Epilogue
Their wedding would be an interspecies event. Kate didn't care much for formality, but Torran's staff and their friends cared, so Kate ditched all thoughts of flying to Vegas on the back of her dragon and planned an intimate ceremony instead. It would be held in the great hall, with Ingrid in charge of food and cake, while Lucy and the other maids had offered to help the local florist decorate the huge hall with colorful flowers and white heather.
Torran insisted on a French designer for Kate's wedding dress, while Kate would have married Torran in a bikini—or naked to save time—but once again, she remembered that his staff cared, the villagers cared, their friends cared, and she cared about them, so a slim column of ivory silk was agreed upon. Kate's only adornment was fresh flowers in her hair, which was left free to cascade down her back. She'd asked Bill to give her away, and he'd said he would, but only on loan. "I need you, Kate. The magazine needs you. It's vital that you continue to write your column, Storms in Life. Circulation figures have gone through the roof," Bill confirmed, "and that's largely due to your advice column."
Everyone was invited to the wedding. Competition for the much-coveted position of bridesmaid was stiff, so Kate decided to include all the contenders. Having so many beautiful women at the ceremony, it was perhaps no surprise that a large contingent of Torran's male dragon shifter friends, each one better looking than the next, arrived to support him.
"Have you changed your mind?" Torran pressed when he noticed some of the women fanning themselves at the sight of his friends.
"They're looking at you," Kate pointed out with a look that said, Don't mess around.
"I'm spoken for," Torran assured her.
As soon as the ceremony was over, they braved a snowstorm of rose petals to reach the classic limo with its stone-faced driver. They were due to be transported to the riverbank, where a grand wedding feast was laid out. With one glance at the blacked-out windows and the soundproof partition between their back seat and the driver, Kate felt a lust coming on.
Torran felt it too.
"Is there time?" she asked.
"Before the wedding breakfast?" Torran demanded, pretending he was scandalized.
Kate slanted a smile. "If you don't tease me…"
"Your wish is my command," her dragon shifter growled.
"Always and forever," Kate agreed as Torran pulled his beloved new wife into his arms.
"Oh, longer than that, I should think," he replied.