A Wilde Night (Old Town Country Romance Book 3) (17 page)

Epilogue

Two Months Later

Sweat is pouring down my forehead. I’d try to wipe it away, but my police hat is in the way. This is probably the last place I want to be right now, but it’s also the only place I want to be.

Sounds weird, right?

I didn’t get hired by the Beverly Hills Police Department. I was tired of all of the Axel Foley jokes anyway, so that was probably a good thing.

I did manage to get on with the Santa Monica PD. Things are a lot different out here in LaLa Land. The powers that be in Santa Monica didn’t seem to mind all of the publicity I had as
Katie Lawrence’s Wilde Ride
. I got the impression they actually kind of liked it a little bit. My supervisor asked me to work closely with the police department’s public relations team and the head of PR is actually with me here today.

Kat takes my hand and gives me one of her crooked half smiles. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

I shake my head. “No. But I know it’s important.”

Kat’s publicist,
Chevelle, glances in my direction. “It’s not important. It’s vital. If the two of you are going to get engaged, it’s best to do it in a very open, public way. Get ahead of the story, and give them what they want, and you’ll be the press’s best friend.”

“Just let me do the talking for you,” Bev McMurray, the head of PR for my department says. She used to be a cop, but retired after putting in her twenty years. She’s now working for PD as a civilian employee the second time around. “You just stand tall and look like a cop. All you have to do is give them a great photo op
p.”

“That I can handle,” I assure her.

Kat gives me a kiss on the cheek and whispers, “It’ll be fine.”

Technically Kat and I are already engaged, but no one has to know that. She accepted my proposal, which I had conveniently placed in a fortune cookie that was part of our picnic lunch when we hiked to Fish Canyon Falls a few weeks ago.

This is the first day she’s wearing the ring I bought her. The beauty cost me about a month’s salary, but it’s worth every penny to see the diamond sparkle on her finger.

She accepted my proposal on one condition: that we’d have a small ceremony and reception, immediate family and close friends only, at Haymakers and that Wilde Riders would play for the event.

My brothers were happy to give their blessing, and Cooper and Riley even invited us to have the wedding the same weekend as theirs. Since Kat has such as small family she loved the idea.

“Your heart feels like it’s going to pound right out of your chest,” Kat says as she places her hand over my heart. “Try to relax. It’ll be fine.”

“Easy for you to say. I’m the guy who likes to stay so far in the background I blend in with the wall. I guess I used to be that guy, until Katie Lawrence found her way into my life.”

When she gives me another one of her crooked little grins it completely melts my heart. “Are you ready to be in the spo
tlight?”

“As long as I’m there with you.”

I give her a kiss, and for a moment, the rest of the world di
sappears, and we’re just a guy and a girl who love each other.

I know being with America’s Sweetheart isn’t going to be easy, but nothing worth having ever really is, is it? Besides, the Wilde boys are known for always doing things the hard way.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Savannah Young grew up in rural northwest New Jersey in a place very similar to the fictional Old Town, which is featured in her books. When she's not at her computer creating spicy stories, Savannah is traveling to exotic locales or spending time with her husband and their bloodhounds.

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Rye Must Die

An Izzy & Max Paranormal Romantic Comedy

By Dakota Madison

&

Savannah Young

There’s a fine line between sexy alpha and creepy stalker…and Rye has crossed it.

I’m supposed to be dead. Suicide by hanging. But when I regained consciousness I was still alive…still the crazy girl voted “Most Likely to Kill Herself” in high school…still the girl who everyone in Old Town loved to hate.

But one thing had changed. He had saved me.
A man wearing all black and riding a motorcycle. He pulled me down from the tree and made sure I was still breathing.

And now he’s following me…  I just don’t know why…But I’m eager to find out.