Driving Her Crazy (18 page)

“Let’s get out of here,” she said.

“You sure about that?”

She gazed right into his eyes. “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything in my life.” She took his hand. “What do you say, Oz? Will you date me?”

He laughed and scooped her into his arms. “It would be my pleasure Ms. Debusshere.”

Epilogue

Oz’s deep belly-laugh rang out again and Cher smiled. Really, the man could start a party no matter where they were. She moved forward a few feet, her anxiety kicking up a few notches. They were late. Again. But at least they were finally within a few feet of the security check point. Cher checked her watch.

“We’re going to miss our flight.”

Oz excused himself from the conversation he was having with an older gentleman behind them and came to stand beside her. He checked his own watch.

“Ah. We’ll make it. Your watch is fast.”

“It is not.”

“Yes it is. You always set it ten minutes ahead so we aren’t late.”

She huffed, but the smile tugging at her lips sort of ruined the effect. “Well, that didn’t work today, did it?”

“No. But that wasn’t my fault. You set the alarm for the wrong time.”

She opened her mouth to argue but shut it again with a grumble. She hated it when he was right. “I had the time right. I just had the a.m./p.m. setting wrong. Could happen to anyone.”

“Sure. But it happens to you at least twice a week. If you didn’t own your own shop you would have been fired by now.”

“Oh shut up. It’s easy for you to say. You get to work from home on your articles all day. I’m the one that has to actually leave the house.”

“Very true.” Oz wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against him for a thorough kiss.

“Congratulations!” The man Oz had been talking with waved at them as he was called over to a second security line that had just opened.

Cher sighed. “Why couldn’t they have moved us over?”

“Oh stop being so pissy. We’re almost to the front now.”

“I’m not being pissy. We’re going to miss our flight.”

“I didn’t realize I was marrying such a grouch.”

Cher rolled her eyes, though she couldn’t keep a small smile from her lips. “You just hush. And take off your shoes. We’re next.”

Oz grinned and took off his flip flops, tossing them into the first empty bin. “You know you love me.”

“Yeah, yeah. Move the line along, Oserkowski. We’ve got fifteen minutes to make our flight or we’re going to be late for our own wedding.”

They emptied their pockets and Cher put her bag on the conveyor belt. This time she’d made sure there were no unapproved items in it. She was taking no chances of getting stopped again.

Oz went through the metal detectors and started gathering their things on the other side. Cher took a deep breath and went through.

The machine
beeped
.

“What! But I’m not wearing anything metal. I even took my engagement ring off.”

“Please step this way, ma’am.”

“Oh, no. Not again.”

“Ma’am, this way.”

Cher looked to Oz for help but he was nearly prostrate with laughter.

She glowered at him and went through the second screening. When the security guard wanded her, Cher nodded over at Oz. “We’re on our way to our wedding.”

The guard laughed and turned to Oz. “Sorry. I’ll return her in just a moment.”

Oz just gave the guy a thumbs-up and stood back to watch. Traitor.

The guard waved the stupid wand thingy over Cher. It went off when it waved across her shirt.

“All the sequins must be setting it off. Are they metal backed?”

Cher looked down at the Here Comes the Bride shirt that Tyler had made for her. He’d bedazzled it himself. Oz’s matching Groom shirt was done in puffy paint. No metal-backed sequins for him.

“I guess so,” she said, shaking her head. What were the chances?

By the time they finally got cleared, they were down to five minutes.

“Come on, Debusshere, let’s haul ass!” Oz said, grabbing her hand to drag her along after him.

“These legs only go so fast, Oserkowski!” she said, panting in an effort to keep up with him.

They made it to the gate just as the doors were closing.

“Wait!” they shouted.

The attendant looked at the woman behind the counter. She glanced at their shirts, her expression softening.

“All right. The doors aren’t technically closed, yet. Let them through.”

Cher breathed a sigh of relief as they hurried through the doors and onto the plane. They slipped into their seats, looked at each other, and smiled.

Oz leaned over and kissed her, his hand cupping her cheek. “You have the absolute worst luck.”

Cher smiled at him, her heart overflowing with happiness. “Oh, I don’t know. I was pretty lucky the day I met you.”

“Now
that
I won’t argue. Of course, that was almost two years ago. Your luck might be wearing off.”

“Not a chance.” She threaded her fingers through his. “I love you, Nathaniel.”

“Oz.”

“Ox.”

“Nag.”

“Husband?”

Oz grinned. “Now that one I like. Wife.”

Cher laughed and leaned over to kiss him.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered to her.

“No,” she said back. “Just perfectly happy.”

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Acknowledgments

To Erin Molta, my amazing editor—you are always awesome but with this one you have truly outdone yourself. Flat out tremendous. I really don’t know what I’d do without you. Thank you so much for everything. You go above and beyond, always. And to Heather Howland—this book literally would not exist without you and I can’t tell you how honored I am to be a part of its creation. I can’t wait to work on more with you! Thank you so much for your amazing ideas and insights and for all the incredible work you put into these stories.

To Sarah Ballance–you are not only my writing twin but have become one of my truest friends. My days just aren’t complete without our minimum 100 emails (it’s probably scary that that’s not an exaggeration!). They definitely make deadlines easier to cope with. Thank you for always being there, for making me laugh, for pushing me to do better, for having confidence in me when I don’t have it in myself, and for
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To my writing peeps and amazing support crew—don’t know how I’d do it without you. Thank you so much for all your support!

And of course to my amazing husband and kids. Hon, I can’t thank you enough for everything you do to make my dream possible. Love you more than I can say. And my sweet kids, thanks for putting up with your crazy, distracted mom. You are my everything.

About the Author

Kira Archer
resides in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kiddos, and far too many animals in the house. She tends to laugh at inappropriate moments, break all the rules she gives her kids (but only when they aren’t looking), and would rather be reading a book than doing almost anything else. She has odd, eclectic tastes in just about everything and often lets her imagination run away with her. She loves a vast variety of genres and writes in quite a few. If you love historical romances, check out her alter ego,
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