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with a new shine.
    “I love you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
    “I love you.”
    Gabi
    I’d heard the saying, “ Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away .” Jack stole my breath. I didn’t know how I lost myself in him so easily, so readily. The moment we connected, it was as if we were connecting on another planet, another level of existence. For days I’d battled my conscience over being with him so quickly after Rafi, for being with him period after Rafi, but then I shared moments like this with him and all my worries seemed to disappear. My conscience was silent in those minutes, finally allowing my heart to speak and my soul to sing.
    “Mr. and Mrs. Ambroise, I just need your signature on the marriage license and you two are free to leave,” the judge stated.
    Jack squeezed my hands, bringing the rest of my mind back to reality. We approached the desk in the back corner of the room. I watched as Jack signed his name. His wedding band was a plain platinum band with a single half-carat diamond flush in the center. The color was gorgeous against his dark skin.
    I glanced down at my ring. He’d surprised me with two rings, adorned with half-carat diamonds wrapping halfway around each one. He’d placed my engagement ring between the pair as he slid them into place on my finger. “For our present and our future,” he’d said. My useless heart somehow seemed to pitter-patter at his words infused with promise.
    “You’re turn, my dear.” He gently kissed my forehead as he handed me the pen.
    I scribbled my name on the appropriate line and passed the pen to Imara. She winked at me, a twinkle in her eyes.
    Once she’d signed the paper, she threw her arms open and dragged us both into her. “Congratulations, my loves. I want you both to stand in front of the room and smile for a photo. If you refuse to cooperate, I shall rain on your honeymoon.”
    Jack scowled. “And I will fill your store with locusts.”
    She chuckled, patting her son’s cheek. “Indulge me.”
    “I promised Lexi I would have someone take a couple pictures on my phone.” I grabbed my phone from my silver clutch. “Do you mind, Imara?”
    She smiled. “Of course not. This will be for both of us.”
    Jack wrapped his arms around me. I couldn’t stop beaming. I felt loved and protected in his embrace. I knew as long as he was breathing, he would fight for me and with me. The knowledge that you had a permanent support system in your partner was invaluable.
    We posed for a few photos. I planned to print them and frame them in whatever home we settled in. I hadn’t taken many photos since becoming a vamp. Since we don’t age, most vamps don’t bother capturing a moment in their timeline. Not much changes for us outside of fashion , decor and technology. There are some moments worth capturing though, and this was one of them.
    “Wonderful. I want copies of each one in the largest print available,” Imara said, returning my iPhone to me.
    “I plan to make copies of all of them for myself too,” I stated.
    “Well, you best be on your way. A storm is heading towards your honeymoon destination , and it will delay your ability to land should you procrastinate,” she advised.
    “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to a built in psychic advisor.” I chuckled.
    “I promise not to divulge unless it has impact,” she promised. “Be careful though, my son doesn’t have the same filter as me.” She escorted us to the lobby of the courthouse before giving us each another hug and kiss on the cheek. She practically thrust us out the front doors afterwards though.
    “Woah! That must be some storm coming. Now just where are you taking me to, Mr. Ambroise?”
    “If I told you, I’d have to kill you, and I’m not ready to lose my wife just yet.” He kissed the tip of my nose, ushering me towards a n a waiting black town car. He opened the back door and I slid