I grin. “Maybe I should make a living out of it.”
He laughs. “Bit of a smartass, too.”
“Just a bit.”
He smiles and shakes his head. “Alright, hell, that works for me.” He turns and bangs on the bars. “Hey Carl!”
The cop steps back in from the front office, and Jeb shrugs. “Alright, let him out. We’re good here.”
I blink. “Hang on, just like that?”
“You wanna stay?”
I grin. “I’ll pass. But… how?”
“Lizzie flipped on Paul and spilled everything. Plus, you didn’t actually do anything except legally marry two people.” He frowns and looks at me. “Sorry for my shit-heel son.”
“No harm no foul.”
Carl unlocks the door and heads back out, and Jeb and I step out of the cell. I start to follow Carl, but Jeb stops me with a big hand on my shoulder.
“Just so we’re clear,” he grunts. “If you’ve laid hands on Delilah, you will be marrying her.”
I grin. “Mr. Somerset, just so we’re clear, the Lord himself couldn’t stop me. I mean, figured I’d ask first though if that works for you?”
He grins and shakes his head. “You really are some kind of smartass, aren’t you?”
“That I am, sir. That I am.”
“Yeah, well smartass, she’s waiting outside for you.”
I stop short, my heart racing, and I slowly turn to look at him.
“Go on,” he chuckles. “Get.”
I’ve never run so fast out of police station, and believe me, this is far from the first time I’ve run out of one. I slam through the front doors and half-stumble down the front steps, and there, leaning against the pickup truck in that gorgeous blue dress, looking like salvation itself, is Delilah.
She screams when she sees me, and we come crashing together as she jumps into my arms. She gasps, and her lips crush to mine, and I kiss her like I never want to stop.
“I thought I’d lost you,” she gasps.
“Nah, I’m like a bad penny,” I grin.
She giggles and hugs me tightly. “Well, you’re my bad penny.”
“I’ll take that,” I groan, holding her close before her mouth finds mine again, and I kiss her deeply.
“I love you, Delilah Somerset.”
She moans. “I love you too, Gabriel Mar—” She suddenly frowns. “Wait, that really is your name, right?”
I arch a brow mysteriously, and her jaw drops before I crack up.
“Yeah, angel, that’s me.”
“Oh my God, you almost had me, ass!” she punches me before she kisses me deeply.
“See I’m pretty sure I do have you.”