"This isn't for you, moron, it's for me." He grins and slugs back the tequila and winces. "Fuck, that's good. Are you ready for this?"

"Everyone keeps asking me that. Yes, I'm ready. I'm past ready."

"You're good for her, you know."

I look over into Isaac's face, shocked. All of Natalie's family have always been welcoming and friendly with me, but I know the brothers have had reservations, and as a brother myself, I can't blame them.

"How so?"

Isaac shrugs and looks back over at the other guys, then back to me. "She's opened up more, laughs more. Hell, I don't know, man. She's just happy. I've known her for a long time and I don't remember ever seeing her smile this much."

"I'm glad." I nod and smile to myself.

"But if you hurt her, or that baby," Isaac continues, and I know what he's going to say, "I'll fucking kill you."

"No need, I'm not going to hurt her." I hold my hand out to shake his and he takes it, then pulls me into a guy hug.

"Welcome to the family, bro."

"The girls are ready," my dad stalks back into the room with a wrapped gift in his hand. I told her not to get me anything. She and the baby are everything I need. "This is for you."

I walk into the bedroom to open the gift, and the note, alone, wondering if she likes the pink diamond earrings I sent over. Everything in this wedding is pink, and she should have pink diamonds too.

Luke, I know you said that Baby and I are all you need today, but I couldn't help but get you a gift. I chose this particular gift because it symbolizes how precious time is. I am grateful for the time you give me, and for the many years we are about to spend together, as a family, and as lovers. You are what I was waiting for, Luke, and I can't believe that in a few short hours you will be truly mine, as I am yours.

Thank you for picking me to share this life with.

Love, Nat P.S. I can't wait to kiss you.

And she calls me charming. God, I love that woman.

Inside the white box is a platinum Omega watch with a black face. On the inside is an inscription, which makes me grin. Nat is big on inscriptions. That sexy body of hers is full of them.

You are my now, always, forever. aNat Well, hell.

I fasten the watch on my left wrist and stomp back into the main room. "Let's go. No more waiting around."

Without waiting for an answer from anyone, I walk down the wooden boardwalk to the sandy beach where the ceremony will be held. The resort did a great job getting set up with white chairs, a small arbor with red roses, and candles lit and scattered over the sand, giving the beach a soft glow. It's almost sunset, and I know Nat would think the lighting is perfect.

I shake hands and wave at some of our fifty or so guests who have flown here for the week-long celebration and make my way up to the arbor with Isaac and Mark right behind me. The front row is reserved for our parents, and I made sure to have the resort place lilies and sunflowers on two of the chairs in honor of Natalie's parents.

Where is she? I see the girls, all in pink dresses. I'm relieved that my sister Sam and Nat have become friends and gotten to know each other better since I proposed. Sam happily helped plan this wedding.

Our mothers are escorted to their seats, and my heart starts to beat a little faster. Jesus, I can't stand the suspense. I need to see her.

Where the fuck is she?

Finally Jules, Sam and Stacy make their way toward us and take their places and the music changes. Natalie and her father come into view and the rest of the world just falls away. Her beautiful dark hair has been curled and pulled into a loose bun behind her left ear with a rose tucked in it. Her dress is long and billowy, with a beaded top and spaghetti straps, and she's holding a large bouquet of red roses with the pearls inside. Her new diamonds sparkle at her ears and, thank God, she's wearing our pearls.

I feel the grin spread across my face as I stare into her gorgeous green eyes and my heart calms. This is it.

"Who gives this woman to this man?" the pastor asks.

"On behalf of her parents, I do," Steven responds, and places Nat's hand in mine.

Every time I touch her I feel the hit to my gut. Every single time. I'm drawn to her in ways I never knew possible, and I will never grow tired of the feeling I get when she's near me.

"You are stunning," I whisper to her and grin as she smiles shyly and looks up at me through her long dark lashes.

"You're pretty beautiful yourself," she whispers back.

She can call me beautiful any damn time.

"Welcome, friends and family," the pastor begins. He says a quick prayer and moves right into the ring ceremony.

"With this ring, I thee wed," Natalie says, her eyes on mine, in her soft, sweet voice and places my ring on my finger.

"With this ring, I thee wed," I respond and push the wedding band onto her small finger, next to her engagement ring.

The rest of the ceremony is relatively short. We decided against the unity candle ceremony and live music, wanting to focus solely on our vows to one another. We wrote our vows together, last week before we left for Tahiti.

We laughed, argued, and Nat cried, but we eventually came up with what we both want to say. Instead of each of us saying the vows in their entirety, we will say them together, alternating the lines.

"And now, Luke and Natalie will recite their vows together." The pastor steps back and I take both of Natalie's small hands in mine, rubbing my thumbs over her knuckles.

"Are you ready?" I whisper and take a deep breath.

"Yes," she whispers back, her sassy smile in place. God, that smile does things to me.

I clear my throat, and looking deeply into her eyes, we begin.

"I vow to love you."

"I vow to love you," she responds, her voice strong.

"To respect you."

"To be your best friend."

"To read aloud to you." I run my knuckle down her smooth cheek and see her eyes start to well up.

"To lead a charmed life."

"To write you love letters."

"To laugh at your jokes." She winks at me and I grin.

"To always make the coffee, or have it delivered."

"To help you cook."

"To always believe that your newest haircut is the best you've ever had." I tuck a strand of her soft hair behind her ear.

"To be patient."

"To always support your hopes and dreams."

"To not overshadow you with my fame," She says, and I can't help but laugh with everyone else.

"To be your biggest fan." I respond. God, I love her.

"To wake you every morning."

"To wake you every morning. You are not a morning person."

"To kiss you every night."

"To hold your hand."

"To always remember where I left my keys and phone."

"To cherish you." I take another deep breath.

"To believe in you."

"To believe in us."

"To never give up." She clenches my hands in hers more tightly.

"To never, ever give up."

"To forsake all others and be true to you."

"To work every day toward being the man you deserve."

"To work every day toward being the woman you deserve." We both have tears in our eyes now.

"Do you vow to be my wife?"

"I do. Do you vow to be my husband?"

"I do." Fuck, yes, I do.

"It is my pleasure to present Mr. and Mrs. Luke Williams. You may kiss your bride."

I cup her beautiful face in my hands and she runs her fingers through my hair, gazing up at me with such love, such trust, it takes my breath away. I slowly lean down and brush my nose down hers and sweep my lips over hers in the way I know she loves. She sighs against me as I slide my arms around her, pulling her more tightly against me, and cup the small baby bump between us in my hands.

Our guests are applauding, our mothers dabbing at their tears. I rest my forehead against hers as she runs her fingers down my cheek.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you too. Let's go dance."

The With Me In Seattle Series continues with Jules and Nate's story in Fight With Me. It will be available in February 2013.

Acknowledgements.

First, to my husband: thank you for loving me, challenging me, and sticking with me, even when I have my face buried in my computer, lost in my own world. I love you, handsome.

Mom and Dad: thank you for being MY mom and dad, for encouraging me to read and use my imagination and to believe that I am capable of anything I set my mind to. You are two of the most loving, kind, intelligent people I know, and I love you.

Mike: the torment you put me through as a child is now paying off in humorous anecdotes in my books. So... thank you for being a typical little brother. And thank you for being one of my best friends. I'm so proud of you, Mikey.

Tanya Robo: you are not just the best beta reader in the world. You have been my best friend, cheerleader, and confidante for the better part of thirty years (shh). When it comes to my writing, there is no one in my life that encourages me the way you do. Thank you for always believing in my talent, and for just being such a beautiful part of my life. I don't know what I would do without you.

To Nichole Boyovich, Kara Erickson, Eke Leo, Courtney McDaniel, Holly Pierce and Samantha Baer : you ladies freaking ROCK! Thank you for reading Come Away With Me, giving me your feedback, and falling in love with the Luke and Natalie. You are the best beta readers a girl could ask for!

Lori Francis: Girl, you are quite simply amazing. I can't believe how welcoming and genuinely kind you have been to this new author, offering so much advice and help that it's overwhelming. I'm blessed to have found you! Thank you, so very much, for falling in love with Come Away With Me and having the fire in your belly to champion this book. I am not only thankful for all your hard work and enthusiasm, but for your friendship too.

Sali Powers and Jenny Aspinall: Do you know how crazy it is to me that you gorgeous women, who live all the way over in Australia, have not only read the book and given me so much support and help with it, but have also become my very dear friends? Thank you, for all the help, time and encouragement you've given me. I so appreciate you!

Renae Porter: you are the very best cover artist EVER!! Oh my goodness, I love my cover. Thank you for working with me.

To the bloggers and authors who have been such a great source of support, encouragement and knowledge: thank you! You know who you are.

And last, but certainly never least, to YOU. The person holding this book. Thank you for reading Luke and Natalie's love story. I hope you loved it.

Happy Reading!.

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