Epilogue

Five years later,

Guy groaned as he sat down next to Meg and exhaled. "I am never, ever doing this again."

Meg laughed and kissed him. "Guy."

"I mean it." He said. "Of all the hardest things I've ever had to do, this is it."

"Guy!"

"I mean it." He looked towards the tent where John shamelessly had his new bride Crystal pressed against his body. But the look on her face said she was clearly enjoying every touch he was giving her. "Look at that! And honestly, they're not even married."

"Guy!" Meg laughed.

"Well, the marriage wasn't consummated," he huffed. "it's not legal yet."

"I'm fairly certain that they will take care of that detail tonight." Guy's eyes flashed and Meg jumped up and sat promptly in his lap. "Now darling, she's not your little baby anymore."

Guy exhaled and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't understand how it happened. One year ago,"

"Five." She interrupted gently.

"Fine. Five years ago, she and he hated each other. I remember them," he shook his head. "screaming and cursing at each other. Then, next thing I know…they're getting married! I mean, they only met once!"

"Oh guy," she laughed. "they corresponded and you just never paid attention."

"I did too!"

"Besides," she murmured. "I knew they'd been meeting secretly from time to time. Believe me, they did a good job of hiding it."

"I didn't see it coming."

She smiled. "Your eyes are getting old."

"And last year, Robert and Delilah got married." He shook his head as he pointed towards the incandescently happy couple. Deliliah was pregnant and probably expecting twins, judging by the size of her. "Now don't tell me that didn't take you by surprise."

She smiled. I wasn't."

"Oh, come on! She said that she was in love with Hugh. And then suddenly," he slapped her hip and she squirmed. "sorry, you're on my knee."

"Thank you very much for noticing."

He frowned at her. "Not funny."

"Wasn't trying to be."

"She's in love with Robert! Honestly! How did that happen?"

"She fell in love with Robert. Hugh is too much like Robin for her. Cocky, arrogant and she like me, wants a man who's willing to put up with her temper and listen to her."

"Meg."

"Not to mention, he's much kinder, gentler and loving than Hugh was. He just was able to woo her in a much more quiet manner, without being dishonorable. How's the saying go, 'faint heart ne'er won fair lady'?"

"You know I hate poetry."

"I'll tell you something that you'll hate more." She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "You have Heather to walk down the aisle."

Guy frowned at the mention of their five-year-old daughter. "No." He stated adamantly. "That will never happen."

"Oh yes it will Guy. Because, I want grandchildren."

"I just want my children to stay this age forever."

Meg shrugged. "I don't, because then I'd miss moments like this." She ran her hand down his cheek, her nails catching on a few strands of hair that was starting to gray. "I've loved every moment with you Guy. Every moment, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."

He smiled and kissed her as the sounds of the wedding festivities faded around him. "You know what," he murmured. "I wouldn't change anything either."