Thank you for your help with everything, Camilla," Kim said. "I don't know if today would be going as smoothly as it has if it wasn't for you."

"I'm sure it would have been fine, Kim, and no thanks are needed. I'm happy to help," Camilla said with a smile. Barely a second later the music began and Kim took a deep breath and smiled at Camilla before she quickly moved to her father's side, nervous even though she had no reason to be. Camilla laughed softly before she let out a tired sigh only to feel a very warm hand on her exposed upper back.

"You look beautiful," came Paul's whispered voice in her ear and Camilla smiled as she turned her head to the left and looked up into Paul's smiling face.

"Thank you, but today is not about me," Camilla whispered as she turned around, Paul's hand falling to his side as he chuckled. Camilla's eyes zeroed in on Avery who was serving as Kim's flower girl and was lining up at the door with Seth slouched down a bit to hold her hand. It was sort of comical, especially considering Avery was just shy of three feet tall and Seth had another three feet plus on her little girl.

"Well, I still think you're the hottest woman in the room," Paul whispered, drawing Camilla's eyes to his face once more as the pair fell in line behind Sam and Emily who would walk in after Avery and Seth were halfway down the aisle. Camilla playfully rolled her eyes, but smiled all the same at him as a blush filled her cheeks before she turned her eyes ahead. She'd 'deal' with him later because Kim and Jared's wedding was about to begin.

"You know, tonight is one of those rare moments that I'm actually glad Seth imprinted on Avery," Camilla said tiredly as she leaned against Paul who was sitting in the chair beside her at the table they had commandeered after finally stepping off the dance floor. Paul chuckled as he wrapped his arm around her and she snuggled even further into his warm, which only made his smile grow. He had taken off his suit jacket, resting it on the back of his chair, and tie, the loose fabric hanging around his neck, before he had unbuttoned a few top bottoms of his white button up.

"Why's that?" he asked her before he kissed the top of her head and she sighed quietly as she closed her eyes.

"Because I'm so exhausted that I don't think I could be a proper mom right now," Camilla said as she felt herself drifting off to sleep as she sat there cuddled into his side. Paul smiled once again as he ran his hand up and down her upper left arm and as he sat there, holding her at his side, he felt her body slump against his completely before her breathing became slow, deep, and even; and he knew that she had fallen asleep. Paul chuckled slightly and shook his head before he kissed the top of her head once more as he sat back with a sigh and a small smile adorning his face.

Teresa was laughing as she watched Avery dance circles around Seth's legs to the fast beat of the music playing while Michael trailed behind, giggling as he went. It had been a lovely wedding, one that Camilla had worked very hard to help put together and even though the reception had only been in full swing for a little while Teresa deemed the whole event a success. It was obvious to everyone just how much Kim and Jared loved each other and thankfully the mid May weather had cooperated to make the day all the more perfect.

"It looks like our daughter's finally hit empty," Peter whispered into Teresa's ear and she frowned as she looked up at her husband before he gestured to her left with his head. Following his gaze, her eyes landed on Camilla who cuddled into Paul's side as the two sat at one of the round tables. Paul was sitting back in his seat, which was close to Camilla's while her daughter slept soundly as she leaned against him. Teresa couldn't help but laugh quietly at the sight before she excused herself from Peter's side and headed over to the table.

"Is she out?" Teresa asked when she reached the table and Paul grinned as he nodded.

"Yeah, and she's been that way for about the last fifteen or twenty minutes," Paul said and Teresa chuckled.

"Poor thing," Teresa said through her laugh and Paul nodded in agreement.

"She's been going strong since five this morning because she didn't want Kim to worry about anything today," Paul said and Teresa shook her head.

"That's my Millie all right, always wanting to make people happy," Teresa said and Paul smiled. "Why don't you take her home, Paul, so she can get some proper rest," she ordered more than asked. "I'll let Kim and Jared know so they won't think the two of you just up and left."

"What about Avery?" Paul asked and Teresa shook her head and waved her hands.

"Don't worry about her," she said. "Peter and I still have her car seat in the van. She can stay with us tonight."

"Are you sure?" Paul asked and Teresa nodded.

"Yes," she said before she pointed at Camilla. "You just get her home."

"Yes, ma'am," Paul said and Teresa laughed lightly before she walked away and Paul sighed quietly as he looked down at Camilla. "Camilla," he said softly as he ran the back of his fingers of his right hand along her cheek.

"Hmm?" she asked quietly, not even opening her eyes as she burrowed her face into his neck as she turned into him a little more. She hadn't really woke up, she had just unconsciously responded to him and he chuckled before he maneuvered around a little bit and scoped her up into his arms as he stood.

Paul was surprised that she didn't wake up then and tell him to put her down like she usually did after she fell asleep on the couch at home and he attempted carried her up to bed. Instead, she just rested her head on his shoulder and remained asleep. He smiled to himself before he left the hall, leaving his suit jacket behind knowing someone would grab it for him as he left with Camilla in his arms.

Camilla took a deep breath as she felt jostled and opened her eyes to see Paul carrying her outside and he furrowed her brow. "Paul, where are we going?" she asked sleepily and Paul glanced down at her with a small smile before he returned his eyes ahead.

"We're home actually," he said quietly and Camilla only frowned until she followed Paul's eyes to see their house right in front of them before he walked up the porch steps.

"How did we get here?" she asked, thoroughly confused, and making Paul chuckle.

"Well, there are these amazing things called cars and they help-," he stopped his smartass reply when he looked down at Camilla's face and saw her scowling fiercely at him. He awkwardly cleared his throat and forced a smile. "You were basically passed out at the hall, so, Teresa ordered me to bring you home. I carried you out to the car and here we are," he explained as he came to a stop at the front door.

"What about Avery?" she asked.

"Teresa said that she and Peter would take her to their house tonight, so, don't worry about her."

"And what about Jared and Kim; they're going to think that we just skipped out on the rest of the reception." Camilla's eyes were wide as she looked up at him and Paul chuckled.

"Teresa's got that covered too," he said, "and besides, both Jared and Kim knew you were ready to fall over when the photos were being taken before the reception." She sighed heavily before she raised her left hand and patted Paul's chest.

"Put me down, please," she said and Paul slowly settled her on her feet beside him on the porch. While Camilla fussed with her mussed hair and straightened out her dress, Paul unlocked the front door and opened it for her. She smiled up at him then before she rose up slightly and kissed his chin before she stepped inside. Paul smiled to himself as he followed her inside. Camilla turned on one of the lamps in the living room before she sat down on the couch with a huff and pulled the strappy cream colored high heels from her feet with yet another sigh as Paul locked the door and then joined her on the couch. "I feel terrible," she said quietly as she rested her head on his shoulder and Paul looked at her.

"What's wrong? Do you need me to get you something?" he asked, worried that she was sick, and she smiled before she turned her head up so she was looking up at him.

"Not physically terrible, babe," she assured him and he let out a relieved sigh as he took her left hand into his right, lacing his fingers with hers and resting their joined hands on his thigh. "I feel terrible for leaving Kim and Jared's wedding so early. I mean, the dinner had only ended about an hour before we sat down."

"They'll understand," he said before he leaned down and caught her lips in a chaste kiss. When he pulled back she sighed once more and closed her eyes, making him smile as he looked at her upturned face. "Baby?" he asked softly and she opened her eyes slowly. Those beautiful green eyes of hers, highlighted all the more by the makeup she was wearing, were tired as she looked up at him but alert enough that she wasn't going to fall asleep sitting there beside him that time. For a moment all he could do was stare at her, which was something he did often.

"Yeah?" she asked with a small smile when he didn't continue and his left hand slipped into the pocket of his slacks. His large hand wrapped around the small black velvet box that rested there. He had bought the modest ring that was in that box three weeks ago and every day since he carried it around with him. Part of him wanted to pull it out and ask her that four word question he had been building up to for months, but he decided that it probably wasn't the time. He pulled his hand from his pocket and smiled at her before he leaned in and kissed her chastely once more.

"Let's get you up to bed before you fall asleep on me again," he said and Camilla laughed lightly before she nodded.

"That's probably a good idea, but you should probably let Duke out of his kennel first," she said and he grinned as he stood. Duke was their beagle mix that was the newest addition to their family. Four months ago, Camilla had talked him into rescuing a dog and the two of them, with Avery in tow, had gone to Port Angeles and came upon Duke. Avery and Camilla had fallen in love with the little guy, and so they brought him home. He was a good dog, and good with Avery who was surprisingly gentle with the mutt. He was also surprisingly protective.

"I'll let him out once I get you into bed," he said as he pulled her up from the couch by both her hands. Camilla laughed and nodded her head before she paused long enough to turn off the light as Paul led her to the door that led them upstairs to their bedroom. He'd ask her soon, but first he had to think of the perfect way to ask her.

It was a month after Kim and Jared's wedding and life had returned to normal for all those that had been involved in the ceremony. Paul and Camilla were getting dinner ready for their small family on a beautiful June evening. Camilla was inside while Paul was outside, heating up the grill for the steaks Camilla had brought home from the market that afternoon. Avery was outside with him, running around the backyard playing with Duke when an idea suddenly popped into his head.

"Hey Aves, sweetie, come here," Paul called and Avery turned her head towards him before she quickly raced over to him with Duke hot on her heels. When she raced up the steps of the deck he had put in last summer, she collapsed against his legs and wrapped her tiny arms around his right leg as she looked up at him panting. Duke was doing a little dance behind her as he too looked up at him, and Paul chuckled before he leaned down and scooped Avery up into his arms, ticking her sides and making her giggle.

"Daddy that tickles!" Avery cried before she wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled. Paul grinned before he stopped tickling her and rested his left hand over his right as he held on to her and she started to play with the collar of his v-neck t-shirt.

"Aves, do you think you could help Daddy with something?" he asked and Avery smiled wide at him before she nodded her head quickly, her dark curly pigtails swinging around her head as she did so. "Okay, I need your help to ask Mommy a very important question," he whispered knowing that she would whisper in response.

"What question, Daddy?" Avery whispered with her hazel eyes wide as she leaned her tiny head in and Paul smiled before he quietly started going over the sudden plan with his two year old little girl.

Camilla was humming quietly to herself as she finished seasoning the steaks and sat the tray down on the counter near the patio door so Paul could grab it with ease before she turned to start the cheese sauce for the macaroni and cheese that would be baking while Paul grilled the steaks. However, she barely took a step towards the stove when Avery came tearing in the sliding door that they had left open, her eyes wide.

"Mommy!" Avery cried loudly practically scaring Camilla to death as she turned around so fast that her sock clad feet almost made her slip on the clean floor below her feet.

"What's wrong?" Camilla asked quickly as she squatted down so she was eye level with her flushed face daughter.

"Mommy, you have to come and see what Daddy found," Avery said as she said as she wrapped her tiny hands around Camilla's right hand and tugged hard.

"What did Daddy find?" Camilla asked and Avery shook her head.

"You have to see!" she said, her smile almost face splittingly big, as she tugged on Camilla's hand. Camilla laughed and nodded.

"Okay, okay," Camilla said as she righted herself, but remained bent over so Avery could keep a hold of her hand as she led Camilla out onto the deck where Duke was sitting and wagging his tail. Camilla looked up and saw Paul kneeling and looking at something in the grass with his back towards the house.

"Come on Mommy!" Avery said before she giggled and raced down the steps of the deck, Duke following after her as she ran over to where Paul was kneeling and came to a stop on his left side. He turned his head and looked at Avery with a smile before Avery giggled and the two of them looked down at whatever Paul was holding while Duke danced around them excited over something. Camilla chuckled and shook her head as she slipped off her socks, tossing them into the house before she made her way across the smooth wood of the deck and then across the grass of the yard as she tucked her hands into the back pockets of her jeans shorts.

"All right, what is so amazing that-," Camilla started to say as she walked around Paul and Avery only to stop when she saw just what it was that Paul was holding in his hands. "Holy hell," Camilla breathed as she looked at the modest diamond ring on a white gold band resting inside a black velvet box. Camilla's eyes left the ring and went to Paul's face. Tears lined her eyes while Avery giggled from where she stood beside Paul her tiny hand on his shoulder and smiling at her mom.

"Mommy said a bad word," Avery whispered loudly in Paul's ear, making him chuckle before he kindly shushed her and focused his eyes on Camilla.

"Camilla, will you marry me?" Paul asked lowly, his smile never leaving his face as he looked up at her. Her tear filled green eyes held his brown and Camilla found that she had no voice as she looked down at him. She had known for two years now that this moment was on the horizon, but she certainly hadn't been expecting it then and she had not expected Avery to play a role in the moment.

"Say yes Mommy!" Avery yelled as she clapped her hands, making Duke bark in agreement and Camilla and Paul to laugh as they both looked at the pair before their eyes returned to each other.

"Well?" he asked. Camilla smiled and nodded her head before she threw herself at him, sending him crashing onto the grass as she kissed him hard.

"Yay!" Avery shouted before she joined the pile and broke her parents apart.

They laughed together as they all sat up and Avery snuggled into Camilla's lap and Duke joined in before he lapped at the little girl's face making her giggle once more. Camilla's eyes, however, were on Paul as he smiled at her and pulled the ring from the box. He took hold of her left hand slid the perfectly fitting ring onto her left ring finger before he squeezed her hand in his.

"Do we get to have a big party again Daddy?" Avery asked when Duke finished licking her face. She wiped at her face with her hands as she looked at Paul and Paul chuckled as he looked at her and then at Camilla who was smiling as she wiped at her eyes.

"Yeah, Aves, we are most definitely going to have a big party again."