dahlia looks at me intently. "did she?"

i laugh. "of course she did."

she looks at the bangles for a long while and throws her arms around me, the metal jingling. "god, i love you. thank you so much. they're beautiful."

i hold her. "no, you're beautiful. are you ready to finally do this?"

"i'm ready to finally do this!" she says as she reaches in my front pocket and snatches the blindfold i stashed there.

"hey!"

"hey yourself. it's my turn later," she says with a wink.

i laugh as i take her in my arms and kiss her. then, hand in hand, we walk back to the limo.

as we pull up to the griffith park observatory, i know bell made the right choice. dahlia clasps her hand over her mouth and turns to me to say, "it's perfect."

xander's new porsche is parked right in front. i asked him if i could borrow it to drive off in at the end of the night. i just wanted to see if he'd let me take it because since i learned to drive he had a thing about me taking his car. needless to say i was surprised he said yes-guess he's more of a romantic than i thought.

aerie and serena come rushing over and take my girl from me. as she turns and blows me a kiss, her pearls swing from side to side and i can't believe we're actually doing this, it's actually going to happen. dahlia is finally going to be my wife-mr. and mrs. river wilde. i like the sound of that. i feel like we've waited a long time for this day and i want it to be absolutely perfect, just like my girl.

breaking my trance, xander's in my face, shoving me forward, "bell's on me because you're late, loverboy. so get your ass in gear and stop gawking like a schoolboy."

i just shake my head, glad things are back to normal. upstairs, i'm floored by what bell has done to the place. the observation deck, which i have been on a million times, has been transformed into the most beautiful place on earth. white twinkling lights stream from the open window arches, wildflowers cover almost every inch of the room, the makeshift white carpet ends at the center arch with a perfect view of the hollywood sign, and everyone we care about is here-my mom, jack, serena, aerie, garrett, nix, xander, bell, and even zane.

garrett moves to stand at the end of the carpet and i have to chuckle because he's trying to be so professional. looking at his watch, he clears his throat and opens his book. my chuckle turns into a laugh when i see the title of the book he's holding is war and peace. but really i'm touched that he has put so much effort into things.

just as the sun begins to meet the horizon, and the hollywood sign lights up the sky, zane starts to play wagner's "here comes the bride" on the keyboard that bell set up on the back of the deck with the other band instruments. the wilde ones will be playing tonight after the ceremony.

xander taps me on the shoulder and motions for me to stand near garrett. as i do, everyone takes a seat. when the song stops, dahlia comes around the corner and aerie swiftly joins the others. dahlia has never looked more beautiful. her dress is long with a scooped neck and thin straps exposing her shoulders. she looks sexy as hell in it. her hair is loose and flowing with a small simple braid keeping her hair out of her eyes and tucked behind her ear. my heart skips a beat as i look at her angelic face. her expression is a mixture of love and wonder, her eyes are more hazel than i have ever seen them, and her gleaming smile overwhelms me. that one tear that's been welling in my eye finally falls. and i know that i was able to turn her saddest day into her happiest day.

as she stands there waiting for the music to cue again, her mouth drops open when ryan ogden starts to sing "i can't wait." jack is a friend of the lead singer from runner runner and his song couldn't be more perfect for me to dedicate to my girl. with just his guitar in hand, he starts to sing and she slowly walks down the aisle with the handful of wildflowers i picked for her from her flower garden this morning. a wave of sadness suddenly overcomes me. for one small moment of watching her walk alone, i wish her father were here to walk her down the aisle and then i wish my father were here, too. but i shove those thoughts aside as i move to meet her halfway.

"hi," i whisper.

"hi," she whispers back.

my eyes drink her in. she looks absolutely beautiful in her silky long white dress. it hugs her body perfectly, showing off her amazing figure, and i can't help but think she looks like grace kelly. but it's the look on her face that sets my soul on fire.

i manage to say, "you look absolutely beautiful."

her glossy eyes look at me and then she, too, trails her eyes up and down my body. "you look amazing and i love your shoes," she says with a wink

then garrett clears his throat and we both laugh. as i start to tell her how much i love her, she raises her hand and touches her index finger to my lips and mouths, "shh."

i kiss her finger and then grab her hand, moving to stand beside her. with our fingers laced together we walk the rest of the way down the aisle.

the ceremony is short. our vows are a mixture of traditional lines mixed with our own words. dahlia is surprised when it's time for the ring exchange and i actually have matching wedding bands.

"where did you get them?" she whispers, a look of utter happiness on her face.

i whisper that i got them on the day we were supposed to first get married. tears roll down her cheeks and when i show her the inscription on the inside of hers, her hand flies to her mouth. i'll take the happy tears over the sad tears any day. i kiss them away, knowing my life was never really complete until i met her.

looking into her eyes, they tell me everything i need to know as i slide the ring on her finger and say the words that now touch her skin-"i love you more."

the mood quickly changes from deeply emotional to hysterically funny when garrett asks, "if anyone here knows why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." i can only assume he printed an old-fashioned copy of a wedding ceremony script off the internet. he looks around in question and then shakes his head, muttering something i can't make out. then taking a deep breath, it's finally time. i look into her shining eyes as she says, "i do," and i say the same.

when garrett announces us as husband and wife, she's finally mine and i get to kiss her for the first time as my wife. i wipe her tears, and while everyone claps, i take her face in my hands. i study her, moving my fingertips gently over her soft lips, etching every detail of how beautiful she looks today into my mind. but i know i don't have to because her beauty is permanently etched into my soul.

so with the sun setting in the west, i kiss her. i pour all my love into this single, most important kiss-the kiss that ties us together forever. i brush my lips against hers, smelling the scent of the wildflowers all around us, and move my hands to pull her closer to me. her back is bare and i find the soft spot in the middle and press my palms against it. she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back with the exact same intensity. when garrett clears his throat for the third time, we break away, both breathless. i lean my forehead against hers.

"we did it," i whisper.

"we did it!" she smiles and i pick her up and swing her around as she giggles. god, i love that sound.

we spend the next hour taking pictures around the grounds. when we return to the observation deck, other guests have arrived and nix and garrett start popping champagne corks. glasses are being filled and once served, xander surprises me by clinking his glass with a spoon and making a toast.

holding his glass up and looking at both of us he says, "if any two people in the world deserve happiness, it's you two. the love you have for each other is something i can only hope i will experience a small piece of one day. to my brother, i want you to know that i admire you for always going after what you want, and although i may not always show it, i really do love you. and to my new sister-in-law, it wasn't long ago that you said to me you'd keep hoping and wishing for the day i'd say i love you. well, that day came a long time ago; i just didn't tell you so i'm telling you now. muse, thank you for making my brother so happy. i love you."

we all clink our glasses and my eyes lock on xander's, silently thanking him. he's with a date. her name is amy and he's dated her off and on for years but i know he doesn't love her. i hope he's lucky enough to find a girl like mine someday-because he deserves this kind of love. i know he had it once.

looking around at the rest of my family, i don't see a dry eye among them. looking sophisticated in her party dress, bell comes over with mom and i motion xander to join us. jack follows and as we clink our glasses again my mom says, "to our family . . . may it grow and change, but never break apart."

"my turn, my turn," bell insists and she makes the next toast. "to river and dahlia, i love you both. and thank you so much for letting me plan your dream wedding with less than a day's notice. no, but really, thank you-it did get me a full-time job with tate wyatt . . . my new boyfriend, and an assistant to boot," she says, pointing over to a girl i hadn't noticed directing some waiters where to put their trays of food. raising our glasses, we laugh and congratulate her on her new job and her new boyfriend. the music starts to play and the family moment is broken. but i'm so appreciative of how easily dahlia was welcomed by all of them and so thankful to have them. i watch xander head back over to amy and think how funny it is that he admires me. he was the strong one, the one who took the road that was right for him from the start, not the road that our father wanted him to take.

looking around, zane approaches aerie and she seems to be asking him to do something with the cake because he picks it up and moves it. but she doesn't seem to be happy with its location-she's shaking her head no and pointing to a different table. zane, looking fed up, picks it back up and sets it down where it was to begin with-who knows what's going on? even the cake itself makes me laugh because it has big purple flowers all over it-thanks to my sister still insisting that dahlias only come in the color purple.

with the party in full swing, i can finally get dahlia alone. i pull her aside and lead her down the stairs. most people come to the griffith park observatory to look up at the stars and planets and to gaze at the picture-perfect view of the hollywood sign. but tonight i only have eyes for my wife, my soul mate.

when we get to the bottom of the stairs, i open the door and lead her to the large white fountain in front of the building. looking into her eyes and then at the fountain, i reach into my pocket and pull out two pennies.

handing one to my wife, i grin before asking her, "do you remember the rules?"

in her cute southern accent she says, "you know what, kind sir, i think i do but maybe you'd better remind me."

"i'd be happy to." first, we both turn around. then, on the count of three, we both throw the coins over our shoulders into the fountain while making a wish.

she pulls me closer to her and says, "you look so adorable when you explain your rules, i just wanted to watch you explain them again."

i shake my head. "again, adorable isn't what i'm going for."

she pulls me to her and drags her tongue along the inside of my lower lip. "adorable turns me on."

"adorable works, then," i groan and just then the sky opens up and it starts to rain.

"come on, let's do this before the rain really starts to come down."

quickly, we both turn around and holding my fingers up, i say, "one, two, three," and then yell, "go," and we toss our coins over our shoulders and into the fountain.

i grab her hand. "let's make a run for it."

but she lets my hand go and bends down to take her shoes off.