I know we’re in a crowded restaurant but I don’t care. Going up on tiptoes, I kiss him. Not just a peck on the lips either. I put everything I’m feeling into it: the happiness, the laughter, and the love I feel for him.
“Is this what the next sixty or so years are going to be like?” I ask him.
“Better. Each day it gets better, Future Mrs. Wallace.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Me too.” He kisses my temple. “Now we have guests to greet.”
I take a seat at the table, surrounded by our friends and family, and my heart is full. Never in my wildest imagination would I have guessed that visiting my best friend would lead to meeting the love of my life and the start of what I know deep in my soul is going to be a long and happy life together.