No Caitlin. That was a good sign.
Many a night Zeke woke in a cold sweat, waking from a nightmare that Caitlin decided to upset the wedding. Somehow. First it was with a rock, right on Randi's head. Next, it was her punching him out cold. Each dream was worse than the other.
But here he was dressed in white, looking more like a little hairy mountain man than Daniel Radcliff from Woman in Black. He guess he did look a bit idiotic, but a part of him liked the manly stuff. He knew Randi did and that was all that mattered at the moment.
His mother could tell him he'd turned into someone else. He didn't mind, because he knew all along that this was truly what he wanted, and he saw it in Randi's eyes too as the wedding progressed in their little gathering.
She looked lovely too.
He had to wonder if they'd met at a different time in the past, and just not realized it. What a silly boy he'd been to think he could fall in love by chance when he thought of Caitlin now.
There had been a certain warmth that shined through him the very moment Randi kissed him in the kitchen, just a few months ago. He hadn't wanted her to take his breath away, but she had. And he was glad he was here now with her.
He'd never seen her quite as heavenly. Zeke knew this was good and genuine. He was proud to be by her side. And it would be OK, if Ari did go on the honeymoon with them.